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ByKaren

Memories…

The following lyrics were written by John Lennon and Paul McCartney, otherwise known as part of the Beatles, in 1965. Though I’ve changed the word “lovers” to “loved ones” and made the “you” a personal standpoint to mean God/Christ, the words can still have a great meaning.

In My Life

“There are places I remember all my life, though some have changed. Some forever, not for better, some have gone, and some remain.

All these places have their moments of loved ones and friends I still can recall. Some are dead and some are living, and in my life, I’ve loved them all.

And with all these friends and loved ones, there is no one compares with You. And these mem’ries lose their meaning when I think of love as something new.

And I know I’ll never lose affection for people and things that went before. I know I’ll often stop and think about them. In my life, I’ve loved You more.”

My mind is always flooded with memories. The things that most people would never remember, I have stored in the back files of my mind. This is not always a blessing, believe me. Sometimes, there are several things that I wish I could forget.

Sometimes, an image of a person will come to my mind, but not just that image, but anything that person has ever done towards me, whether it be good or bad, will come flooding back also. If it happened to be an offense that I have already forgiven, I definitely don’t want that brought back to my remembrance.

I know that I don’t want my past sin/offenses remembered and held against me at any given moment.

Thank God, that when we repent, He cast our sins as far as the East is from the West! Never to be remembered again.

 

Memories... Photo By Karen Wilds

 

Not all memories are meant to be bad or dreadful. God allows us to have wonderful memories. Memories of the loved ones who have gone on already and the time that we got to spend with them. Memories aroused by scents around us or a familiar sight.

We come into contact with all kinds of people throughout life. Sometimes, we learn from them, while at other times, we are teaching them. Our main goal is to ALWAYS love them. Yes, they will disappoint us and we will disappoint them, but such is life. We must correct the wrong, ask for forgiveness, LOVE, and move on.

But, I want to be able to tell God, since He knows our hearts, “… in my life, I’ve loved YOU more!”

ByJudye

Considering The Lillies

I guess the older we get, the more we recall past experiences with tempered melancholia. What seemed tragic in childhood, after mature reflection, seems somewhat sweeter as time passes. Bitter-sweet is an apt way to describe it.

My shepherd dog, Skippy, was my best friend. We were both born in Birmingham, Alabama. My parents got him when he was a puppy & I was barely walking. We loved each other unconditionally. I remember my parents telling me how Skippy saved me from toddling into a busy street by pulling me back by the seat of my pants before they could get to me.

Time wore on & we were living in Paducah, KY. I was in 4th grade & when we were at school, Skippy, would leave our house just off Schniedeman Rd. & go to my Aunt’s house – all the way to Park Ave. That’s a long trek for a dog, but he learned to cross the street with the lights & always made it back safely. She took care of him until he decided the visit was over. Most everybody on his route knew him by name.

One afternoon he came home sick & laid in the backyard for hours. Dad came home from work & said he had been poisoned & we would just stay with him until it was time for him to leave us. We didn’t leave his side. My Mom cried. We all cried as we watched him leave us. I remember it as if it happened 5 minutes ago. Daddy wrapped him in a clean white sheet & carefully carried him away. We buried him in the field right next to our house. I drove by there a while back to see if the field had been upset by new construction. It hasn’t been touched. “Consider the lilies of the field” has a special meaning to this woman who will never forget her best friend, Skippy.

ByDiania

Memory Bouquet

It’s the little memories
That make a bouquet
The refreshing fragrance
You think of each day

The one’s that remind you
Of how you’ve been blessed
Can simply helps you forget
All the rest

A smile that comes
From out of nowhere
Is simply a gift
That God chose to share

A picture of yesterday
A thought of the past
Is now a memory
That will forever last

Thoughts of tomorrow
will soon be long gone
a memory will be all
that’s carries on

So hold onto all
life has to give
just a take a deep
breath and go out and live

Take each memory
you make everyday
share with someone
and make a memory bouquet