I have a daughter who was born on Valentines day. So we had a family dinner with the family that was around – a small gathering this year. After our usual tradition of going around and giving each person an opportunity to express love and appreciation for the birthday girl, Strokeman said he would like to read Psalm 1 for us and say a few words about it. He proceeded to recite the entire Psalm from memory. It was a blessing beyond compare to hear him speak these words without even stumbling once. This is the beauty of what they call crystalized memory; an argument for memorizing scripture if I have ever heard one. Because he put the time in long ago to study and memorize scripture, he can recall it now. He may not be able to accurately apply it to new situations, but he can draw comfort from it, and he can encourage his daughter with it, and he can bless my heart.
I am thankful for the gift of God’s word to remind us of the truth, even when our brains aren’t what they used to be. I am thankful for the Gift of the Word that became flesh and dwelt among us. And I am thankful that He left us with a comforter, the Holy Spirit to teach us, and to write His word on our hearts.
I’ll get by!