Memories are funny things. They come back in flashes and they remind us of so many things.
My memories are mostly good. Not just good really, they are great.
This Thanksgiving we sat at the table without my parents and remembered our family prayer, shared the funny things my Mom and Dad would say on big (and small) occasions and reveled in the wonderful adventures we have shared throughout the years.
I was born a lucky girl and I have always thought I was lucky indeed. Now, as I grow older, I realize that this was not an accident. A loving God turned me over to wonderful parents who raised me to know Him and to love Him. They set me on a life path that led me to a terrific husband, blessed me with three daughters and now two grandchildren. I am beyond lucky. I’m not sure there is a word for it really.
But most of all, I know that my past and my future come together in God’s hands. I worry not because He has taken such good care of me for so long that I know my luck has not run out. As one who loves the Lord, I am certain my luck will never end. Life and the life to come is only going to get better.
I’m making memories now for my family. I hope in the future they will look back and think their parents did some crazy, funny, and loving stuff and they will miss us a little. But, I also hope they will know that God watches over them and one day…one glorious day…we will all laugh together again.
For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans togive you hope and a future. Jeremiah 29:11