17. Forgetting Those Things Which Are Behind

"This one thing I do, forgetting those things which are behind, and reaching forth unto those things which are before, I press toward the mark for the high calling of God in Christ Jesus." (Philippians 3:13-14)
Paul’s many geographical journeys were minor compared to his spiritual odyssey. In the first accounts of Paul, he "consented to [Steven’s] death" (Acts 8:1); he "made havock of the church" (Acts 8:3); he was "breathing out threatenings and slaughter against the disciples of the Lord." (Acts 9:1)

Then Paul’s life was transformed to the point that, on his final trip to Rome, he made reference to "God, whose I am, and whom I serve." (Acts 27:23) My misdeeds have not been as severe as Paul’s. Yet I have consented amiss and there has been havoc. Paul invited me to use his life as "a pattern." (1 Timothy 1:16) What was pivotal in Paul’s transformation? He summarized with laser precision, "This one thing I do." That one thing was to forget the past and reach for the future, to his high calling of God.

But I have accepted as fact that my past defines my present and determines my future. I have accepted the role of victim. Paul says to forget the past. Yet if the past does not determine my present, what does? Paul’s answer is astonishing. He says the future can determine the present! I am to be "reaching forth unto those things which are before." A vision of possibilities and destiny can become more powerful than the verdict of the past.

First I am to forget, but how? Job describes an intriguing analogy. "Forget thy misery, and remember it as waters that pass away." (Job 11:16) I know waters. Mesmerized, I have watched a turbulent stream transport a leaf until it disappears from view. I have known the power of mighty rivers driving boats over rapids and cataracts. I have known the futility of rowing against currents and torrents.

Job counsels me to employ rushing waters in my forgetfulness. He suggests I can bathe in cascading waters that wash miseries from my soul and transport them into an ocean of forgetfulness. In my moments of meditation, rushing waters can flow through my mind and body, eroding the debris, releasing the past. I can banish misery and memories into waters that tumble away. I can greet each moment as a bright and untarnished gift untouched by the past. I can reach for my "high calling of God."

Today I forget those things behind.

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