Call to Remembrance

I pulled over for a photograph on Memorial Day when I saw this flag and cross standing together on the corner of a residential neighborhood. I am not a flag worshipper, but I am grateful to live in the United States, and I am grateful for the personal sacrifices that have been made to protect the freedoms of its citizens.

The following is an excerpt from the devotional "Days of Praise" published yesterday by the Institute for Creation Research. It eloquently stated my feelings about Memorial Day:

"Memorial Day should not be merely an occasion to give people a three-day time of leisure and pleasure, but rather a call to remembrance of those who suffered and died to ensure our political and religious freedoms—especially that freedom to believe and proclaim the saving gospel of Christ, which so motivated our forefathers."

"And it is even more important, every day, to call to remembrance the unfathomable sacrifice of the Lord Jesus Christ who died, not just to give us temporal freedom, but eternal freedom, providing everlasting life to all those who believe. We have a formal time for remembering this—whenever we observe the special supper He established, remembering His broken body and shed blood. “This do in remembrance of me,” He said (1 Corinthians 11:24-25), and Christians have been remembering Him in this way ever since He met with His disciples the night before He died for our sins."

Redeemed!

I give thanks for the servant heart, for the timeless writings, of Charles Spurgeon: Here is an excerpt from one of his morning devotionals:

"The thief upon the cross was justified the moment that he turned the eye of faith to Jesus; and Paul, the aged, after years of service, was not more justified than was the thief with no service at all. We are today accepted in the Beloved, today absolved from sin, today acquitted at the bar of God. Oh! soul-transporting thought!"

Made alive, in Christ

During a photo excursion last week I spotted this rusted metal scrap "planted" on a beach. Of course I saw a cross, but it occurred to me that many passersby saw only a piece of twisted metal. I was encouraged by the realization that other believers passing by saw the same thing I did, and their thoughts went to Jesus, our Redeemer King. Thanks be to God for His perfect plan, and to Jesus for His obedience to the Father, even unto death. How wonderful to know that He is alive! That the sting of death has been defeated and the promise to His surrendered children is life eternal!