I find that practicing what I’m calling a spiritual discipline of remembrance-through-scripture actively lives out Paul’s admonition to not receive God’s grace in vain (2 Cor 6:1). Because remembering who God is, who I am, and just how much I daily need His grace, helps to keep the gospel at the forefront of my mind. Today’s remembrance takes us to the record of the Great Flood. This account gives us great insight into God’s holiness, power, and hatred of sin. It reveals port

Beginnings are important to remember. So today, let’s remember—from the beginning. In the beginning was God and His Christ and the Spirit hovering over the deep (1). They were in perfect unity, before time began. And all They created was good (2). Let’s remember that . . . He brought about order. And into the darkness He brought light (3). Let’s remember that . . . We are made in His image (4). For He breathed life into Adam (5) . . . for purpose (6). Let’s remember that . .

In this advent season of Easter, let’s keep remembering God’s Beloved Son. And keep reminding faith that we are living in the advent of His return. Infuse your heart today with the remembrance of this: How priceless is your unfailing love! Both high and low among men find refuge in the shadow of your wings. They feast on the abundance of your house; you give them drink from your river of delights. For with you is the fountain of life; in your light we see light (Ps 36:7-9). R

March 2020—early in the shutdown, much was unknown and uncertain. Here in Georgia at the time, many people thought the shutdown would last only two weeks. Then three. Three weeks turned into four. Summer came . . . and went. Then Fall. We’ve now arrived at another marker, one year later. As Easter neared last year, I remember fretting about the unthinkable possibility that the church building would still be closed when Easter Sunday rolled around. Gloom loomed at the realizat

What a wonderful thing our memory is! We remember facts. We remember stats and trivia. We remember activities and events. We remember sights and smells. We even remember sounds. I vividly remember the chant of the psalter, echoing off the marble in the church of my childhood. I remember the sound, more than the actual words. (Maybe because they were in Greek?) It’s a liturgy dating back to the 4th century. It was a call to worship. The call is constant and never fades. When w

Rend your heart and not your garments. Return to the LORD your God, for he is gracious and compassionate, slow to anger and abounding in love, and he relents from sending calamity (Joel 2:13). There is a season, leading up to Easter, that has a unique rhythm all its own. A rhythm that has chimed through centuries of celebrating the Risen Christ. Today we enter that season, cadenced with spiritual rhythms beheld by countless Christians who have gone before us. For the tem