Are you looking around? I mean really looking?
When I was young, I didn’t
know that one day I would wish that I had paid better attention to the people around
me and even my surroundings. Things I thought I would never forget, I have
forgotten. I wish I had just paused and looked with intention like I was taking
a picture with my mind. I have forgotten classmates and friends from our youth
group. Our family moved a lot, so I’ve forgotten about some of those homes.
Does it matter that I cannot remember everything? I suppose not. But I want to.
Life blurs when we do a lot of the same activities over and over. So many things are similar. But occasionally, something out of the ordinary will stand out and stick. That’s why, if we want to remember, we must be intentional in the mundane to pause and focus our attention.
My family members are subtly changing right before my eyes. I’m changing too. Our surroundings are changing. The church I attended growing up burned to the ground a while back. It was a large church with many halls and connectors to other buildings. I have since forgotten so much about the layout and how it all looked and even so many of the people. As a young person, I had such fun exploring those corridors, but now I cannot recall how it all went.
We will soon be moving into our new building. I’ll miss the time we’ve had at the Adventist facilities. You can bet I’m looking around. I want to remember the beauty of that place, the special times there, and the kindness of those people. But I also want to look into the faces of those attending our church and remember you all. Impossible, I know. But I plan to try.
One day, in a generation or two, we will all be forgotten. Hopefully, the fruit of our lives lived walking in the Spirit will live on even in those who don’t remember us.