While in God's Grip!
"When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became an [adult], I put childish ways behind me." ~ I Corinthians 13:11
Just the other day someone was sharing a memory with me, and for the life of me, I could not remember the event. "Are you sure you don't remember this?" the person asked.
"Honestly," I responded, "I can't remember this."
Our memories are something that hold many things. Meals around the table at Christmas or Thanksgiving often hold a special place. Special events, children being born, and moments where your heart skips a beat, are memories that we seem to treasure, and like a treasure, we tuck them away in a special place.
We remember moments that fill us with joy and gratitude or with sadness and anger.
Some memories remind us of the peace that existed in our homes or the conflicts that never seemed to get resolved. These moments stand out as vivid reminders of the quality of our lives together.
I remember my first trip back to Indiana after having been ill. I told folks that I had hoped to journey back and rediscover the inner child that walked the hills and hollers and still knew how to dream.
When I returned back, friends asked if I had found that child.
My response, "No, I didn't. Instead I found an aging man who struggled to climb those hills, and found the hollers to be a place that could really confine someone."
The perspective had changed. The child had grown up, but there were still memories that would remain.
Growing older, and keeping our memories alive, is something that we all experience. While we are reminded that God remains the same, we on the other hand, do not.
As we continue our own life journey, our turning inward and reflections take on a deeper meaning, filled with maturation and memories.
Stay in God's grip!
G. Todd Williams (c) 2017
Rev. G. Todd Williams lives in the Houston metro area and is a Hospice Chaplain and ordained Christian Church (Disciples of Christ) pastor.