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It’s Memorial Day weekend and
Ingleside folks are observing it in a number of ways.
Our family gathered at Memorial Day has its history
following the War Between the States.
In 1868 an army general, John Logan,
ordered that the graves of Union soldiers who died in the “recent
rebellion” (as he termed it), should be decorated strewn flower petals.
Southern communities were already doing
this at confederate cemeteries and this May observance started out by
being called Decoration Day.
Southerners expanded it from decorating
military graves to putting flowers on the graves of family members,
military or not. Most Sundays, I pray for our
military during my pastoral prayer in worship.
Since the latest It is fitting that we should
honor those who have sacrificed themselves for our freedom.
And it is troubling that the American
people seem content to abdicate more of our personal freedoms to
government control.
But I won’t “chase that rabbit” this
morning. I’ve entitled this morning’s
message
Every Day Should Be Memorial Day.
Let me explain the title.
God realizes that we often forget what He
has done for us.
In Deut. 6:12 Moses issued a final warning
to the Israelites just before they entered the Promised Land:
“Take care lest you forget the
Lord, who brought you out of the land of Egypt, out of the house of
slavery.”
The Hebrew word for
memorial means “to remember.”
Given our tendency to forget, it is little
wonder that memorials have played an important role in the Bible.
Noah, Abraham and Moses built a number of
altars to commemorate God’s guidance and deliverance in the lives of His
people.
After God destroyed the world in a flood,
He told Noah, “Whenever you see the rainbow, remember My promise that I
will never destroy the earth by water again.”
So every time we see a rainbow, we can
remember that promise too. On this Memorial Day Weekend, I
want to focus on a special memorial that was built in Joshua 4.
The Hebrew people had left And during this time Joshua set
up twelve more stones in the midst of the
It was a
time of:
We talked about the old couple
having trouble remembering things earlier this month in a sermon.
And it’s amusing to watch some of you
trying to recollect what that story was about.
(A brief hint: ice cream with strawberries
vs. bacon and eggs.)
Since I tend to forget things, I live by
lists of things I write down.
The problem is, I sometimes forget where I
put the paper I wrote the list on.
Verse 7 tells us that the
“stones shall be to the people of Apply that to yourself.
What kind of memorials do you have in your
life this morning?
Whether we realize it or not, we all have
memorials in our lives.
They may not be a circle of stones, but one
built in memories.
Several stand out for me. I
have memories of
places.
My
home church where I first committed myself to Christ.
Where I married Rachel and baptized my
three children.
A hillside in I also have memories of
people.
These are people that God has used in my
life.
Some are school teachers and Sunday School
teachers who made me love learning.
Some of them are people who encouraged me
to go into the ministry.
How often do we sit down and thank God for
those people that He has used in our lives? I have memories of
experiences, of God’s
answering prayer and God’s marvelous hand of provision.
Through them I have learned invaluable
lessons on faith. There are mementos of the
past.
The shelves of my office are dotted with
miscellaneous objects that remind me of life experiences and mission
trips.
Each object triggers memories of what
happened then—of what God did and how the experience impacted my life.
In Joshua 4, two memorials were
erected…one in the midst of the And
these memorials, according
to our passage, were to serve
as the
basis for sharing faith with their children.
We see two places that concept is
emphasized in chapter 4—in verses 6 and 7 that I’ve already read and
again in verses 21-23.
The intention of a memorial was to provoke
questioning from future generations.
I have read before that Christianity is
never more than one generation away from extinction.
My Reformed belief in a sovereign, electing
God knows that statement is not entirely true.
However, while Christianity is spreading in
many areas of the world, particularly in the southern hemisphere, we see
the influence of Christianity declining in our country.
Think with me about how far our
country has drifted away from its foundation in just one generation.
In 1962, prayer in schools was declared
illegal.
The next year, Bible reading was outlawed
in the public schools.
In 1980 it was declared illegal to post the
Ten Commandments in schools.
Christmas vacation is now called Winter
Break.
God warned British poet Samuel Coleridge
once had a discussion with a man who firmly believed that children
should not be given formal religious instruction, but should be free to
choose their own religious faith when they reached maturity.
Coleridge did not disagree, but later
invited the man into his somewhat neglected garden.
The man exclaimed, “You call this a garden?
There are nothing but weeds here.”
Coleridge replied, “Well, you see, I did
not wish to infringe upon the liberty of the garden in any way.
I was just giving the garden a chance to
express itself.”
These memorial stones were to be a signpost to a
lost world.
Josh. 4:24
“So that all the peoples of the
earth may know that the hand of the Lord is mighty, that you may fear
the Lord your God forever.”
It has always been God’s intention that the
whole world should “know”
that He is the only living God.
Not only was the crossing of the Jordan
River a moving event for
Joshua 4:8
“And the
people of Israel did just as Joshua commanded & took up twelve stones
out of the midst of the Jordan, according to the number of tribes of the
people of Israel, just as the Lord told Joshua.
And they carried them over with them to the
place where they lodged & laid them down there.” Joshua not only ordered these
men to go back but he joined them back to the center of the riverbed.
While the men carried their twelve stones
back to shore, it appears that Joshua personally picked up twelve stones
and built a memorial in the very center of the riverbed, as a personal
act of worship.
After he finished his altar and the twelve
guys carrying the stones reached shore, Joshua commanded the priests
that were carrying the Ark of the Covenant to come up from the riverbed.
(Vs. 16-18)
Notice verse 18:
“And when
the priests bearing the ark of the covenant of the Lord came up from the
midst of the Not only was this to be a time of personal
commitment, but it was to be a…
Vs. 19-20
“The people
came up out of the They left the edge of the river
and went to a place called Gilgal to make their camp.
It was on the eastern border of For us today, we should look
back at the spiritual monuments in our lives that stand out as times
when God changed our direction and gave us new hope and a new sense of
purpose.
As we see the faithfulness of God in the
past, it should spur us on to abandon ourselves to God and to step out
into the unknown to take new territory for Him.
What did these stones mean?
They tell us of God’s past activity, His
power and His might and our need to fear and reverence Him.
When our children see the “stones” of our
lives, what will they remember?
Will remember us for our faith?
For our consistency in serving the Lord?
For our Christ-likeness?
Will they remember you for the inheritance
of love that you leave them?
Will you be remembered as one who lived
life to the fullest?
Will they see you as one who knew how to
enjoy life?
I hope Rachel and the boys will not be glad
that I am gone because I was a “sour apple” in life.
About 10 years ago, a young and
very successful executive named Josh was traveling down a Josh jumped out of the car,
grabbed the kid and pushed him against a parked car, shouting, “Who are
you? And what the heck were you doing? That’s my new Jag and the brick
you threw is going to cost you a lot of money.”
“Please, mister, please…I’m sorry. I didn’t
know what else to do. I threw the brick because no one would stop.”
Tears were dripping down the boy’s chin as
he pointed around the parked car.
“It’s my brother, mister,” he said.
“He rolled off the curb and fell out of his
wheelchair and I can’t lift him up.”
Sobbing, the boy pleaded, “Would you please
help me get him back into his wheelchair?
He’s hurt and he’s too heavy for me.”
Moved beyond words, the young
executive tried desperately to swallow the swelling lump in his throat.
Straining, he lifted the young man back
into the wheelchair and took out his handkerchief and wiped the scrapes
and cuts, checking to see that everything else was ok.
He then walked with them to make sure that
the younger brother was able to get them back home all right.
It was a long walk back to the
sleek, black, shining 12-cylinder Jaguar XKE—a long and slow walk. Josh
never did fix that side door.
He kept the dent to remind him not to go
through life so fast that someone has to throw a brick at him to get his
attention again. The monument of twelve stones
at Gilgal was to serve as a visible reminder of the faithfulness of God.
It was a silent monument to a special day
that the people of God boldly placed their feet in the surging, rushing
current of the Remember that, people of faith.
Don’t wait for someone to throw a brick at
you to get your attention.
Let’s pray. Please visit us at our next worship service.
In Christ,
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