There have been precious times and events and there have been regrets, of course. But I found the regrets turned into positive learning moments when put in the proper perspective.
There’s a song I learned as a teenager that says: “Tell the Lord, Tell the Lord; Tell Him all of your troubles. And soon, they’ll all disappear. Tell the Lord, Tell the Lord; I once told Him my troubles. And these are the words I did hear. ‘My child, this world is a place that you’re only passing through; On the way, things will happen to you. You’ll meet the good and the bad, you’ll be happy, you’ll be sad. But through all this, you will shine — for my child, you’re one of mine.’”
And that’s the important thing — “My child, you’re one of mine.”
Jesus can turn regret into joy; He can turn sorrow into happiness; He can heal the pain; and He will set things right in our lives.
David in Psalm 145 (KJV) wrote “I will extol thee, My God, O king; and I will bless thy name for ever and ever. Every day will I bless thee; and I will praise thy name for ever and ever. Great is the Lord, and greatly to be praised and his greatness is unsearchable. One generation shall praise thy works to another, and shall declare thy mighty acts. I will speak of the glorious honour of thy majesty, and of they wondrous works ... The Lord is gracious, and full of compassion, slow to anger, and of great mercy ... The Lord upholdeth all that fall, and raiseth up all those that be bowed down.”
I want to be that generation that declares His works to those behind me. That won’t happen if my age causes me to be grouchy, without hope, judgmental and critical of others. Faithfully showing His love is required of me ... not to find fault or laud my self-acclaimed goodness. I want to leave a good testimony for others.
Christ is our example. Looking at Him, we know He was from Nazareth; He was the son of a carpenter; He taught a love-and-grace religion; He was baptized in the dirty Jordan River by a radical preacher; and so forth.
But the last(ing) impression was a man going to the cross, being buried and raised from the grave — a man who could forgive sins and cleanse the hearts of men — a man who gave His life that others could have life.
When he walked through town, he left behind people who were healed, people who had demons cast out, people who had eaten because of His miracles, forgiven people, those who had loved ones restored ... everywhere He went, He was doing good.
What do we leave in our wake?
“That our sons may be as plants grown up in their youth; that our daughters may be as corner stones, polished after the similitude of a palace ... Happy is that people, that is in such a case: yea, happy is that people, whose God is the Lord” (Psalm 144:12,15 KJV).