Sometimes our “rememberer” doesn’t remember as good as we’d like it to remember. (Ladies, that is the simple and yet profound explanation for husbands not remembering anniversaries, birthdays, etc.) Anyway, our minds grow so cluttered and so logged with the details of life that sometimes we just don’t remember.
Some memories seem to lose their significance with the passing of time for some reason. How many in our nation stop and reflect on December 7th and remember it as “a date which will live in infamy”? Where are the great memorials on that day? There are some, but not many. How many spend a great deal of time in reflection each September 11th and remember the horrific events of “9/11”? Again, there are those who do but not like there was in 2002 and 2003.
Jesus died on the cross nearly 2,000 years ago. How often do we remember? That’s why He instituted a memorial every first day of the week—to remember to remember!