Love is never abandoned by the unforgettable

by Craig on May 2, 2012


I remember…
literally. not. breathing.

I remember, like 5 seconds ago…
the world fading to background…
the first time she smiled at me.

I can’t forget her gaze, at first cast down to her feet…
then shimmering gray-blue eyes meeting mine…
the warm of blush on my cheek…and hers.

And the first time she told me her name…
two syllables ringing clear like a chime.

I remember…
a beam of sun streaking through a window…
and reflecting off her eyes before she had a chance to avert them.

There are certain moments, the impression of which never abandon you.

And I remember a different time. When I first heard that the Gospels were written by memory of events that happened many years before.

I was a new Christian, my faith as easily disturbed as the too soft ground at the edge of a high canyon wall.


And I doubted…

But I wouldn’t have…

if I only knew then that I’d still remember…

raven hair…
glimmering eyes…
a runaway beating heart…

a time when vinyl record albums were still the thing.

And I remember that the mundane lives of 12 men were forever altered, as for three years they lived in the company of a walking miracle. It was a whirlwind, crazy, spectacular, drama and trauma filled triplet of years.

Every day a new lesson…
exhilarating bewilderment…
confusion alongside certainty…
wonder…and terror.

The gospel they wrote was…

…what we have seen with our eyes,

what we looked upon

and touched with our hands… (1 John 1:1)

Does a mama forget the first time she touched her baby’s hand?

He was their Teacher…Master…Rabbi…
and the students of Jewish rabbis took notes…
so that later, quoting was second nature.

If I can close my eyes and remember a sliver of paper and the smell of her perfume as if it’s just now, how could the apostles not have remembered the most dramatic moments of the three years they spent walking. with. God.

It’s not like they had to remember what they had for breakfast on a single certain morning when they were ten. But, instead, things like a morning seaside breakfast with their teacher, days after he died.

There are certain times, the impression of which, never abandons us.

They didn’t commit the gospel to writing until much later, because at the time an oral eyewitness account was much more trusted than any written document.

Only when the last eyewitnesses were leaving this earth was there a need to preserve in writing, the most unforgettably momentous time of their lives.

The Gospel never abandoned them.

They never abandoned the Gospel.

We can doubtlessly cling with abandon…

to their. Gospel. words.



Linking with Ann today…considering the gospel

{ 19 comments… read them below or add one }

Christina May 2, 2012 at 11:46 am

It’s amazing how people can question the validity of the writers memories. How could they forget any detail of their time with the Son of God? And how could we? Beautiful.


Craig May 2, 2012 at 3:05 pm

Christina, as a doubter at heart, I get how they can doubt pretty much anything. I did. And with the last two or three decades, and constant attacking of our faith – movies to create doubt, writers to add to the fire, it all makes it that much harder to believe. But when you take a close look at the critics, and a close look at the movies, and then a close look at the facts – that’s when he gets easier to believe. The facts stand up much much better. Anyway, thank you Christina, and God bless and keep you.


Lisa notes May 2, 2012 at 12:52 pm

Remembering their words of His words changes us. Thanks, Craig, for showing us the importance of their remembering…and ours.


Craig May 2, 2012 at 3:08 pm

when the Bible says faith comes by hearing the word – it literally means “by HEARING the word”. Nobody back then wanted written stuff when there was live stuff available – in our generation it would be like color versus black and white television – now it’s like CD versus blue ray. I, just like you, am really glad that we have “their words of His words” to change his. Thank you Lisa, and God bless and keep you.


Brandee Shafer May 2, 2012 at 1:15 pm

I really appreciate the way you used personal experience to illustrate the persistence of memory. Of course, I’m nosy, so now I want to know what happened to the girl.


Craig May 2, 2012 at 3:11 pm

I’m not as good at showing instead of telling as I will be, but I’m much better than I was – I read storytellers all the time – YOU”RE a storyteller. I’m getting better. And about the girl – she was the first great love of my life – and just between you and me, from out of the blue, she texted me the other day. Just sayin’. ツ


brian miller May 2, 2012 at 1:41 pm

really good…yeah i imagine that those days were fairly easy to remember even years later…something that so transforms your life…i likeyour own little snippets here too on things you remember…its interesting what those things remembered say about us you know…smiles.


Craig May 2, 2012 at 3:13 pm

Brian, thank you – there’s just stuff we never forget – the intensity of what they experienced – it really is HARD to believe that they would forget. That plus they probably DID take pretty good notes – as students of their Rabbi. Anyway, thank you, and God bless.


Shanda Oakley May 2, 2012 at 2:02 pm

And i so cling to those words, as if holding on for dear life. Yet, He won’t look away like the girl. He loves me. The Gospel tells me so.


Craig May 2, 2012 at 3:17 pm

first, Shanda, just so you know – when the beam of light hit her eye, she was looking at me, it was the beam of light that she was averting. Just sayin’ ツ second – I remember Spurgeon was asked once what the most important theological fact he knew was – and he said, “Jesus loves me. This I know. For the Bible tells me so.” So, it turns out that you kind of quoted Spurgeon in your comment – that makes me smile. God bless and keep you Shanda!


Dolly@Soulstops May 2, 2012 at 2:28 pm

This is beautiful how you captured how our relationship with God cannot always be fully captured in the written word even as He left us a gift in the Bible. Thanks, Craig.


Craig May 2, 2012 at 3:23 pm

thank you Dolly, I’m getting better at it – practice, practice, practice. And that gift of the Bible? I remember how when, as a new Christian, I incorrectly thought it was just one continuous book with chapters it almost seemed easier to believe. then,then as I learned how many different writers there were, and how the “books” were chosen, and how our Bible was put together, it seemed to lessen my faith a little. But over time, studying all of that closer and closer, it’s only served to strengthen my faith that much more. The Bible really is a miraculous collection of writings. Anyway, it IS a gift. Thank you again Dolly, and God bless and keep you.


Cora May 2, 2012 at 3:41 pm

I’m with Shanda on this one, and with your comment to her, Craig. I always wondered if the disciples got it — that He REALLY loved them. I’m a doubter, too — more doubting myself than Him. I’ve often wished I could have been at that breakfast on the shore, could have that memory of it all, tasting the fish, the smell of the sea, the smokey fire burning, the sunrise. . .! Yet, I have MY memories. There are verses that take me back to a time and place, who I was with, the time of year, even what I was wearing, when I heard it. And hymns. . . even which pew I was sitting in when the words hit me hard that I was dressed in His righteousness alone. . . ! I tried so hard to learn so much and here I am, it’s all boiled down to “Jesus loves me this I know, for the Bible tells me so!” Amazing! This was so beautiful, Craig. I hung on to every.single.word as if it were witten by God Himself just for me.


Craig May 2, 2012 at 3:54 pm

Cora, really, too kind, too kind. But thank you. And next year, God willing, I think that will be a good post-Easter post for you – the way you described the breakfast at the shore – I hearted it! Maybe you shouldn’t wait for next year – it might be a good post right now! I know I’d enjoy reading it. thank you Cora. God bless!!


Michelle May 2, 2012 at 7:16 pm

“The Gospel never abandoned them. They never abandoned the Gospel. We can doubtlessly cling with abandon…to their. Gospel. words.” – I like that.

(Yes, I’m back. Not that I went away, I just find sitting hard at the moment but it will be good. Changes in how I do things will have to happen. And they are. God is showing me the little things that I do that do the damage, and how I can adapt and still do them – without the damage. 😀 )


A. May 2, 2012 at 10:41 pm

Craig, it is amazing to me that His words have survived to our time, and I want-more than ever-to really understand what they mean. I have never wanted that like I do now.

And, yay for the txt from your ‘long ago’!


imperfect prose May 2, 2012 at 11:08 pm

oh i love how you wove this together, craig. i feel like i know you better, now :)


Craig May 9, 2012 at 3:43 pm

Emily, I’m sorry I’m replying so late to your comment, I know that YOU know, that there aren’t enough hours in the day. Anyway, I learned my storytelling by reading you and Ann – and it always brings a smile when I see you in my comments section. Thank you for being such a woman of grace. God bless and keep you!


Elizabeth May 3, 2012 at 12:39 am

Beautiful Craig! I loved how you answered the question, how did the disciples remember the events of the gospel, in a way we all can relate to. BTW, it looks like Ann had no “Walk with Him Wednesday” today…any idea why?


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