The purpose of museums is to collect, safeguard, see, and display evidence so others can learn. From the cradle to grave our lives are like a museum in public view for everyone to see, learn, and display our principles. People get a chance to look into our past as well as where our journey is taking us. Therefore, since we are surrounded by so great a cloud of witnesses, let us put aside everything that is deterring us from reaching our full potential.
It’s been said that a lack of oxygen to the brain can alter our short-term memory. Depression can also impact our short-term memory. Alcohol and drug abuse, concussions and other trauma to the head can impact short-term memory.
So how can we fix short-term memory loss? 1 Samuel 7:12 says, “Samuel took a single rock and set it upright between Mizpah and Shen. He named it “Ebenezer” (Rock of Help), saying, “This marks the place where God helped us.”
How do we fix short-term memory loss? Set up signposts where God helped you from the cradle to your current landmark. Write a journal. Write a blog. Make a video. Write poems/lyrics of a hymn. Write a Facebook post about God’s goodness that keeps running after you. Take a picture. Do a garden. Plant a tree.
The lyrics to the hymn “I Come to The Garden Alone” can be used as your Ebenezer (Rock of Help).
I come to the garden alone while the dew is still on the roses, and the voice I hear falling on my ear, the Son of God discloses. And He walks with me and He talks with me, and He tells me I am his own; and the joy we share as we tarry there, none other has ever known.
He speaks, and the sound of his voice, is so sweet the birds hush their singing, and the melody that He give to me within my heart is ringing. And He walks with me and He talks with me, and He tells me I am his own; and the joy we share as we tarry there, none other has ever known.
I stay in the garden with Him, though the night around me is falling. But He bids me go; through the voice of woe, His voice to me is calling. And He walk with me and He talks with me, and He tells me I am His own; and the joy we share as we tarry there, none other has ever known.
Finally, always return to your Ebenezer your Rock of Help where it marks the place where God helped you many times. C. Austin Miles is the author of the song ‘I come to the garden alone.’ His great-granddaughter said that the song was written in a cold, dreary and leaky basement in Pitman, New Jersey that didn’t even have a window in it let alone a view of a garden.
The lesson here is, you are never left alone when you are with God. You may not have everything humanly possible, but if you have God all things will be added to you.
PRAYER TIME: Father, thank you for hearing our cry and saving us from short-term memory loss of all the amazing times you have helped us. Thank you for nursing us back to good health and being patient with us. In Jesus Name, Amen