Memory: At the age of seven, I played Marta in a local high school's stage performance of the Sound of Music. After the bows at the final show, I remember walking back stage and seeing my father standing at the top of the stairs with a huge bouquet of red carnations, just for me.
Gift: Love
Memory: Summer visits to my grandparents' farm in northern Idaho. Feeling the radiating heat of the sun on my face, the smell of hay fields, and hearing the buzz of grasshoppers.
Gift: Joy
Memory: Spending a long weekend in a ski lodge in Whistler, B.C. We were there prior to the opening of ski season, so the resort was deserted. I sat in a chair by the crackling fire for hours, reading and watching the snow gently fall.
Gift: Peace
Memories are powerful. I listed three good memories, but I also have memories of times and events that taught me valuable lessons in life...teachable moments that convicted and instructed. The ability to remember is a gift from the Lord that can teach willing and humble hearts more about who He is, and who we are to be in Him.
"But the Helper, the Holy Spirit, whom the Father will send in My name, He will teach you all things, and bring to your remembrance all things that I said to you." (John 14:26, NASB)
Your memories are lovely. :)
ReplyDeletedelightful - such lovely memories.
ReplyDeletei, too, was struck by the gift, even in its sometimes pain, of being able to remember as i thought about this word today.
Dear Julie,
ReplyDeleteThank you for sharing your beautiful memories. You write in such a fashion that your reader can almost imagine being there. I especially loved the memory of your Dad with the bouquet of flowers.
Blessings in Christ...Susan