Never Forget

I am joining with for Five Minute Friday. The goal is to write for five minutes about a word. No extreme editing; no worrying about perfect grammar, font, or punctuation. Unscripted. Unedited. Real.

The prompt is:


Former Dachau Concentration Camp

Former Dachau Concentration Camp

G-d commands us to remember, to remember His goodness and what He has done for us. He asks us to remember. We must remember His faithfulness and lovingkindness in the difficulty and in the storms, in the trials and in the testings. We cannot forget that He is G-d and He is good.

Yesterday I visited former Dachau concentration camp in Dachau, Germany. Never Forget and Never Again are two of the most spoken exhortations related to the Holocaust. Humanity cannot forget what happened. Israel must not forget that G-d has not forgotten Israel. The G-d of Israel is still alive and His kindness is still towards His people, the people He called after Himself.

Never forget – we must never forget the atrocities that happened that we would never stand by silently. We must never stand in silence in the face of anti-Semitism and injustice. We must never forget G-d’s kindness towards us in drawing us near to Himself. We must remember He is the G-d of Israel and there is no other.

Taking in the Sea

Little girl ran up and down the shores of the waters that seemed to go on and on. She looked out upon the waves rolling in one after another. She ran towards them and then away again. She did this over and over and over again, intoxicated at the movement and the sound of the sea. She loved the sea more than just about anything.

Little girl ran and played and splashed in the water with no fear. She knew the sea was much greater than her. She knew she could jump in the water and be swallowed up in a moment. Yet she had no fear anymore because she had learned to respect the vast sea itself. One day the waves had nearly overcome her. From that day on little girl comprehended the power and might of the sea. She knew she couldn’t come to the sea on her own terms but only on the terms of the might hidden beneath the waters.

Step by vibrant step, little girl ran upon the sand that had been hardened as the waves crashed upon it time and time again. As she ran she felt abundant freedom. The freedom was similar to what she had known when she was naïve to the power the sea contained. Yet she wasn’t naïve anymore. She knew and respected its power and she ran in uncontained exhilaration at its shores.

Little girl had grown and learned so much. She loved the sea and she loved the dry land. She loved to live and breathe and take all the goodness in. She also loved to run and play and study and give herself to the new life she’d been given freely by Abba.