filing

I have often thought of my mind as a dusty library (from the era when they still used the dewy decimal system and you had to find the card in the catalog). All of my memories are stacked on shelves in neat little boxes. Some I open frequently, and some I rarely touch, but they are all there...sitting in their neat little boxes, waiting for me to pull out the catalog and find the card that tells me where they are.

I realized yesterday, because of some specific circumstances, that most of these memories are contained in picture form. I have always loved that scene from Elizabethtown where Kirsten Dunst looks after Orlando Bloom and holds up her hands and snaps a picture of him walking away. I feel like it is taking a picture and storing it in your heart to look back on later.

I do that in my life...not always shown by the physical action of taking a picture with my fingers, but nevertheless, I take the moments that touch me and store them in my heart. There they sit waiting to have their box picked so I will look at them.

These are the precious, beautiful moments that I want to keep with me forever. There are beautiful sunsets too glorious to be captured by a camera. There are the moments of sitting around drinking coffee with the people I love and wanting that moment to last forever. There are the glories of God that cannot be captured any other way.

Sometimes you can catch me doing this...if I'm quiet and just soaking up a moment...most likely I'm taking a picture...but I may just be tired...

Peace out yo!!

And Happy Easter!!

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