I am a hoarder. There, I said it. But I don’t hoard stuff or trash; I hoard memories. I cling to memories, happy or painful, far past their expiration date. Some of my memories I will carry forever. For instance, when I was a child, I vividly remember staying the night at my great aunt’s house. She always had the most interesting stuff. Pictures from years gone by covered her walls. An organ sat in the back room, always beaconing me to “play” it. And every Sunday- every Sunday- without fail, we would have Shipley’s do-nuts and black coffee. I love those memories.
My most favorite memories from my childhood are of Christmas’ gone by; but not for the reason you might think. Every year, my mom and dad would take my sister and I downtown to the building where my dad worked. If I close my eyes, I can still smell the air in the building and see the people buzzing around us. The building was lit up with the excitement of the season; or maybe it just felt that way because I knew why we were there. We’d stop at the long table that was just in front of the Christmas tree. The table was always filled with cards, and some even hung from the tree. The cards were names of less fortunate children in the area that were depending on us to save Christmas.
I couldn’t understand as a child the character it was building or the love of giving it was instilling in me. I was just excited to get to be a super hero; at least that’s how my parents made us feel. I would almost always pick a card with a kid near my own age. I could not wait to shop for them! One year, I remember asking if we could get an extra one, to which my parents obliged. We would gather the toys, and I would “help” mom wrap them. Dad would take them to work the next day, and I always remember have such a sense of pride, like I saved the world with one small act of kindness.
On the other hand, sometimes my memories get the best of me. I have a hard time letting go of past pains and hurts. When I was in college, I thought I was in love with one of my close friends. I tried for years to get him to notice me, to no avail. When he finally started dated a mutual acquaintance, I was devastated. I had let myself get too attached to a thought. And even though I eventually let that go, I had a sense of timidity when my husband and I started courting because of the shame and hurt I felt from my previous friendship.
When we finally give our heart to the Lord through salvation, Scripture tells us that He cast our sin as far as the east is from the west; so far apart it never meets again. God is sincere in His forgiveness, and the memories of the pain we have caused Him in our past are erased forever. We as humans have a hard time understanding this concept, so we still allow the enemy to come in and remind us of our past. The great thing is, we can walk in victory over our past. We have to come to a point where we realize that if the God of the universe can forgive us, maybe we can cut ourselves a little slack.
While it’s easy to get wrapped up in who we used to be, we have to remember that God does not judge us on our forgiven past. But rather, He embraces us and cleans us up! We never have to worry about getting dirty again! His love and grace is sufficient for us! And any time the enemy tries to come in and remind you of your past, just remember to forget that memory, just as God does.
Scripture References:
2 Corinthians 10:4-5 (NIV)
4) The weapons we fight with are not the weapons of the world. On the contrary, they have divine power to demolish strongholds. 5) We demolish arguments and every pretension that sets itself up against the knowledge of God, and we take captive every thought to make it obedient to Christ.
Genesis 9:15I will remember my covenant between me and you and all living creatures of every kind. Never again will the waters become a flood to destroy all life.
Exodus 20:8
Remember the Sabbath day by keeping it holy.
Remember the Sabbath day by keeping it holy.
Isaiah 46:9
Remember the former things, those of long ago; I am God, and there is no other; I am God, and there is none like me.
Remember the former things, those of long ago; I am God, and there is no other; I am God, and there is none like me.
Matthew 16:9
Do you still not understand? Don’t you remember the five loaves for the five thousand, and how many basketfuls you gathered?
Do you still not understand? Don’t you remember the five loaves for the five thousand, and how many basketfuls you gathered?
Revelation 3:3
Remember, therefore, what you have received and heard; hold it fast, and repent. But if you do not wake up, I will come like a thief, and you will not know at what time I will come to you.
Remember, therefore, what you have received and heard; hold it fast, and repent. But if you do not wake up, I will come like a thief, and you will not know at what time I will come to you.
Thought Builder:
Are you holding on to some memories that you need to let go?
What’s your greatest memory of your walk with Christ?
Have you ever had a different memory than someone who experienced the same situation as you?
Love L.I.F.E (Love Is ForEver):
Take a few moments to reminisce with your sweetie. Take turns swapping the best memories that you have shared, and how they have impacted your relationship. If possible, pull out the photo album or scrap books, and let the great memories flow.
(Picture above © Trina Hattenstein)