Joshua 4
Take for yourselves twelve stones from here, ..... and each one of you take up a stone on his shoulder, according to the number of the tribes of the children of Israel, that this may be a sign among you when your children ask in time to come, saying, ‘What do these stones mean to you?’ Then you shall answer them that the waters of the Jordan were cut off before the ark of the covenant of the Lord; when it crossed over the Jordan, the waters of the Jordan were cut off. And these stones shall be for a memorial to the children of Israel forever.
Take for yourselves twelve stones from here, ..... and each one of you take up a stone on his shoulder, according to the number of the tribes of the children of Israel, that this may be a sign among you when your children ask in time to come, saying, ‘What do these stones mean to you?’ Then you shall answer them that the waters of the Jordan were cut off before the ark of the covenant of the Lord; when it crossed over the Jordan, the waters of the Jordan were cut off. And these stones shall be for a memorial to the children of Israel forever.
I have often pondered the Old Testament ritual of setting up memorials for remembrance of what the Lord has done in the lives of His people. I ponder this because I so easily forget the mighty things that God does on a regular basis in my life. I wish that I had memorials to remind my feeble sin laden mind of the wonderfully kind and personal God I serve.
In the thick of the day to day when life is hectic for me and it is difficult for me to obey God, I need to remember the wonderful, personal acts of kindness God has specifically orchestrated in my life for me, Wendy Petta.
Not coincidences.
Not luck.
Not chance.
But purposeful acts of God.
Times when He reaches His hand into my life and moves on my behalf to say:
"I love you"
"I will never leave you, nor forsake you."
"I am going to provide for your every need"
" I delight in delighting you......."
So, while I cannot pile rock upon rock. I can pile words. And this is what I am going to do for the next several posts on my blog. Here is my monument to my great God and King.
Here is where I will pile my real life true stories upon stories to remind myself of His UNWAVERING faithfulness in the life of a nobody.
In the thick of the day to day when life is hectic for me and it is difficult for me to obey God, I need to remember the wonderful, personal acts of kindness God has specifically orchestrated in my life for me, Wendy Petta.
Not coincidences.
Not luck.
Not chance.
But purposeful acts of God.
Times when He reaches His hand into my life and moves on my behalf to say:
"I love you"
"I will never leave you, nor forsake you."
"I am going to provide for your every need"
" I delight in delighting you......."
So, while I cannot pile rock upon rock. I can pile words. And this is what I am going to do for the next several posts on my blog. Here is my monument to my great God and King.
Here is where I will pile my real life true stories upon stories to remind myself of His UNWAVERING faithfulness in the life of a nobody.
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