Every one has a story. A stuffed animal once loved by a boy or a girl. A dog earred comic book helping to pass the time. I spent the better part of two hours this afternoon at a local antique store. I didn't really plan to go into the store but the window displays of old furniture, a 1930s telephone and a radio lured me inside.
As I strolled through the aisles, I was flooded with memories. A table that looked like the one mom had from grandma. A Pillsbury doughboy doll like the one I had as a kid. An ocassional Fisher-Price playset. Old magazines, LPs, cassettes... seems like forever since we used them.
I couldn't help wonder the stories these artifacts would tell. The birthday present, the anniversary gift, maybe a doodad from a vacation.
Then I had to stop, a recent funeral and upcoming family reunion and a new baby all combine to challenge me to consider what memories am I making. What am I doing to leave legacy to friends and family.
I believe memories are what keep us churning ahead in the tough moments. Those mental monuments that make us stop and reflect on a lesson and a lifestyle.
Proverbs 10:7 says The memory of the righteous will be a blessing. Are you creating blessings for those around you?
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