Day Five Thanksgiving Week:
I am thankful for those visions of the past God gives to us--for memories. Memories of past events, memories of people who have moved away, memories of people gone Home. Sometimes they come with sorrow, but even the sorrow is mixed with the joy of a taste of their presence. They are a reminder of the love and joy, and yes, even the disappointments and losses of our lives. But I can't imagine not being able to remember Pop in his garden, Mom sitting in her floppy hat on my patio, my boys as children entertaining Mom and Pop, their growing up years--even Brad as a small, small child sitting in the hospital bed after his cancer surgery having no idea why Mommy and Daddy let it happen. Memories of sitting in church as a young boy with my parents. And, oh, the boxes of exquisite candy they passed out at Christmas! School days--elementary to college--friends and occasions all planted in my mind. Made another memory today--had Thanksgiving dinner with Brad and Mindy at their new home--it's a marvelous little place with a monstrous backyard. And Brad's becoming quite the chef. And Mindy knows how to put up a Christmas tree that brightens up the world. The new little puppy is a doll as well. Love memories. They edify, encourage, fill our hearts with joy, remind us all the wondrous things He has given us in our lives--people, events, treasured moments. And for a moment we can have the presence of those we love and miss back in our hearts. Thank you, Lord, for those visions, those memories that make up the wonders of our lives. To list them all would take another lifetime.
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