The Counselor, the Holy Spirit—the Father will send Him in My name—will teach you all things and remind you of everything I have told you. John 14:26
My words…
I wish I could take my thick, compacted brain and stretch it thin so all my memories would fall out in chronological order. I have forgotten more of my life than I remember. Like a puff of smoke, days, weeks, and years are gone.
Here’s the pitiful truth: If it weren’t for photos, I would not remember my high school graduation or what my wedding dress looked like. I cannot recall the names of book characters in manuscripts I myself have written! Birthdays? Forget it (literally).
In Your eternal wisdom, You embedded me with a personal reminder—not the buzzing, dinging, sticky-note kind. Oh, no. You gifted me Your Spirit to remind me of what You want me to remember. Wedding dresses and birthdays don’t make the list.
Holy Spirit, I have asked You to bring to my mind the truth You would have me remember today. Your response:
Satan is real. He attacks. I have armor. (Ephesians 6)
Don’t conform. Transform. (Romans 12)
When I’m walking a dark path, Your words light it up. (Psalm 119)
Jesus, You healed a blind man with holy spit. You can do anything. (John 19)
You are love. (the whole Bible)
Thank You for bringing Your words to the minds of Your disciples years after they were spoken. It makes for very good reading. The Apostle John remembered the words of one of Your prayers decades after You uttered it. This heart-felt, heart-breaking prayer takes up one entire chapter, more than 600 words (John 17). How comforted John must have been as he heard Your voice in his head and wrote each word.
I experience that same comfort when you bless my wispy memory with Your words of hope, peace, and wisdom. I don’t need to hear Your voice in my head. I hear it in my heart because that’s where You live.
