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THE DIARY
When I was in high school I had a blue leather diary and every night I would record the happenings of the day in it. My thoughts, hopes and dreams were all carefully put down in the pages of my diary. Nothing was left out. I wrote about all my boy friends in great detail, what we said, what we did and where we went. It was all down in black and white, never to be forgotten.
Sometimes on a rainy day I would read through my diary, remembering the things that had taken place, reliving the past. These memories were all kept under lock and key in the little blue book that contained every detail of my teenage years.
Several years later I met a wonderful person and found out what real love was all about. It wasn't long before he slipped a diamond ring on my finger and a wedding date was set. I was on the threshold of a new life with a new name and a bright shining future. The past was forgotten.
Or was it? There on my dresser rested my old diary. It cried out to me to remember the past. It invited me to open it and relive what used to be. It begged to be packed and taken along to my new home and to become a part of my new life.
The day before my wedding I took the diary out into the back yard, tore out all the pages and heaped them up into a pile. Then I took a match and watched my past go up in flames. When there was nothing left but ashes, I scooped them up and threw them into the air, watching the wind carry them away. My past was gone. I could start anew.
Perhaps when Jesus' disciples gathered in the upper room on the day of Pentecost there was also a diary burning of sorts. The tongues of fire came down upon them annihilating past memories and then the rushing mighty wind of the Spirit removed the past from them as far as the east is from the west. The 120 believers left the place ready to go forth as new creatures, forgetting those things which were behind. Peter, who had denied the Lord three times, was now free to preach the gospel without condemnation. Old things had truly passed away!
How many past events do you still have recorded in the diary of your heart? How often do you rustle through the pages bringing to remembrance your failures, your short-comings, your sins of the past? Are you still holding on to things best forgotten, going over them in your mind on cloudy days? Do the years that you spent serving the devil intrude into your new life with Christ Jesus?
It's time to rip up your diary and allow the flames of God's love to consume it. Don't keep it in your house where you are tempted to go over the past again and again. Cast it out and allow the wind of the Spirit to blow it away.
Your Bridegroom is waiting for you. He desires for you to walk in a new and living way, leaving the past behind. Don't bring your old diary on your honeymoon. There are so many new and wonderful things that lie ahead with Jesus. Behold, He makes all things new!
Sometimes on a rainy day I would read through my diary, remembering the things that had taken place, reliving the past. These memories were all kept under lock and key in the little blue book that contained every detail of my teenage years.
Several years later I met a wonderful person and found out what real love was all about. It wasn't long before he slipped a diamond ring on my finger and a wedding date was set. I was on the threshold of a new life with a new name and a bright shining future. The past was forgotten.
Or was it? There on my dresser rested my old diary. It cried out to me to remember the past. It invited me to open it and relive what used to be. It begged to be packed and taken along to my new home and to become a part of my new life.
The day before my wedding I took the diary out into the back yard, tore out all the pages and heaped them up into a pile. Then I took a match and watched my past go up in flames. When there was nothing left but ashes, I scooped them up and threw them into the air, watching the wind carry them away. My past was gone. I could start anew.
Perhaps when Jesus' disciples gathered in the upper room on the day of Pentecost there was also a diary burning of sorts. The tongues of fire came down upon them annihilating past memories and then the rushing mighty wind of the Spirit removed the past from them as far as the east is from the west. The 120 believers left the place ready to go forth as new creatures, forgetting those things which were behind. Peter, who had denied the Lord three times, was now free to preach the gospel without condemnation. Old things had truly passed away!
How many past events do you still have recorded in the diary of your heart? How often do you rustle through the pages bringing to remembrance your failures, your short-comings, your sins of the past? Are you still holding on to things best forgotten, going over them in your mind on cloudy days? Do the years that you spent serving the devil intrude into your new life with Christ Jesus?
It's time to rip up your diary and allow the flames of God's love to consume it. Don't keep it in your house where you are tempted to go over the past again and again. Cast it out and allow the wind of the Spirit to blow it away.
Your Bridegroom is waiting for you. He desires for you to walk in a new and living way, leaving the past behind. Don't bring your old diary on your honeymoon. There are so many new and wonderful things that lie ahead with Jesus. Behold, He makes all things new!
