Always Remember

When your prayer is answered, do you marvel in it? Is it easy for you to remember and give thanks? Many months later? After years have passed?

I have a tendency to forget. I move on with a new prayer. I rub my bottle of requests hoping to see the smoke of deliverance—God granting another plea. 

This morning, I spent time in reflection paging through my past journal entries. God has answered so many of my heart’s cries. I honed in on one in particular. I held it up as an offering. Before rushing to another prayer, I laid this one on the alter of thanksgiving, vowing to always remember.

I looked over at a wooden seahorse that is propped up in my creative space where I write, pray and meditate. I bought it a while ago and wanted to write something special on it, but nothing seemed appropriate…until now.

I’d seen a piece of art with this quote on it: 

“I will remember the days that I prayed for what I have now.”

I liked it so much, it became my new mantra. It reminded me of all the things I had prayed for and God answered, or graciously didn’t answer.

In the coming days, I committed to putting the saying on my beloved seahorse. Except I tweaked it a bit.

“Remember the days you prayed for the things you have now.”

There are many “things” that I have now—healing, saved loved ones, provision, transformation, reconciliation, wisdom…Numerous prayers that came into being and I want to remember every one of them.

In the days forward, I’ve made a commitment to be in awe of the gift of answered prayer—no longer hurried to ask my “genie” to grant my next request. 
I’m becoming curious as to what God is doing in my life during the wait.

I trust Him more readily.

I meditate on the time it took to receive (or not receive) His intercession. I’m living with open hands, open plans.

And I remember.

I remember the days I prayed for the things I have now.

“May I never forget the good things he does for me.”

Psalm 103:1-4