Every time I hear the song Precious Memories, I think about a funeral. It seems to be the only place I ever hear that song. Everybody has memories of people, places, and things. Some of those memories are precious, but there are also some memories that are heart-breaking. They seem to well-up from deep inside our hearts more and more the closer we get to the anniversary of the tragic event. At this very minute, my family is beginning their yearly trek to our reunion in Central Florida. But I am not going. Sadly, I will be the only one not attending. My reasons are very selfish, I admit. But my memories of last year's reunion continue to haunt me...even a full-year later. It is nothing my family has done; They are incredible! But for some unknown reason, this past year's memories continue to bring huge tears to my eyes. My heart breaks all over again just about every other day.
Again, I know I am being selfish, but sometimes we can all be that way, right? But no matter how sad my memories from the past may be, and no matter how much they may still effect me today, I will never give up hope that God has it all under control. Isn't that what genuine faith is all about? In the midst of heartache and tears, I still totally believe in His ultimate plan for my life. Now I know I am no different than anyone else; We all have some bad memories that haunt us. The key is that we can't let those bad memories block us from trying to make new, better ones. I admit it has not happened for me yet, and I can honestly say it will be a long, long time before it does. But thanks to the strength that God has given me, I will keep plugging away.
Hebrews 11:1 says, "Now faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen."
Lord, please forgive me for being so selfish at this time. I admit I am still having a year-long pity party, but You know I am trying my very best. Please be with all those who may be dealing with some sad memories. In Jesus name, Amen.