Remember by Karen Kingsbury and Gary Smalley.
This is the second installment in the Redemption series and wow wow wow! I’m still not over it. After finishing Book 1, Redemption, 2 weeks ago, I just had to get myself the second book and boy! was it worth it. If you haven’t read this book, I’m recommending it now!
I just love the way the authors manage to make the title of the book, which is usually an abstract noun or a verb rhyme with the whole story till the end.
Remember was basically about remembering, Kari got to remember her first love, her first husband and all, Ashley’s story was the bigger one with a deeper rooted meaning and bringing Alzheimer’s patients into the novel was just beautiful.
The authors also wrote about the 9/11 attacks in the novel. I was barely a toddler when the attacks happened, but the ability of the writers to carefully, adequately and expertly explain the attacks, from the plane crashes, to the global shock, to even little details like the smell of sulphur and ash, the smell of death, the smell of hell; I was taken to another place and time and God knows, I cried.
The narrative is exquisite and next to none really. The ability of the writers to write the novel from several view points, giving each character particular traits and a means of observation to make the narrative style unique is simply goals!
The ability of a Christian writers to also delve into the field of humanism, explaining the concept; giving it weight, credence and even life was beyond me. For well-founded Christians to expertly explain and showcase the minds of those who are dead-set against God, wow! Just wow! Extreme kudos to the authors, I cannot wait to read book 3.
This novel is simply a winner! The message given to readers at the end is basic. Don’t get too caught up! Remember the most important things in your life; remember your faith; remember your first love.
If you’re looking to develop your prayer life, here are some tips. They worked for me and I hope they work for you too.
First off, you need to stop thinking of prayer as a straight-laced, military-regimented kind of exercise. Open your mind to God, see it instead as a conversation with your Maker, the One who owns the Universe, talk to God as you would a close friend and then, just flow. Tell him anything and everything.
Second, I believe it essential for you to know yourself and know your limit. A friend once told me of how she wanted to get serious with her prayer life and decided to go an hour a day. It didn’t work out eventually. You should know your limit, if you’re not a person who is used to prayer. Start small, maybe 15 minutes a day, then gradually increase your prayer time as you get better. I started with an hour a week, gradually I increased to 30 minutes a day, then 45 minutes a day and on and on. Prayer is a gradual process. Do not neglect the process.
Fellowship with the Holy Spirit is also key to enjoying prayer time. When the Spirit communes with you often (and this can take on several forms) you’ll find yourself looking forward to prayer time just to enjoy those blessed moments with Him.
Finally, I’ll suggest that you get a prayer partner. Someone who you’re comfortable with who can pray for you and you can also pray for, or you could even join a prayer group.
Try these tips and if you notice an improvement in your prayer life don’t hesitate to share your testimony with me.
Feel free to comment other healthy tips to growing your prayer life, I’d love to hear from you.
Don’t hesitate to shar if this post has blessed you, you never know who could be in need of it.
In case no one noticed, I’ve been putting efforts into finishing EXP #1. That story has dragged on for way too long, but I hate forcing myself to write, so… here we are.
I think I’m making being a Christian Blogger a whole lot harder than it should be really, and I just hate leaving my blog without posting when I am when I am well within the means to post, so I asked the Holy Spirit and he was like why don’t you write about prayer?
So… anyone who knows me or at least the person I have/am becom(e/ing) in recent times probably knows I love to pray. I try not to joke with prayer time.
I wasn’t always like this though. In fact there was a time I used to dread going to church and prayer really. But after I realised that I couldn’t continue treating God like a backup plan, I became serious with my relationship with Him.
Becoming serious with prayer though… That was work. Real work. I don’t even know why, but at a point in my life stringing words together during prayer session was just too daunting a task. It was too stressful. Thank God for the gift of the Holy Spirit and speaking in tongues, because once I received the Holy Ghost baptism praying in known tongues became a thing of the past. So speaking in tongues helped me during prayer. Alot.
I’ve met a lot of people who would rather worship than pray, and nobody should get me wrong, worship is good, it’s also a form of prayer. However, prayer; real and actual Kabashing is still needed. Some things just have to be prayed. Some prayers just have to be made. Yes, worship unlocks God’s heart to us and all, but when his heart is open we need to make supplication for ourselves and others and this is done only through prayer.
Prayer simply is the key and we need to become serious with it.
Next post I’ll discuss some tips to developing your prayer life, so if you’re interested click the link tomorrow evening.
Romans 8:5 KJV
For they that are after the flesh do mind the things of the flesh; but they that are after the Spirit the things of the Spirit.
Someone asked what is my obsession with this scripture because I always go back to it over and again.
Well, when I started learning to hear from God, this was the no #1 scripture he gave to me that I fully understood.
So it has already been established, you can’t follow God and follow the crowd. Number 2 is; you can’t do the things of God and continue to do the things of the world. Nope, it doesn’t work out that way. You can’t lead worship session in church and go back to sleep with your boyfriend, you can’t finish your Quiet Time only to go see an R-rated movie. You cannot do the things of God and still do the things of the flesh. It doesn’t work out. And I also learnt this the hard way.
So at some point in my life I realised the works of literature I exposed myself to were not the best and the Holy Spirit made me to understand that I had to cut them off, but I was so sentimental and hung up over the beautiful world in my head, I couldn’t fully let go. I was stuck in limbo because I kept on going through all the storylines, the scenes, the characters and whatnot.
It was a struggle, a very difficult one in fact and I had to talk to someone about it and she told me.
“This life is made up of God and vanity. If it is not of God, then its vanity. And all these things that you are desperately hung up over that God wants you to let go off, they are not profitable. They don’t give life. Only Jesus gives life, all these things are death. You see it as a punishment that the Holy Spirit doesn’t want you to read all your fun novels and watch all your cool movies, but see, Christ gives liberty. God is not punishing you, but he’s liberating you from all these things that have power to enslave you.”
After my friend explained this to me I went back to Romans 8:5 and I realised, I’m not of the flesh, I should not be hung up over things of the flesh because Christ has made me free and he has given me the power to do away with things that do not benefit.
Galatians 5:1 KJV
Stand fast therefore in the liberty wherewith Christ hath made us free, and be not entangled again with the yoke of bondage.
I just had to put the second scripture because the Bible is complete.
So today marks 2017 years since the greatest display of love also morphed into the greatest miracle ever!
Today is the Memorial Day of why my faith makes sense. You see every man can die, every man should die and every man will die. Jesus died.
But not every man who does wakes up from the dead, I mean a couple of others in history got that privilege; the son of the Shunamite woman, Jairus’ daughter, Lazarus, even my uncle (he was medically pronounced dead and he came back to life some hours later)
But what makes Jesus’ ressurection so spectacular is that no one woke him up (like all the aforementioned) no medical aid was given to his ressurection. It was as if he took a 3-day nap and he woke up all by himself after his body had been pronounced dead. And till date, no single living soul has been able to achieve that feat!
So you see, my Jesus is spectacular. The fact that he is the only soul to ever have single handedly risen from the dead is a solid proof of my faith in him.
So thank you Jesus for dying for my sins and coming back from the dead. Your sacrifice is not wasted on me.
Dear reader, I hope it’s not wasted on you too.