Greetings Dear Reader,
I have so many memories.
Conversations with others resurface.
Events experienced cause videos to play themselves in my head. For good or ill I cherish the memories that
the journey has afforded me.
Sometimes the painful memories surface unbidden when I am
alone. They attempt to divert me to
things unhealthy and unbearable. It is
simple enough to pray my way through them.
Sometimes, however, I must entertain them briefly to see what they have to teach.
This practice does not make things easier. It is necessary for the journey. Then there are the memories that a beautiful
and pure. Memories flecked with light the
bring me back “to Friendship and Pleasure and Work and Fight.” The companions of recalling time with my
children and others that I love dearly ease the pains and sorrows of life.
It is in the memories that I carry the lessons of life that
urge me to be a better man, father, and friend.
It is these good memories that are holy ground to me. It is in them that I see the moments where
Christ carried and comforted me. It is
in the holy ground of memories that put me in the proper place to find deeper
faith; to follow more closely.
Wishing you joy in the journey,
Aramis Thorn
Mat 13:52 So Jesus said to them, "That is why every writer
who has become a disciple of Christ’s rule of the universe is like a home
owner. He liberally hands out new and old things from his great treasure
store.”
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I'm curious about your memories. I have flash backs that I can't control, as they are triggered by so many small things. However it is hard to stay and entertain memories related to those triggers to learn from them. I focus on letting them past and then centering myself again on Christ.
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