These are the journeys of the children of Israel, which went forth out of the land of Egypt with their armies under the hand of Moses and Aaron. And Moses wrote their goings out according to their journeys by the commandment of the LORD: and these are their journeys according to their goings out. | ||
| Numbers 33:1–2 | ||
| Every stop along the way, every place we’ve pitched our tent, every time we’ve pulled up stakes to move on, God remembers. I wish that could be said of me. My kids will say, “Dad, remember when we did that?” But I don’t. I forget the places we stopped and some of the things we’ve done. Not our Father. He remembers it all. In Hebrews 6:10, we read that God is not unrighteous to forget our works and our labor of love. God never forgets anything we’ve done. Whenever we’ve done what He’s led us to do, He records it, remembers it, and eventually rewards it (Matthew 10:42). He never forgets - not a single work. God has led you from stop to stop, from place to place that you have long since forgotten about, like the time your co-worker was bogged down with a bunch to do and you chose to stay an extra twenty minutes to help him; the time you helped in the nursery when it wasn’t even your turn; the time you stood by the one in your seventh grade class whom everyone else was picking on. “I remember when you chose to do what I led you to do, when you pitched your tent where I told you to pitch it,” God says. “It’s in My scrapbook. It might be boring to others, forgotten by you, but it’s important to Me.” Pastor Jon Courson. | ||
