I have this problem…it begins with an object, and ends with me searching for minutes, days, or months for the same object. Most recently, it was the cookie dough I had put in the freezer. Last week, it was the lock/unlock button on my set of keys for my car. And in October, it was my beloved movie, Up. Now, losing one thing and finding it minutes later is one thing. Losing multiple objects and searching endlessly with no success is another thing. And sadly, it only leads to ridicule from the most wonderful roommates.
Maybe it’s senior-itis and constantly having other things on my mind. Perhaps it’s fried-brain that occurs come finals week. Whatever it is, the 11 pads of sticky notes sitting on my desk in a rainbow of colors, are proof that I need reminders.
I tend to lose things. And I often forget things.
So this blog isn’t really about my forgetfulness.
You see, I’m coming to realize there’s something beautiful about losing and forgetting. Not movies, keys, or food, but that which you can’t see. Scripture mentions losing and forgetting on different occasions…
“Whoever loses his life for My sake will find it…” (Matthew 10:39b)
“Forget the former things; do not dwell on the past.” (Isaiah 43:18)
What would it look like if we started letting go of things we hold on so tightly to? What if we tore up our schedule, or 5-year plan we’ve written out for our life? What if we gave up bitterness in exchange for forgiveness? What if guilt no longer weighed down on our shoulders? What if we gave up our need to be right? What if we quit re-hashing the same argument in our head, weeks after it actually occurred?
Like God displayed His power in the Exodus, He is ready and able to provide new exodus-like deliverances. His power is not exhausted. He is doing a new thing. Today is a new day, with new mercies and an abundance of grace.
We can relinquish our need to control everything. We can lose our self-determined “rights” in this life. And we can wait expectantly for God to change our agendas from ordinary to extraordinary.
And while we wait, we can actually start living. Less talk, more experience. See, when we let go, freedom comes in. Freedom to yes, remember where we’ve come from, but also, freedom to not beat ourselves up. Freedom to love deeply. Freedom to forgive. Freedom to celebrate. Freedom to live as God created us to live.