Capturing a memory on a string and hanging it to see. It whimsically floats away and eludes as a laughing child, not wanting to obey my commands to stay put.
Memories fleet away so quickly with age. I have more than five decades worth of a life summed up in a motion picture of memories.
I wish I could access my memories with a guide, such as what you find on NetFlix. Titles for some of my productions would include “The Best Moments of My 20s” or “Memories of Loss in Love.”
How do you treasure crucial memories? I have a box full of journals that date back until my teen years that I refuse to throw away. One day, I hope to make them digital. Photograph files fill my computer and phone.
The most important category of memories to store away involves your walk with Christ. We should make a note of our Salvation birthday if we can remember it.
I don’t remember the exact date, but I can guess at the time. I believe I accepted Christ as my Savior on a Saturday because my mom and I had just completed garden work. I shared this extraordinary story in the post: Jesus is the Author of My Story. Is He Yours?
I also keep a journal of thankfulness, listing weekly the memories of the breakthroughs and miracles that God performs in your life.
I remember the days of old; I meditate on all Your doings; I muse on the work of Your hands.
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