Do you ever walk into a room and instantly forgot why you did? I’ve done that more times than I can count. I’ve also put the milk in the pantry and silverware in the trash. Since having children, I’ve become increasingly forgetful. But worse than that, I think I might have amnesia.
It’s a new school year at our house and we’ve started our catechism questions over again, from the beginning. I ask the kids, “Why did God make you and all things?” They answer, “For His own glory.” Not as forgetful as I, they recall the answer without much effort.
Sometimes, I need to return to the beginning to remember what is truly important.
Returning from my writer’s conference in July, my mind was full of ideas and lessons I had learned. I set goals for myself, made deadlines, and got to work. A few weeks later, I am stressed, overwhelmed, worried, and irritable. With the new homeschool year beginning, the schedule is already full. I can’t focus on anything else and there isn’t enough time. And why can’t the kids be quiet for even fifteen minutes?
Frustrated by my feelings of restlessness, worry, and discouragement, I stop writing and sit down with God. I open to the Psalms, where I know the words will reflect and mirror the feelings of my heart. But more than that, I know the prose penned so long ago will guide my thoughts and feelings back to Him.
I open to Psalm 147 and read through to the end of the book. My mind begins to clear, my memory is triggered, and I remember who I am.
“Praise the Lord. Sing to the Lord a new song, his praise in the assembly of the saints. Let Israel rejoice in their Maker; let the people of Zion be glad in their King. Let them praise his name with dancing and make music to him with tambourine and harp. For the Lord takes delight in his people; he crowns the humble with salvation. Let the saints rejoice in this honor and sing for joy on their beds.” Psalm 149:1-5
These Psalms (147-150) remind me that I was created to love and glorify my Maker. I was made to live a life of Praise, not one of stress, doubt, and confusion. With my heart so focused and distracted by my self-imposed goals and plans, I had developed heart amnesia. I forgot who I was and why I am here. My plans, goals, and dreams, while all good, had become a barrier, a cloudy haze, making it hard to remember who I was made to be.
Like a person with amnesia, sometimes I need my memory triggered to remind me who I am:
- completely known (Psalm 139)
- a treasured possession (Ephesians 1:14)
- a dearly loved child (Ephesians 5:1)
- a new creation (2 Corinthians 5:17)
- a possession of God (Isaiah 43:1)
- an heir of God (Galatians 4:7)
- pure and holy (1 Corinthians 1:30)
- free! (John 8:26)
The more I remember who I am in Christ, the more my heart responds with praise. Living a life of praise is a heart posture, a habit, a way of life. It’s the only way to truly live. And it’s what I was created for.
Do you ever have heart amnesia? What is it that triggers your memory?
“The man who has God for his treasure has all things in one. Many ordinary treasures may be denied him, or if he is allowed to have them, the enjoyment of them will be so tempered that they will never be necessary to his happiness. Or if he must see them go, one after one, he will scarcely feel a sense of loss, for having the Source of all things he has in One all satisfaction, all pleasure, all delight.” A.W. Tozer
Praising God in community for (#1766-1782):
For the eight above truths that remind me who I am
start of homeschool
enjoying the new curriculum
Opportunity where I thought there wasn’t
Planning a new study for my ladies at church and my friends here
My husband helping out with a few school activities, especially with the worm habitat
Husband rescuing us from a huge frog hopping around the living room:)
Boys who want to do chores, and one is finally big enough to vacuum and mop!