Time has a way of skewing our memories. When life is great, people expect things to continue, letting the good times roll. On the other hand, as soon as the tide turns, individuals are shocked by unfortunate events like death, illness or trials.
Every so often, I will do something to aggravate my ribs that I broke last winter. This soreness serves as a reminder of a scary moment in my life. Unable to breathe, cringing in pain, I watched helplessly while a dozen Emergency Room attendants prepared for my surgery. As the painkillers knocked me out, I wasn’t sure if I would ever wake up again.
Nine months later, I am thankful for life, a great job and wonderful family. If it wasn’t for the cold weather, I might have forgotten this traumatic event. Yet, the Lord brought this to my attention while reading Psalm 105. Just as the Lord inspired Jewish leaders to remind Israel of God’s covenant to Abraham, the Holy Spirit brought to recall the healing power of the Great I Am.
by Jay Mankus
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