When you have eaten and are satisfied, praise the Lord your God for the good land he has given you. Be careful that you do not forget the Lord your God…Otherwise, when you eat and are satisfied, when you build fine houses and settle down, and when your herds and flocks grow large and your silver and gold increase and all you have is multiplied, then your heart will become proud and you will forget the Lord your God, who brought you out of Egypt, out of the land of slavery. He led you through the vast and dreadful wilderness, that thirsty and waterless land, with its venomous snakes and scorpions. He brought you water out of hard rock. He gave you manna to eat in the wilderness, something your ancestors had never known, to humble and test you so that in the end it might go well with you. You may say to yourself, “My power and the strength of my hands have produced this wealth for me.” But remember the Lord your God… (Deut. 8: 10-18)
The people of Israel had wandered a long time. For forty years they faced their inner giants: need, want, and those devious Woe is Me’s. Now they were about to enter into the promised land they’ve longed for. Promised and amazing – but not heaven. There were new giants, different and unknown giants, some even bigger giants.
Yet, hadn’t God proved his love and his own unmatched giantness over and over and back again?
And here they are entering a new land- a new phase- of His faithfulness and he knows their weaknesses. So He gives them those last important reminders to etch on their hearts. Sticky notes of caution. Words in the huddle that are clear and precise and urgent: DON’T FORGET.
Don’t forget I love you. Don’t forget it is ME that has led you to this place. Don’t forget, I want to bless you. But blessings can pack a punch if you’re not careful, so:
Be glad. Be thankful. Be free…
Remember who you are, and from what you’ve been rescued.
Remember me, your God and serve no other
… because I love you.
You are mine.
And I have called you by name.
There is power in not forgetting from where we’ve come.
There is power in remembering He loved us first.
I am a sinner, stained and blemished, saved from a fate I deserved. Saved by a love-scarred lamb. Saved by his grace alone that saved from the darkened streets that were trying to consume me. There was nothing I did that earned me anything I’ve ever received. Nothing.
I am a daughter of the Lord God Almighty, maker of heaven and earth. Clothed in a wedding gown, made shining white by a layed-down Life that paid its price. He has set in the heavenlies. His little princess, the apple of his eye, living free… with irrevocable access to his lap.
I am sinner and I am daughter.
I am both.
And in both, I am beloved.
Father, thank you for your sticky notes. Etch them deep into my heart.
In the desert I am led and fed. In the promised land, I make my bed because you bled.
In both lands there are giants – different tactics but the same enemy who wants to kill, steal and destroy. In both realities, I need you. In both I WILL REMEMBER: You are God… and I will serve you, and you alone.