Dear followers of Jesus and friends of His persecuted body…those of you who choose not to forget, even in the midst of a culture of distraction.
You are fathers and mothers, sisters and brothers, often alone yet persevering in a culture that wants to destroy remembrance.

When it is dark enough, you can see the stars.

~Ralph Waldo Emerson

Our times are begging for our response. Begging not just for our words and our sentiments but for our wholeness, our humanness.

We have been counted worthy to count the cost, here even in the Free West where we are not beheaded or driven from our homes. But perhaps the deadliest weapon formed against us is one meant to cause confusion and forgetfulness. The temptation comes to not live whole, to not remember, to not be human—our God given design.


At times the battle to stay awake in an environment that wants to lull us to sleep, harden our senses, callous our minds, automize our responses, is hard to discern. It feels beyond us. But that’s because it is. I keep being reminded this week…


God is our refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble. Therefore we will not fear though the earth gives way, though the mountains be moved into the heart of the sea, though its waters roar and foam, though the mountains tremble at its swelling. Selah

There is a river whose streams make glad the city of God, the holy habitation of the Most High. God is in the midst of her; she shall not be moved; God will help her when morning dawns. The nations rage, the kingdoms totter; he utters his voice, the earth melts. The LORD of hosts is with us; the God of Jacob is our fortress. Selah

Come, behold the works of the LORD, how he has brought desolations on the earth. He makes wars cease to the end of the earth; he breaks the bow and shatters the spear; he burns the chariots with fire.

“Be still, and know that I am God. I will be exalted among the nations, I will be exalted in the earth!”

The LORD of hosts is with us; the God of Jacob is our fortress. Selah


It’s beyond us. We’re not asked to carry the weight of the world or to shatter spears. We’re asked for one step after the other of faithfulness. We’re asked to remember. We can do that.

We can reach beyond survival into wonder if we would be still. We’re asked for trust. Have we yet even begun to imagine what power is wielded by our stillness, by our trust? Persevering and remembering with you today, #preachingtomyself.


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