Life is full of them. From small victories like seeing your child take their first steps or seeing your child being born to later ones like playing with grandchildren or watching your son or daughter get married. There are many more memories than these and they are strewn in all of the nooks and crannies of our lives. Some of them we can remember vividly and some not so much. It seems that the more years you have on your plate, more of those memories show up as the “not so much” bunch.
Oh, I can remember some of the times from school, high school and sometimes even some from grammar school. The recent memories like what did we get at the grocery store day before yesterday are pretty fuzzy and not available to me clearly. What did I do last weekend, other than preach a sermon on Sunday morning? What was that sermon about?
Unless I wrote it down, I can’t tell you anything about it. I barely remember which part of the Bible it came from. These are the issues that I am beginning to deal with on a daily basis and I didn’t think I was going to get to this point until maybe twenty more years had passed, at least I had hoped for about that much time.
I am writing this post, not so much to bring hope to others but to ask for your prayers for me. I don’t want to forget like this. Memories allow us to enjoy our life that was, when we can remember it. Old memories, those from more than five years ago at least I can remember pretty well. This has me concerned. Not worried exactly, but concerned. Thank you all in advance for praying for me.