My home and office are peppered by small gifts from the Russian orphaned children I have met on my trips with Children's HopeChest: arts and crafts, letters, bracelets, pictures, stuffed animals. I have also left behind things: tshirts, ONE bracelets, pictures, CDs, a guitar, soccer balls. Each time an orphaned child has given me a gift it hasn't been because it was a special occasion - my birthday or Christmas. It was because they had more than they needed and intended to offload unwanted clutter. Every gift given was accompanied by these words: 'Remember me.'
We are all so forgetful. We not only forget the simple and mundane things: what it was you needed at the grocery store, to move the laundry from the washer to the dryer in due time, to put the milk back in the fridge. But we also forget things of life and death, namely, relationships. We forget the people closest to us. We forget God. God in God's grace knew this about our species and gave us tools to combat the deadly disease of forgetfulness.
The Israelites stacked stones. When Joshua led the Israelites into the Promised Land, the first thing they did was stop and make a memorial so that when generations down the road would ask what happened here at the Jordan River, they would REMEMBER. They set up a system to remind them. Read about it. It was pretty often that the Israelites would stack 12 stones (for the 12 tribes of Israel) as an altar, as a memorial. Why was this necessary? Because they knew that they were part of something spectacular, a life full of adventure and romance, a cosmic story. Because God knew and they knew that they were prone to forgetting their Maker, their Master. They knew that if they forgot this, it would kill them.
For all that orphaned children do not know - how to live independently, how to give and receive healthy affection, how to forgive, how to trust - they do know that being forgotten is a matter of life and death.
As you go through your day, look for ways to remember. At noon pray for orphans in Eastern Europe as they are approaching bedtime and most of them do not sleep through the night. At red lights, take a breath and pray that God would speak tenderly to those who are alone. When you eat, pray for those who are hungry.
By remembering them, you will find yourself in community with them, in relationships with them. And it is relationships that save us. Your memory will move you to action, compel you to compassion.
Don't forget.
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