Since burying my son, I’ve thought a lot about memories. Not only recalling specific moments or events, but the nature of memory itself.
Why can I easily relive certain events, bring to mind a joke, or a car ride to the store in great detail yet not access others except in bits and pieces?
There are all kinds of theories on how our minds make and store memories. Lots of research being done on which synapses fire and which pathways are activated.
But can I just tell you from a mama’s heart that what makes memories–good or bad–is strong emotion.
We remember what we passionately feel.
When we engage our hearts, we imprint our minds.
So be aware that all the fancy fixings for Christmas don’t make memories. The moments you and they will cherish are the ones bathed in love, covered with laughter, circled round with the warmth of fellowship.
Presents, menus and decorations will be forgotten by this time next year but the sweet aroma of a peace-filled home welcoming the Presence of Christ will linger for eternity.
Skip the lines and frantic last- minute preparation and spend the next few days basking in God’s love, mercy and grace.
Your soul will be filled with His peace and overflow to those you love.
And that will be a memory everyone will cherish.