Why is it so easy to
remember all the heartbreaks and so hard to count all our
The Promise Kept
It was an abnormally cold fall night
for southeast Texas. The big game was to be played
before a packed stadium. I really wanted to go. My
dad had said that maybe I could go. So when the
carload of men pulled in our driveway to pick up my
dad, I walked out to get in the car. He told me I
couldnt go. Christ was sacrificed once to
take away the sins of many people; and he will appear
a second time, not to bear sin, but to bring
salvation to those who are eagerly expecting
him. (Hebrews 9:28)
But you promised
But Im all bundled up in my
But its the biggest game
of the season!
I was devastated. In my mind, my father
had broken a promise to mea BIG PROMISE!
I wont ever do that to my
kids! I confidently told myself.
In actuality, he hadnt promised,
he just said wed see. Id been sick all
week and didnt need to be out in the cold damp
air. But my desire to go made his maybe
into a definite yes, and his no into a
I can still feel the anger and
disappointment today. I sure Ive broken some
important promises Ive made to my children,
too! Life is more complicated at 40 than at 9.
Unfortunately, complicated and rational explanations
make little sense to a broken hearted 9 year old.
Incredibly, I remember this broken
promise far more vividly than the kept promise which
was so much greater. For my birthday, I got to go to
the Cotton Bowl and watch the University of Texas
beat the US Naval Academy (Roger Staubach was the
quarterback) for the national championship. A guy my
dad introduced me to was the defensive star for
Texas. It was an incredible experience.
But I remember the broken
maybe more vividly than the kept promise.
Why? Why is it so easy to hang on to the negative?
Why is it so easy to remember all the heartbreaks and
so hard to count all our blessings?
Maybe its the training from all
the negative news we hear. Maybe its just our
fallen, selfish nature wanting everything to go our
way. Maybe its why God has us take the
Lords Supper the first day of the week so
we can be reminded of his greatest promise: a Son who
died for our sins and a Lord who rose victorious from
the grave so we could depend on a Savior coming back
All of us will have our share of
disappointments. Satan is going to get as many licks
on us as he can. Hell try to take every
maybe weve received from God and
make it into a broken promise. Hell help us
forget all the promises God has already kept so we
will doubt the one great promise for our future. But
God will not forget his promise. He will send his son
a second time. But this time, it wont be to die
for our sin. No, this time it will be to take us to
the greatest victory party of all timebetter
than anything we can imagine, even a trip to the
Cottonbowl for a nine year old kid!