Monday, October 24, 2011

remembering

I love reminiscing...
the art of being transported from the hub of the moment
and into a piece of your past.

I love how only one other person knows what is really happening here...



or that only two people shared this view (and laugh) with me!



or the fact that orange peels make me smile



A couple years ago I had the amazing opportunity
of revisiting a quiet English countryside that was a catalyst in my young life...
driven, not by the convenience of traveling to a remote town,
(long train rides, unexpected floods, bus detours, and taxi-less cities)
but by the connection to the depth of memories it held.


How many of us do the same -
living on the high of reconnecting to "when life was good"?

Sometimes I am grateful for the flashback...
while others bring a memory of forgotten wounds.
Both serve the purpose of remembering a road travelled
while piloting you into the present and future.

It doesn't take much...
A song.
A smell.
A story.
A picture.
A person.
A place...

This weekend was full of them.
Four days brimming with
the family I love,
friends I have done so much life with,
and familiar places I can exhale in.
(Not to mention copious amounts of caffeine!)

It was encouraging to see faces from my past...
Laugh about the old times.
Celebrate the new times.
To remember the good,
and that God is good.
Yesterday.
Today.
Forever.


My definite highlight came quite unexpectedly
in a downtown restaurant,
listening humbly to a life story
that has been touched.
Changed.
Eternally rewritten.
It was thru the testimony
of an open heart
that my weary faith was transported
back into the memory
of ignited passion
and discovered purpose.

I needed that.

A reminder of faith on fire.
Of what it looks like to be alive.
To be hungry...
thirsty...
for truth.
For justice.
For God.

May my memories inspire my present...
and translate my perspective to the good held in this moment.

Here.

Now.

1 Comments:

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What a great post. I’m emailing this to my friends.

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