Everyone can think of a stretch of road that seems like it will never end. There are two stretches of highway that automatically come to mind. The first, and I suspect it is shared by many, is Interstate 16 from Macon to Savannah. It is 150 miles of pine trees. I know that there is supposedly a little town called Statesboro with a little school called Georgia Southern. But by the time you have driven the 116 miles to get to the exit, you are already comatose and miss it. Someone once told me that there was a gas station in Dublin, but I can neither confirm nor deny that vicious rumor. The first time I ever visited Savannah was for the Georgia Baptist Convention in November of 2000. I made the mistake of thinking, “I’ll just drive down after church on Sunday night and have all Monday to spend visiting a new city.” But when we finally exited off I-16, it was already Christmas-time, so we had to turn around and come back.
The other stretch of road is US 411 from Rome to Cartersville. That is the lifeline for Rome as it is the main artery that connects Rome to Atlanta. While I was a student at Shorter University, I hated having to go to Atlanta because it meant driving down US 411. What is funny about that road is that it is only 18 miles. It is a four-lane, divided highway but there is NOTHING on US 411. You’re only hope of survival is watching your odometer tick away at the 18 miles, praying that you do not claw your eyes out as you watch.
What is it about roads like this that make us want to avoid them at all cost? I think it is a quite simple answer. There’s nothing to tell us where we’re going, and nothing to remind us where we’ve been. It’s more than 18 miles from Newnan to the airport, but it seems like that drive takes no time whatsoever. It is almost 150 miles from my house to my parent’s house in the northwest corner of the state, but that drive seems like it takes no time at all. Why? Because along the way, there are all kinds of things to remind me that I am at least making progress – Interstate exits and landmarks; places to stop for fuel or a snack; things that I can count on to remind me of my journey. We need reminders like that to make the journey more pleasant.
In Joshua 4, we see that the Israelites are no different. General Joshua commands each tribe to take a stone from the riverbed of the Jordan. Joshua took those river rocks and built a monument to remind the people of where they had come from and where they were going. It was an important reminder that would extend beyond the current generation to their children and grandchildren.
It would do us well to build monuments like that along our Christian journey. We may build a few monuments – like the day we gave our life to the Lord, or the day of our baptism. But for many, looking back on those monuments are like looking back to Macon from Statesboro, it seems like a long time ago and has been distanced by many, many miles. We should ask the question, what has God done for me today, last week, last month, last year? Is there a prayer that was answered? Is there a calling that was confirmed? Is there a hope that turned into reality? We need to mark those moments as well. Our journey is much more than a beginning and an end, it is full of moments that are worth marking. Not only for us can remember, but so that we can share with our children and grandchildren about the exciting things the Lord has done in our lives.
So, what are your “markable moments?” Where have you seen God do reMARKABLE things? Why don’t you share them with someone today?
In Christ Alone!