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Power of Memories

Do you ever take a pause in life to reflect on the good moments?  

Those moments of reflection are my favorite days.  The days where I'm in tune with my senses that it brings back the best memories.  I hear a song that takes me to a happy place.  I smell a scent that reminds me of home or my mission.  I feel the sun on my face or wind in my hair and I am at total peace. 

These are the days that I absolutely love!  The days that I can reflect on all that God has done for me.  I remember a good memory and I can see all God's blessings for me from that memory.  


This last week, in the midst of all my stress at work, I heard a song that took me back a couple of years ago to a moment with Abree and my other 2 nieces her age.  We were driving from DC down to Williamsburg and got stuck in 4 hours of traffic.  I introduced them to Celine Dion as we drove.  They laughed hysterically at me while I sang karaoke to Celine's song "It's all coming back to me".  Not only did I sing it, but I threw my body into all the dramatic parts of the song.  And last week as I listened to it again, I had a huge smile across my face remembering that moment in the car.  I could hear their laughter.  I could see and smell everything around me again.  And all the stress I was carrying disappeared.  

I didn't want that memory to stop and so I decided to reenact it for them through video.  My other daughter, Kodi, who never even knew about the event was recording and trying to hold back her laughter as she watched me.  I sent it out on our family photo share and tagged the girls just thinking it would be a good laugh at the end of the first week of school for them.  Little did I know it would turn into a karaoke sing off with my sisters and mom.

What an amazing moment that one memory was for me!  It gave me something to be excited about and look forward to each night.  That one memory that brought me so much happiness, turned in to a memory that we all got to enjoy and be a part of.  

As I savored this memory, my day was filled with so much happiness.  My mind began to reflect on how good God really is.  I was able to sing praises of joy to Him for giving me memories and the ability to reflect on those memories.  The whole experience helped me see how the smallest moments can turn into blessings in our lives.  


What are memories that you hold dear that could help you reflect on all the goodness in your life?


Have you allowed the power of a memory to take away your stress and help you remember what happiness is?


Comments

April said…
Yes! The power of gratitude!! I love those moments too. Our brains and bodies are so amazing. It’s funny that the memories I love the most are often small, spontaneous moments that snuck up on me. Like when I got to snuggle my kids in bed one morning when they were younger. I remember laying there and just appreciating my sweet kids and realizing how blessed I am. Then my daughter said “Mom, we’re not your stuffed animals! Get out of bed and make us some breakfast.” ������
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