Precious Memories... How they linger.

Most of you might want to skip this post. You will find that I am reflecting on a lot of memories. So if this is not the kind of thing you like to read then its not for you.

After writing last nights post I laid in bed awake for hours thinking of my Grandmother. So many memories popped into my mind. Vivid images of events special and not special flooded my memory like it was yesterday. Like the time I ran to the Christmas tree to see if I could find our name on a package. The Santa and eight tiny reingdeer that I would pick up and pretend that it was flying through the house. The Time I stood next to grandma and watched her roll out dough for the fried apple pies she was about to make. Memory after memory came to mind. I remember the time her and Grandpa came to visit on the first day we moved into our new house in Riverside Subdivision. I had a trampoline and I was bouncing on it on the front steps as they pulled in the drive. I ran to great them as any child would when they see their Grandparents pull up. I wonder if when we get to heaven if we will have the oppratunity to view past expierences in high defenition. How wonderful it would be to stroll down memory lane in living color. I would love to go back and see Noah loading the animals on the ark. Or David shooting the stones to the giant with his sling. Witness the birth of Christ. Even if we can't do that it will be wonderful to be home with all of our loved ones. After I meet Jesus the next person I want to meet is my Grandma and thank her for all of the lovely memories that she left me. It's sad to think of all of the loved ones who have gone on before us. Some of them are faded memories. I pray that I leave lots of cherished memories behind when I go home. I don't want to be a faded memory. My desire is that I have touched someone in a special way. I don't want to be forgotten 2 hours after that lid is closed and the crowd has gone back to their busy everyday lifes. My prayer is that those of you who read these blogs also don't become a faded memory. I may not remember all of your names all the time, but the people I will not forget. Thank God for great friends and loved ones.

Blessings till I post again.