It’s amazing the number of memories that can pop into our minds. And the types of memories.
We tend to remember the good, at death. The good times, the laughs, the happy moments. The lessons learned, the way they looked, smiled. That one super hilarious funny moment that still makes you guffaw. Then, the not so pretty stuff also starts to seep into our remembering. The last words spoken, the last encounter. What you would’ve said or done differently had you known it was going to be your last encounter. You remember the arguments, the disagreements and the grudges. The nitty gritty that no ones wants to dwell on.
You remember all the things that were left unsaid.
As I think about life & death, I realize that death often comes way to soon. Life tends to get “cut short”, even for centenarians. But there was One who lived a short life. If I were given the same life span, my life would end in the next 2 years. How’s that for perspective?!
What’s cool about God and His master plan is that He left us with everything. So, in the moments that we do forget–and we tend to forget a lot. Too much and too often. We have a big history book. From the moment sin entered the scene, God put together the plan of salvation. Jesus arrived on earth with a specific time frame with which to be born, grow up, connect with God. And then spent only 3.5 years in ministry. And then it was over.
There are such words of wisdom, of comfort, of love found in His Word. There are words of warning, of direction, of protection, in His Word. We’re encouraged to keep these things in our hearts, to learn them and teach them to our children.
But in case we forget, it’s all been written down to help us remember.
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Your turn. I must confess that I took a wee bit longer than 5 minutes today. A cousin died today and it was much too fitting that the writing prompt was “remember”. So, I put fingers to keyboard and just let God direct me. No editing required; no editing recommended.
