I said it before, but I'll say it again. Because this post is about remembrance. Former things. Other things. Said things and implied things.

John 14 is my bread these days. I chew it. I mull over it. I forget it easily. I need it the moment I think about it again. And, like bread, when I am full, I forget it again. Case in point, I had to look the following verse up. I've let the crumbs from my bread spill all around, making a mess of my spirituality.

I always think of Christ as the end-all, the principal, the phenom of all that is good. He was sinless, homeless, and mud and miracles were his drugs of choice. He was the Rabbi, the Master, the Teacher, and the Hider. The crucified and the betrayed. He was all good. Nothing short of good. But even He knew that His 33 years of goodness would be a hard sell for thousands of years of disbelievers yet to come.

Don't get me wrong, the work of the cross completed the work of the cross. I'm not adding to His perfection. But He did.

These things I have spoken to you while
abiding with you, but the Helper, the Holy Spirit,
whom the Father will bring to you, He will teach
you all things, and bring to your remembrance
all that I said to you. John 14.25-26

Even if Christ had spent every moment of those three years with His disciples just teaching, instead of doing miracles and loving the masses too, He couldn't have finished the ongoing Word of His Father. We needed more. We needed the Holy Spirit.

So I'm remembering all that He's said to me, but I am also learning new things, and I think they're part of the all things.