REMEMBER WHEN?

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I think every generation considers the “good old days” as their times growing up and as young adults.  George Washington undoubtedly preferred remembering the days when he was cutting down cherry trees more than his time leading a fledgling country out of a revolution and building what is now America.  On the other hand, he would probably be rolling over in his grave (if that’s possible) if he knew what has happened to the country since it’s beginnings.

The older we get, the more we seem to dwell on the past.  We reminisce about how much better things were when we were kids.  We believe that particular juncture in time was perfect, but not so.  For example when I was growing up in the 40s and 50s, we had no clue about global warming or the internet.  Our lives were simpler then.  Kids played in the street – we didn’t lock our doors – we ate dirt – we recycled before it was popular,

BUT it also was a time right after a world war and during the Korean War .  The atomic bomb was a real threat.  Air raid drills were held in our schools.  Many were building bomb shelters in their backyards.  The economy was still in a state of recovery.  We wore second hand clothes and shoes.  Our food was home made and consisted of starchy things like pasta to fill us up. We never knew about the ill effects of gluten. We never thought of paying $50 bucks for a pair of old, torn blue jeans and we were lucky if we got a pair of new shoes when school started –  but. I digress.

The truth is, every decade has its good and bad memories.  One of the blessings God has given me is the ability to forget the bad things that have happened in my life.  I’ve been able to tuck the icky stuff into the back of my brain.  Maybe that’s why I have such weird dreams, but I digress again.

What I’m trying to say is this – Looking back is a good thing, but looking forward is even better.  We, as Christians, have been promised a perfect life in eternity after our death.  How great is that?  We will some day be in the paradise that God originally planned for us.  We will have all our teeth – healthy bodies – no sorrows or tears – our joy will be overflowing.  So without hesitation we can say “Throw every day forward!”

 

Hebrews 10:17 “I will remember their sins and their lawless deeds no more.”

 

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About atimetoshare.me

As I reach the end of my years, I find I have a lot of good information stored up in this old decrepit mind of mine. If I don't write it all down, it may vanish and no one will have the advantage of my thoughts. This is why this blog exists. I love the Lord, Jesus with all my heart and soul. I know I'm undeserving of all He's done for me, but I also know that His love is beyond my comprehension. I've always wanted to write. I never kept diaries, but tucked my thoughts in my head for future reference. I use them now in creating stories, plays, poetry and my blog. I continue to learn every day. I believe the compilation of our time spent with God will have huge affect on the way we live. I know I'm a sinner and I need a Savior. I have One through Jesus, Christ. My book, "Stages - a memoir," is about the seven stages of life from the perspective of a woman. It addresses all the things girls and women go through in life as they travel it with Jesus, and it is available on Amazon.com.
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11 Responses to REMEMBER WHEN?

  1. Yes, I remember like it was yesterday, feeling like I could not wait to grow up. Now my grandchildren are grown, and I wanna be a kid again, lol.

    Like you, I am looking forward to heaven — all the more, as more of my loved ones get there ahead of me. But it looks like I won’t be going any time soon. At least not from cancer, the surgeon told me yesterday that my biopsy was benign. Thank You Lord!!

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  2. We actually thought it was normal to watch those movies at school telling us what to do if a bomb dropped. Growing up in the shadow of the mushroom cloud was kind of scary but at the same time sort of normal. What a weird time it was.

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    • atimetoshare.me says:

      Yes it was. Now kids are faced with murderers coming into their schools in addition to being afraid of a nuclear disaster. Sad.

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  3. I miss the days of getting my cousins old hand me down jeans so I could cut them off making shorts…
    I miss being able to walk freely places and not worry about getting kidnapped, mugged or murdered….
    I miss kindness, manners and respect–for everyone, no matter what—
    I don’t miss knowing where the fallout shelters were or doing those ridiculous drills as if getting under my desk would protect me from Nuclear annihilation.
    I miss watching Huntley and Brinkley—real news men with real news…
    I miss The Ed Sullivan Show and Father Knows Best and Leave it to Beaver and I Love Lucy—not just the reruns….
    I miss being proud and free saying our Pledge.
    I miss that Sunday was a day only the Churches were open…no malls, no bars…etc….
    Oh I could go on and on—
    But now I look forward to, as you say, our eventual Homecoming!!!!

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  4. I have tried to make it my goal to get older but not grow up! My kids tell me I am doing fine on that one.
    Really love this post! It is all so true and I love the wonderful hope at the end!

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