Have you ever had a moment with God that resonated so deeply that years later certain moments can bring you right back to that original encounter with God? I have and had that reminiscent feeling just this morning as a matter of fact.
My last summer in college I decided that instead of doing an internship or working in an office setting (which I had done every other summer while I was in college), I wanted to try to work for Kanakuk Kamps as a camp counselor. I had grown up attending Kanakuk as a camper for nine years and wanted an opportunity to serve in the role I so admired as a camper. So, I put my application in and went through the interview process to become a counselor. I got accepted to work at Kanakuk, but not in the role I had hoped. I was assigned to work in the kitchen.
I was so disappointed and didn’t understand why the camp staff had chosen me for that role, but God did. He had something to teach me.
Working in the kitchen required early mornings – very early mornings. I am not a morning person, so it took every bit of strength to peel myself out of my bed bunk to spend time with the Lord before we got going prepping for breakfast. But God was faithful to meet me and gently teach me what He had planned all along for that summer. He drew me to a passage in Philippians, it was Philippians 2:5-8 which says this:
“Your attitude should be the same as that of Christ Jesus:
Who, being in the very nature God,
did not consider equality with God something to be grasped,
but made himself nothing,
taking the very nature of a servant,
being made in human likeness.
And being found in appearance as a man,
he humbled himself
and became obedient to death – even death on a cross!”
In the early morning hours sitting on wooden bleachers it was just my Bible and me. As I read that passage over and over, I felt the slightest touch of a cool, gentle breeze, birds cheerily chirping in the background and an incredible stillness – one that only comes when you are completely removed from the madness of the world. There was such a beautiful peace.
And sometimes, on mornings like today, when I’m changing diapers, trying to get everyone fed, strapped in their car seats and out the door at a reasonable time to make it to our first destination, I stop for a brief moment because the morning is just like those mornings I spent at Kanakuk – peaceful, still. And I’m reminded that just like then, working in a kitchen serving food and cleaning dishes, that now I’m in a different season of servant hood. It may look different, but God wants the heart of my service to stay the same; He wants my attitude to be like Jesus – to make myself nothing, to consider others better than myself, to do everything without arguing or complaining.
In other words, to be a servant.
I’m thankful for these mornings when Jesus so gently reminds me and beckons me back to a place of fondness where I truly learned for the first time what it meant to be a servant.
I believe God gives all of His followers these moments of remembrance. I’m sure it looks different for all of us. For you it might be a place, a symbol or object, maybe it’s an annual event or a certain environment. Whatever it may be, I love that God gives us these symbolic altars to return to His feet and remember His goodness and faithfulness.
In Old Testament times, we see many individuals set up altars to God as a sign of remembrance. They were used for many purposes:
- to make sacrifices
- to commemorate a divine occurrence
- to worship and remember God’s covenant
Over the next few weeks, we’re going to look more closely at some of these altars that were set up for God in the Old Testament and what we can learn from them. Let’s journey together to identify how we can become living sacrifices and remember the faithfulness of our God.
What moments have you had with God that resonated so deeply you still remember them to this day? Share your answer in the comments section below!