Take Care, Lest You Forget
“And when the Lord your God brings you into the land that he swore to your fathers, to Abraham, to Isaac, and to Jacob, to give you—with great and good cities that you did not build, and houses full of all good things that you did not fill, and cisterns that you did not dig, and vineyards and olive trees that you did not plant—and when you eat and are full, then take care lest you forget the Lord.” [Deuteronomy 6:10-12]
Memory is a fickle thing. We are often too quick to forget the goodness we have received, often too willing to look to the next without being properly grateful for the now.
It is one reason that I love the Thanksgiving holiday, though it can seem a little trite, and it is the reason that so much of Deuteronomy repeats the central theme of memory.
Remember. Remember. Remember.
And give thanks.
We live in the echoes of a thousand graces. We put on the clothes and coats of generation after generation of the faithful who toiled earnestly and honestly in radical dependence on the mercies of God. We wake in the homes their piety built. We reap the harvest of their devotion.
So many have done so much in the face of frightful challenges.
But more than all of this – above and beyond it all – stand the blessings and graces of God.
God’s reminder to the Israelites was not unreasonable nor was it risky.
God had blessed them before, had brought them out of Egypt, through the wilderness, and to the very border of the Promised Land, promised so very long ago. All this despite Israel having been unwilling and undeserving.
These were faithful words. They were covenantal words. They were words of agape.
They were a reminder that grace is grace in the calm and in the storm.
And now, when we are in the storm, or at least on its outer fringe, we need that grace all the more.
Let praise rise up and overflow
My song resound forever
For grace will see me welcomed home
To walk beside my Saviour