I have a lifetime of snapshots. Some are on paper, printed on shiny stock and filed away in envelopes. Some are just left on my computer. But most are in my mind, memories of where I’ve been, what I’ve done.
With time, some of them fade.
Others, I cannot shake.
Some I wish I could remember just a little clearer. We went to Disneyland when I was a boy, but the only thing i can recall is standing at the entrance.
It’s history.
And I love to reminisce. I get adventurous thinking about my days living in Turkey, and the decade of wonder in Jackson Hole. Those trips in the mountains and to the beach and the big city always invoked such wonderful memories.
Along with yesterday are memories of betrayal and abandonment, of friendships lost, of family members who are gone, and of angry words that just continue to live on.
The rear-view mirror is great for nostalgia, but terrible for healing. All of it is yesterday, and I can’t change a thing about it.
But right now, I’m looking forward to better days ahead. I want to forge ahead with rebuilding relationships and finding new friendships. I want to be a better family man. I want to find my way again, to be a man after God’s heart.
It was Lincoln who said, “The best thing about the future is that it only comes one day at a time.”
I have found that five-year plans don’t work. One-year projections are shaky at best. Often, I don’t have a real good grip with even next week. So, I’ve got today. And maybe tomorrow. Trusting God, I walk this road.
Happy New Year.
Please, share with a friend if you feel moved.
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