Memory

Back through the millions of tiny recollections we focus on one memory.

My grandson Eli, who is 8, said the other day, “Things aren’t like they used to be.”

But he wasn’t focusing on his own life. Rather he was going all the way back to the creation story and Adam and Eve. From his knowledge of the story he was “remembering” something that never happened to him that he never witnessed.

The story had power for him and the presence of the story in his faith tradition provided him the opportunity to “remember.”

Each Sunday, we tap into that collective memory of the Judeo-Christian faith tradition, and remember what the texts are trying to say to us. We  “remember” what Jesus said, and what the text is trying to teach us.

The only thing that is new in our reading of the text, is that moment when we obtain clarity about what the text means to us.

The table around which we worship says, “Do this in remembrance of me.”

The Bible is a collective memory of a faith tradition which is ever unfolding before us.

I hope you are able to “remember” what someone else recorded which is the word of God for the people of God.

Moving to the deeper places,
Jeff