Into the Fire

There are times in our lives which we almost rush past, participating but not realizing how quickly these times will pass and move on to the next times in our lives with barely a moment to truly reflect on what took place. That's when memories are called upon by a simple remembrance, a flash from the past, that brings us to a sudden stop to recall how meaningful those quickly passing times truly were – and how we missed so much in the moment of our past when we kept looking ahead instead of right in front of us. 

Re-connecting with people who meant so much to you, but somehow then there wasn't the connection you hoped there could have been. 

Memories are funny things. They can sometimes elevate people, places, and things to pedestals they never could've occupied, or you relegate them to failures when they were really just a part of living. 

Not all memories are accurate nor are they all good or bad, but they serve a purpose in the tomorrows of our lives, and it's best not to let them slip away again. 

Father, I have some good and some bad, you know them all. Huge regrets and major joys. The best thing is you rescued me from myself. And that memory is precious. Thank you is never enough. In the Name of Jesus, Amen.