Happy Monday. Happy “Decoration Day.”
You may be wondering, “What’s that?”
Today, being Memorial Day, is a day we honor the memory of all the heroes of the past and present, who gave their all.
At any place where crowds gathered, there were people selling small red paper poppies for ten cents. As you got one, it was placed on the lapel or another prominent place. This signified the blood that was spilled on foreign fields.
I’m glad this day has continued through these years. Surely these people deserve a day when thought and gratitude is bestowed on them.
Yes, have fun, take it as a holiday. But if you have one, why not fly a flag and “remember”?
It makes me think of many people who have been a part of who I am–and I am so grateful, so humbled.
Just two days ago, I attended an event where I had the great joy of talking with a lady with whom I had gone to the same Sunday school and church as children (long ago).
My heart was warmed as we called names of so many who invested in our lives. I owe them to remember and thank them for their faithfulness.
They are all gone now. But I can say “thank you” by trying to fill their shoes when possible.
We are remiss, I fear, to keep in our memories those who have influenced us, mentored us. Let’s fix that!
God said so much to the Israelites as they were entering a new place, the long awaited Promised Land, about remembering.
“Only take heed to thyself, and keep thy soul diligently, lest thou forget.” Deuteronomy 4:9
“Remember the days of old, consider the years of many generations…” Deuteronomy 32:7
Precious memories flood my soul.