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May 28th Evening
“This I recall to my mind, therefore have I hope.” — Lamentations 3:21
Memory is frequently the bondslave of despondency. Despairing minds call to remembrance every dark foreboding in the past, and dilate upon every gloomy feature in the present; thus memory, clothed in sackcloth, presents to the mind a cup of mingled gall and wormwood. There is, however, no necessity for this. Wisdom can readily transform memory into an angel of comfort. That same recollection which in its left hand brings so many gloomy omens, may be trained to bear in its right a wealth of hopeful signs. She need not wear a crown of iron, she may encircle her brow with a fillet of gold, all spangled with stars. Thus it was in Jeremiah’s experience: in the previous verse memory had brought him to deep humiliation of soul: “My soul hath them still in remembrance, and is humbled in me”; and now…
this same memory restored him to life and
comfort. “This I recall to my mind, therefore have I hope.” Like a
two-edged sword, his memory first killed his pride with one edge, and then
slew his despair with the other. As a general principle, if we would
exercise our memories more wisely, we might, in our very darkest distress,
strike a match which would instantaneously kindle the lamp of comfort.
There is no need for God to create a new thing upon the earth in order to
restore believers to joy; if they would prayerfully rake the ashes of the
past, they would find light for the present; and if they would turn to the
book of truth and the throne of grace, their candle would soon shine as
aforetime. Be it ours to remember the lovingkindness of the Lord, and to
rehearse His deeds of grace. Let us open the volume of recollection which
is so richly illuminated with memorials of mercy, and we shall soon be
happy. Thus memory may be, as Coleridge calls it, “the bosom-spring of
joy,” and when the Divine Comforter bends it to His service, it may be
chief among earthly comforters.
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“This I recall to my mind, therefore have I hope.” — Lamentations 3:21
Memory is frequently the bondslave of despondency. Despairing minds call to remembrance every dark foreboding in the past, and dilate upon every gloomy feature in the present; thus memory, clothed in sackcloth, presents to the mind a cup of mingled gall and wormwood. There is, however, no necessity for this. Wisdom can readily transform memory into an angel of comfort. That same recollection which in its left hand brings so many gloomy omens, may be trained to bear in its right a wealth of hopeful signs. She need not wear a crown of iron, she may encircle her brow with a fillet of gold, all spangled with stars. Thus it was in Jeremiah’s experience: in the previous verse memory had brought him to deep humiliation of soul: “My soul hath them still in remembrance, and is humbled in me”; and now…
this same memory restored him to life and
comfort. “This I recall to my mind, therefore have I hope.” Like a
two-edged sword, his memory first killed his pride with one edge, and then
slew his despair with the other. As a general principle, if we would
exercise our memories more wisely, we might, in our very darkest distress,
strike a match which would instantaneously kindle the lamp of comfort.
There is no need for God to create a new thing upon the earth in order to
restore believers to joy; if they would prayerfully rake the ashes of the
past, they would find light for the present; and if they would turn to the
book of truth and the throne of grace, their candle would soon shine as
aforetime. Be it ours to remember the lovingkindness of the Lord, and to
rehearse His deeds of grace. Let us open the volume of recollection which
is so richly illuminated with memorials of mercy, and we shall soon be
happy. Thus memory may be, as Coleridge calls it, “the bosom-spring of
joy,” and when the Divine Comforter bends it to His service, it may be
chief among earthly comforters.
To make sure you never miss an episode, please subscribe today wherever you listen to podcasts.
Producer: Todd Adkins
Voice Artist: Ian Cullen
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