I thank my God every time I remember you…
~ Philippians 1.
These days, I thank God when I remember anything. Well almost.
I remember lots of useless bits, and of course all the worst moments in my life, and every nightmare I’ve ever had. My memory is an expert at amplifying those bad times into something even more horrific. Especially occasions when I did things that I wish I hadn’t. Those all seem crystal clear in my memory.
But I forget so much, especially positive things I’ve accomplished along the way. It was a running joke when I worked at Nordstrom when someone would bring out some document that provided guidance on some recurring issue and I’d ask who wrote it. “You did,” was usually the answer.
Thank God for photos. They remind me of the good times, great adventures, and gifts I’ve been given. All those things that make me grateful for the amazing gift of life, and the times when I truly felt at one with God and my surroundings. Like that moment at 11 p.m. in southern Chile when Jim Ginn and I drank in this view.
REFLECT: A lot of different things can help us remember special people, important places and joyful times in our lives. Maybe it’s something that we smell, like a favorite food. Maybe it’s something we see, like a flower or a sunset. Maybe it’s an activity, like bowling or riding a bicycle. What sights, smells, sounds and activities help you remember?
This blog includes thoughts from various contributors at Seattle First Baptist