He has remembered to be merciful. For he made this promise to our ancestors, to Abraham and his children forever. Luke 1:51–55
Heavenly Father, today we’ll try to remember where we put our keys, if we took our meds, and when to pay a bill. Our memory isn’t perfect, but hallelujah, yours is.
Mary sang about Christmas as the day you “remembered to be merciful”—the grandest expression of your mercy-memory. For Jesus is the big “Yes!” to every promise you have made (2 Cor. 1:20).
You promised to take Abraham to a land of your choosing, and to make him into a blessing for every nation. Israel became the “national womb” for the Messiah—through whom you’re redeeming an every-nation-family; so big, it’s described in terms of stars, sand, and dust (Gen. 12–17). Life on mission, not in worry, should be our joy and preoccupation.
Providence, not happenstance, gets the first and last word in global, national, and personal events. There’s no panic in heaven, only peace—no lapse in your memory, just the perfection of your timing. You are working in all things for our good, and your glory, all the time.
Though you’ll never remember our sins against us, you are remembering to complete your good work in us, and in your entire cosmos (Phil. 1:6; Rev. 21:1-5). Until the Day of all-things-new, thank you for daily mercies and sufficient grace. So very Amen we pray, in Jesus’ worship-worthy name.