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I've taken a couple weeks off from adding new hymns to my blog because I wanted to take my own suggestion from my last post and raise an Ebenezer. If that doesn't ring a bell, an Ebenezer simply a sign of God's faithfulness... literally a "stone of help" referenced in 1 Sam 7:12 and in the hymn "Come Thou Fount of Every Blessing." I have had some trouble coming up with something, but tonight I found it.
With all the rain we've had in Iowa the past couple months, our basement has had a steady trickle of water seeping in through the foundation and forming puddles on the floor. Not enough to cause major concern, but enough to threaten the few things we have stashed down there. Tonight I decided to make sure there wasn't anything of value among the junk, and I rescued a box of my old journals. Almost 20 years and thousands of pages worth of things that I thought were important enough to write down.
I have enjoyed looking through these books tonight. I laughed at the blue floral spiral-bound book with many entries devoted to listing names of each person present at any social gathering I attended. I don't know why I did that, but maybe I was evaluating my progress up or down the social ladder of ninth grade. If I knew you in 1996, you probably made some of my lists! I had my prolific days. During my last year of college, I filled an entire 500-page 8 1/2 x 11 volume with tiny handwriting that covers every inch of every page. It's amazing I even had time to live my life with all of the time I must have spent writing about it! There is the majority of a small black journal devoted to the months I was dating and falling in love with the man who is now my husband. I had fun reading so many little details that I have totally forgotten 8 years later. More recently, I have tried to write down the things I want to remember about my daughter's 2 years of life - and my own journey as her mama.
So, here I raise my Ebenezer. A stack of scribbles that are filled with evidence that God has brought me to this place. There are so many memories that I would have lost if I hadn't written them down. Some of them are embarrassing. Most of them are insignificant. But these journals are packed full of evidence that God has been with me every step of the way.
What about you? Is there anything you keep around to remind you of God's faithfulness in your life? I would love to hear about it!
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