Souvenirs. Don’t you love them? A token, a remembrance, something to bring a tangible reminder of a day or event gone by but that holds significance long after the moment has passed.
I love trips ~ seeing new places, visiting people, making memories. But in our family, part of the fun of travel is both the anticipation before we leave and then the recollection of the voyage after. We love to spontaneously start the game of “What are you looking forward to?” then each family member takes a turn sharing what they anticipate with excitement about the trip. Afterward, I enjoy hearing what everyone most enjoyed about the trip and seeing how the before and after games synched up.
The same is true in this journey we call life. Over and over I’m amazed when I look back on the tapestry of my travels to see how God intricately wove my experience to lead me to where I am today.
In His sovereignty, He had spoken over me Isaiah 61 at a time when I was seeking Him about my calling:
“The spirit of the Sovereign Lord is upon me, for the Lord has anointed me to bring good news to the poor. He has sent me to comfort the brokenhearted and to proclaim that captives will be released and prisoners will be freed. He has sent me to tell those who mourn that the time of the Lord’s favor has come, and with it, the day of God’s anger against their enemies. To all who mourn in Israel, he will give a crown of beauty for ashes, a joyous blessing instead of mourning, festive praise instead of despair. In their righteousness, they will be like great oaks that the Lord has planted for his own glory” (Isaiah 61:1-3).
I had recently been questioning my call. Had I heard Him wrong? Was what I was doing making a difference? Could He still use me?
Years ago as a memento souvenir from a conference I attended with two dear friends, I purchased a thumb ring inscribed with three words. It was inspiring at the time. But I’ve worn the ring every day for more than a decade and as we do (or as I do) with the scuffs on the wall or the freckles on my arm, I began to overlook the inscription with time, growing oblivious to its message.
On a recent trip, ever aware that my boys are growing older and will be leaving home soon, I wanted to provide an experience they would never forget. So I booked a dolphin encounter, where we’d swim with dolphins—surely an experience my sea-animal loving son would love. But to do so required we shed all jewelry including the thumb ring I didn’t even remove when my two children were born!
That evening as I readied for dinner and donned my jewelry once again, the inscription in the thumb-ring caught my eye: “inspire * uplift * renew”
The very words mirrored the Lord had spoken into my heart many years before as I crafted my personal mission statement but had never before connected to that souvenir jewelry:
“To inspire hope, uplift faith, and renew worth to the glory of God”
As I glanced down at that ring, the inscription echoed back the very desire of my heart: to be used by Him to inspire, uplift and renew, for His glory.
Sometimes it might come through a well-timed diagnosis and treatment plan for a patient in my office, other times through a speaking engagement with a power-packed message about hope in the face of adversity, other times a blog post with an inspiring message, sometimes just an encouraging word, bit of advice, inspiring graphic on social media, or just a friendly smile to a stranger on the street. But daily He gives me the opportunity to live out my call.
What do I look forward to most? Seeing lives changed. Hope restored. Faith uplifted. Worth renewed. It all makes me excited to see what He will do next. Sometimes He lets me see, often He doesn’t. When He does, it fuels my desire to keep going and doing, speaking and writing.
God had done it again…reminded me who I was and what I was called for, but more importantly, that He saw and heard. He was there in the planning stages (“What are you most looking forward to?”), He would be there in the messy middle when I questioned my call, and He’d be there at the end of the journey when we’d look at the souvenirs and reflect on the journey together.
Friend, what souvenirs have you picked up along the way during the journey of your walk with Him? Which ones mean the most to you, and why? I’d love to hear in the comments below!
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Dr. Michelle Bengtson
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