For the first time in 14 years, I stood in the outfield. I stood in the outfield remembering. As the ball was pitched and the bases run, I remembered. I remembered a simpler time, a wholesome world, and a good man with whom I enjoyed a place just like this.
The older I get the more I realize how much of a gift reminiscence is. Remembering.
I love people of every color. I love protectors of every kind. There is only ONE side in this spiritual war our beloved country finds itself engaged in: LOVE. LOVE is the only house I will ever choose to live in. I love people. Therefore, I am so very sorry for what we lose every day through ignorance, anger, hate, and bitterness. Surely, the Lord is calling us to remember.
We live in a world where nations rage and people plot in vain. We live in a country where rulers set themselves and take counsel together against the Lord and his anointed. We live communities where people kill each other based on beliefs, backgrounds, and bloodlines and where pastors and leaders avoid one another because they cannot agree on faith or doctrine or duty or delegation. We live in churches divided by nepotism, preferences, pettiness, and pride. We live in houses with absent daddies, desperate moms, and disrespectful, drug-laden children. We live in bodies that set themselves daily upon idolatrous thrones and build our own kingdoms right over-top of the monuments made to make us remember God himself. Surely, the Lord is calling us to remember.
I will remember the deeds of the Lord;
yes, I will remember your wonders of old.
12 I will ponder all your work,
and meditate on your mighty deeds.
13 Your way, O God, is holy.
What god is great like our God?
14 You are the God who works wonders;
you have made known your might among the peoples.
15 You with your arm redeemed your people,
the children of Jacob and Joseph. ~Psalm 77:11-15
There is a time for everything. It is time to remember. It is time to remember where we came from. It is time to remember our one and only true God. It is time to remember how to blush. It is time to remember how to love. And when the world does not follow, it is time to mourn. Surely, there is a time for everything and now is the time to mourn.
You hold my eyelids open;
I am so troubled that I cannot speak.
5 I consider the days of old,
the years long ago.
6 I said, “Let me remember my song in the night;
let me meditate in my heart.”
Then my spirit made a diligent search:
7 “Will the Lord spurn forever,
and never again be favorable?
8 Has his steadfast love forever ceased?
Are his promises at an end for all time?
9 Has God forgotten to be gracious?
Has he in anger shut up his compassion?” ~Psalm 77:4-9
I will appeal to the Lord. I will remember the Lord. I will mourn. This, for us, for our homes, for our churches, for our communities, for our country, for our world.
I love people of every color. I love protectors of every kind. There is only ONE side in this spiritual war our beloved country finds itself engaged in: LOVE. LOVE is the only house I will ever choose to live in. I love people. Therefore, I am so very sorry for what we lose every day through ignorance, anger, hate, and bitterness. We have a beautiful, strong, great country. Each day we lose that great nation a little bit more. Surely, the Lord is calling us to remember and repent. Amen.