When I was in elementary, junior high, and high school, springtime meant baseball. I loved playing and watching baseball. By the way, in case you aren t aware, the major league baseball season begins today. Of course, remembering past times of playing ball or watching, especially my two sons play ball, calls to memory the times and places we lived. There is something about springtime that starts me to remembering the good things from the past.
Churches often have seasons of remembering.
Perhaps the special seasons of Christmas, Easter, an anniversary Sunday or other event will stir a congregation to remembering the good old days when the church was larger, stronger, and somehow better. The truth is that in our lives, families and church things may have been better somewhere in the past. The People of Israel were always people who were good at remembering. They were instructed in their religious rituals to again and again remember that they were God s chosen people. They were told over and over to remember what God promised them and had done for them through the patriarchs, in the exodus and in the time of great King David.