Wednesday: July 8, 2020

Hosea 10:1 The people of Israel were like a grapevine that was full of grapes. The more prosperous they were, the more altars they built. The more productive their land was, the more beautiful they made the sacred stone pillars they worship.

Which is the better option or which of these two extremes would you prefer: ‘not being able to forget anything or not being able to remember anything? That was the story of two characters I came across in a recent drama and after following this story, it was quite difficult to choose one side. I dare say that the ability to remember or forget, are for very good reasons and are not accidental at all. Even for God, while he remembers his covenant with us at all times, in his memory, our confessed sins are forgiven and forgotten.

However, in our human circles, forgetting does not often come easy. Circumstances have to align along a certain dimension to create an alternative which then has to successfully override what is already present- that is how we forget. This was the story of Israel as Hosea highlighted: when their vines blossomed and their land prospered, their hearts and minds turned away from the Lord.

They were so blinded by wealth and good times that God did not matter. In a different sense too, they could have been so blinded by harsh times that they also forgot the goodness of God. The prayer in proverbs 30:7-9 comes to mind ‘O God, I beg two favors from you before I die: First, help me never to tell a lie. Second, give me neither poverty nor riches! Give me just enough to satisfy my needs! For if I grow rich, I may become content without God. And if I am too poor, I may steal and thus insult God’s holy name.’

This prayer had one intention in mind, to tell God “always keep me in a place where you matter in my life”. That is a simple prayer, but it is one that acknowledges that our sufficiency is of God. Thus should be our prayer also so that no circumstance in our life would ever move us to a position where God no longer has a place in our lives. That my dear, is treacherous ground.


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