Needed Memories
/“My God will use his wonderful riches in Christ Jesus to give you everything you need.” Philippians 4:19
His smile and gentle spirit are his legacy. My cousin, Ron, took the journey home to Heaven, and we celebrated his life in a very traditional and humble service which expressed how he lived his life. When I think of Ron, I first remember his smile, his head nod of recognition, his easy-going and laid-back view of life, and his deep love for Jesus, his family, and the land. Ron was a farmer, a community servant, and a loving husband, dad, grandfather, cousin, and friend. He was a gentle man with a quiet spirit that served faithfully, humbly with a sweet smile and a touch of humor.
When we gather at funerals to remember our loved ones, we share memories. We need these memories to celebrate their life and that they made a difference in this world. I so enjoy the stories and hearing how a person influenced other people and made an impact in their corner of the world. We need these stories and memories because they sustain us in our grief. Knowing the one we loved was loved by others fills us with joy.
Oh, memories. They are a gift from God. Nobody can take away our memories, not even death itself. Memories tend to come to the forefront of our minds at the time of loss. We begin to remember the difference the person made in our lives and the specialness that they gave to our lives. Memories soothe the pain of loss because we remember their love and that we are who we are because of their presence in our lives.
Memories also connect us to the people in our lives. It is a joy to gather with my siblings and share memories of growing up. Our views are different because of our ages. The memories bring alive in my heart my mom and dad and my grandma. It is as if I can feel their presence and love as we share stories of our life together as a family. Photos make the memories even more defined. I have been looking through photos and sending them to family. It brings a smile and a story that centers around the picture. It also brings a sense of gratitude for the people in the photo and a rush of reminiscences.
Music also triggers a flood of memories. It is amazing how many songs are in our heads. When a song from our past is sung or played, the words seem to automatically flow from our mind without thought. The rhythm of the music brings the memory of the words, and we also connect a song to certain people or events in our lives. My dad’s favorite song was “In The Garden” and every time I hear it or sing it, I think of my dad. My mom’s favorite song was “Victory In Jesus” and I usually find a few tears escaping from my eyes when I sing the third verse of the hymn.
Recently I shared a meal with my cousin, Dan. His mom and my dad were siblings. We grew up together, and I have wonderful memories of sharing life with our Grandma and families. Memories also bring a different perspective. My cousin’s view is based on his mom’s perspective and mine is based on my dad’s. While they loved each other, they rarely agreed about life. It was good to share with my cousin and understand our parents without allowing it to influence our personal relationship. Memories can also bring healing and an acceptance of people for who they were.
We need memories. They remind us of who we are, our foundation and how God has been with us through it all. We need memories to sustain us in our loss and sadness because they remind us, we have been loved and that love never dies within us. We need memories to remind us where we have been and how far we have come. We need the stories that come with the memories to share with the next generation to keep alive the history of the family.
We need the stories of Jesus to remind us of God’s great love and grace. We remember that God loved us so much that He sent His Son to be born here on earth, to share stories with us, to die on a cross for our salvation and forgiveness, and to be resurrected to give us the hope and promise of eternal life with Him. God gives us everything we need through Jesus. Our memories of those who came before us in the faith are our foundation for our own faith and life.
We need memories to give us this firm foundation to take steps into this life. Memories are needed. Memories are brought into the present to comfort us and give us hope. Memories are filled with love. Memories continue to give life and love. Cherish your memories and share your stories.
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