{"id":21469,"date":"2017-09-27T00:10:27","date_gmt":"2017-09-27T07:10:27","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/lccredding.com\/lcc\/?p=11687"},"modified":"2017-09-27T00:10:27","modified_gmt":"2017-09-27T07:10:27","slug":"september-27-2017","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.lccredding.org\/church\/2017\/09\/27\/september-27-2017\/","title":{"rendered":"September 27, 2017"},"content":{"rendered":"<div style=\"backgrounder: transparent url('http:\/\/lccredding.com\/lcc\/wp-content\/uploads\/sept-alternate_edited-5.jpg'); backgrounder-size: 600px 300px; left top repeat 0 100% width: 600px; margin: 10px auto; padding: 10px 80px 10px 85px; width: 90%,;\">\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"color: #000000;\"><em>\u201cCan a woman forget her nursing child, and not have compassion on the son of her womb? Surely they may forget, yet I will not forget you. See, I have inscribed you on the palms of My hands\u2026\u201d<\/em> Isaiah 49:15-16<\/span><\/p>\n<h2><strong><span style=\"color: #000000;\">Feeding a Memory<\/span><\/strong><\/h2>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000;\">My husband and I used to own a cabin in the woods. We had to drive up a long, steep dirt driveway to get to the front door; once we arrived, we were quite secluded. We planted apple trees there and hung them with aluminum foil to keep the deer away. We replaced the inefficient woodstove with a new one and wallpapered the living room. One thing we never did was fix the squeaky screen door, and when we sold the place years later, I purposely listened to the sound of that door one last time. It squeaked as it always had, and comforted me. I didn\u2019t want to ever forget it, because the sound of it would always remind me of our early years together when life held out so much hope. At the end, I did my best to engrave it into my memory.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000;\">I do the same thing every time I go to the rugged northern California coast. I stand at water\u2019s edge, feel the pebbly sand on my bare feet as cold waves swirl around my ankles, and look out over the vast depths. I breathe deeply of the fragrance of the ocean; I listen hard to the waves and gulls; I embrace the wind on my face. Some people call this \u201cbeing in the moment.\u201d I am feeding a memory, engraving it into my mind. If I don\u2019t return for a long time, I will still have that memory, because I took the time to seize it, cling to it, and deeply drink of it.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000;\">Jesus engraved us into His memory. The nails of the Cross\u2014the implements of death caused by our sins\u2014created gaping, bloody wounds that became scars as they were healed. His glorified Body, which I\u2019ve always thought of as perfect, unmarred, and glorious, is actually scarred and reminds Him that He became our sacrifice. He carries the reminders with Him always.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000;\">He will never forget us. As we go about our day, may we engrave the memory deep within our souls of what He has done for us. We will do this by gazing a long time at Him, breathing in His fragrance, listening for His voice, and embracing His love.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000;\">Whenever you spend time with Him, be in the moment.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><em><span style=\"color: #000000;\">\u201cJesus, our willing Savior, we praise and glorify Your Name for engraving the memory of us into Your own skin and bones. Would You so penetrate our hearts with Your love that we will never forget You. In Your own Name we pray, Amen.\u201d<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>\u201cCan a woman forget her nursing child, and not have compassion on the son of her womb? 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