The Special of the Day… From the Orange Moon Cafe
"Days of Old"
As a young man, I worked for several years at a large business in our city. I enjoyed the job and the people, and found many opportunities for ministry during my years at the establishment.
After leaving the job in 1984, I have rarely seen or been in contact with any of the people with whom I worked. I find it sad that close associations and even friendships in the workplace usually vanish when employment changes. People with whom we once communicated daily become memories, or are perhaps forgotten altogether as new venues of life fill our minds. In some cases, this involves sad farewells to those who became friends as well as fellow laborers.
Thankfully, born again believers have opportunity to impact people who have become memories. We can stay in touch with them, of course, in these days of so many means of communication. We also maintain communication with God for them. We can pray. This has been my practice for people of the aforementioned establishment that so long ago became a memory.
"I exhort therefore, that, first of all, supplications, prayers, intercessions, and giving of thanks, be made for all men" (I Timothy 2:1).
People do not enter our lives by accident, nor do they leave to escape our continued prayerful involvement. I think back on the people at the aforementioned business with the knowledge that they played a God-determined role in my life. Moreover, I still have a God-determined role in their lives. I remember many names and faces, and for others, the One to whom I direct my intercessions knows each and every person with whom I worked. On occasion, I give thanks for all, naming those I specifically I remember, and trusting the Lord knows the others. I consider this a blessed privilege as prayerful recollection brings to heart and mind memories of blessed times and people.
When we realize that memories are meant to be more than memories, the Holy Spirit leads us to pray. The people of our past crossed our paths for a reason. Their footsteps, imprinted in our minds and on our hearts, remain for a reason. We can seek God's grace for them in the present, with thanksgiving for their role in our past. What a gift, what a privilege, and what a responsibility as our Lord weaves His redeeming work in the present along remembered pathways of the past.
"I remember the days of old; I meditate on all Thy works; I muse on the work of Thy hands. I stretch forth my hands unto Thee.
(Psalm 143:5-6)
Weekly Memory Verse
O send out Thy light and Thy truth: let them lead me; let them bring me unto Thy holy hill, and to Thy tabernacles. Then will I go unto the altar of God, unto God my exceeding joy.
(Psalm 43:3-4)
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