With the new year just around the corner, topic of conversation inevitably turns to resolutions.
This year I’m taking a new approach.
We were recently encouraged in church to figuratively build a pile of stones, to serve as a reminder of the good work God is doing in our lives.
Well, I didn’t make a pile of rocks, but I did weave a ring. I’m calling it my “Remembrance Ring,” or “Resolution Ring.” Though I am still fond of “Resolution Remembrance Ring” (I could have an alliteration field day with this post! 🙂 ).
Have you ever tied a string around your finger in order to remember something?
I did a little investigating into the origin of this act & found the following explanation:
For many years, Mothers have chosen this way to help their children to remember something. This is a carry-over from olden days when people tied pieces of cloth around any painful part of their body.
This cloth was tied in one area to keep the “spirit of life” in that area, and so cure it and keep the pain from spreading to other parts of the body. The string on the finger was designed to “keep” the thought there, to be remembered later when it was needed.
I don’t want my story to resemble that of the Israelites as they wandered 40 years in the desert. God continually provided miracle after miracle: the parting of the Red Sea, manna from heaven, quail, water from a rock. Yet, the wonder of the miracle had barely worn off before the people began groaning that their God had not only forsaken them – but, forgotten them.
It’s so easy to scoff at their behavior, but if I’m being completely honest, I know I’ve been guilty of the same thing. When dealing with difficult circumstances, I’ve found that when my eyes are solely fixated on that specific situation, I run the possibility of losing sight of the big picture. And that’s when I forget the countless ways, both big & small, that God has left fingerprints of goodness on my life.
So, with this ring I remember. When darkness descends & I question “Where is God in this?”, I’ll look at my ring and remember the miracles He has worked in my life. Then, as a friend of mine so aptly puts it, I’ll remember to “trust in the plan.”
I hope you find ways to remember too.
For it’s in our remembering where we find our Hope.
Happy New Year!!