At least three types of truck drivers used to visit our neighborhood every week in the summer. The Good Humor man, the librarian and the watermelon man. We knew the Good Humor man had arrived by the clanging of his bell. We knew the Book-mobile had arrived because it always came on the same day of the week. We knew the watermelon man had arrived as he sang out, “Watermelon, Watermelon!”. I enjoyed visiting with all three.
In my twenties critical decisions were being made and influenced by other voices. There was the voice of my father that gave me the wise advice of waiting until I was in my late 20’s to get married. There was the voice of some of my friends that encouraged me to party all day and night. There was the voice of Jesus calling me to Him for His sake and His glory.
God calls us to remember and recite the great things He has done. He knows how easily we forget Him. Yet, He never takes His eye off of us. Tell someone what God has done for you today. Honor him with your lips.
Psalm 78:11 They forgot what he had done—
the great wonders he had shown them,