Today's devotion from Psalms 102 and 103.
When I was a child, I loved Independence Day. We would go to my grandparents' home where we would grill and play most of the day. Then, at some point in the afternoon after staunchly refusing to get fireworks in the days leading up to the celebration, we would leave to go purchase some in town. As darkness would fall, we would gather just up the road at my great aunt and uncle's home where we would shoot off the fireworks.
I had no idea what the Fourth of July was really about.
For me, it was just a day that I enjoyed and celebrated. As a boy I never gave any thought to the thousands who suffered in laboring to bring about this country. I never considered the courage of those who sacrificed so much. I did not think of the political theater that played out during that period. All I knew was that I could celebrate.
The psalmist is writing of a similar situation. He states of Psalm 102, "This will be written for a later generation, and a people who have not yet been created will praise the LORD. He looked down from his holy heights--the LORD gazed out from heaven to earth--to hear a prisoner's groaning, to set free those condemned to die, so that they might declare the name of the LORD in Zion and his praise in Jerusalem, when peoples and kingdoms are assembled to serve the LORD." (Psalm 102:18-22, CSB)
He could see a day when people would celebrate a freedom that was indescribable. He is describing one of those unique moments in which we find a delicate balance. It is an event in which the true power of that moment cannot be appreciated until after the fact, but as time lingers, the power of that moment fades again. That is to say, later generations that hear the account will be able to see it clearly through the lens of hindsight, but they will overlook it unless they are pointed in the direction.
Just as a young boy only knew a day was for celebration until he was taught, so too will generations not really understand our praise of God until we've shared our story of freedom. Take the time to tell it, write it, and share the story of God's love in your life so that others will never misunderstand why your worship was so important.