JANUARY 28, 2013
The
Good Old Days
Read: Psalm 143:1-6
I remember the days of old. —Psalm 143:5
Sometimes
our minds run back through the years and yearn for that better time
and
place—the “good old days.”
But
for some, the past harbors only bitter memories. Deep in the night, they ponder
their own failures, disillusionments, and fantasies, and think of the cruel
hand life has
dealt them.
It’s
better to remember the past as David did, by contemplating the good that God
has
done, to “meditate on all [His] works; . . . muse on the work of [His]
hands” (Ps. 143:5).
As we call to mind the lovingkindness of the Lord, we can
see His blessings through the
years. These are the memories that foster the
highest good. They evoke a deep longing
for more of God and more of His tender
care. They transform the past into a place of
familiarity and fellowship with
our Lord.
I
heard a story about an elderly woman who would sit in silence for hours in her
rocking
chair, hands folded in her lap, eyes gazing off into the far distance.
One day her daughter
asked, “Mother, what do you think about when you sit there
so quietly?” Her mother
replied softly with a twinkle in her eye, “That’s just
between Jesus and me.”
I
pray that our memories and meditations would draw us into His presence.
I have promised you My presence
With you everywhere you go;
I will never, never leave you
As you travel here below. —Rose
Fellowship with Christ is the secret
of happiness now and forever
Source:
Our Daily Bread 2012
