Monday, October 19, 2009

Bury your past, Part 1

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Technology blazes forward in many fashions, but none as remarkable as the computer chip. These chips perform faster and more accurately than ever. Yet, they pale in comparison to the human memory. Like a recurring movie, I can recall many things. Both the good times and the bad times receive equal play in the microprocessor of my brain..

Sadly, for many of us, the most poignant memories are of the slights we have received. We remember the snubs of friends, the insults of enemies, the slights by family. I still recall public humiliations from events on the school bus 30 years ago. Things that should have been erased from my memory bank long ago still crop up in my weakest moment.

I feel like a dog, who continually returns to the soft spot in the back yard and furtively digs up a bone buried long ago. Like an old friend, I return to hurts from yesterday.

Instead of living in the Past, I need to bury the past.
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3 comments so far - add yours here:

Glynn said...

Well, just whack me up side the head. Do you have a secret video cam in my mirror?

Good post. Too true for all of us, and especially me.

Anne L.B. said...

I hope I'm not overusing this quote yet. I just saw it about a week or so ago, and it's rapidly becoming a favorite:

"Whenever the devil reminds you of your past, remind him of his future." ~ Unknown

Jennifer @ Getting Down With Jesus said...

I've replayed scenes of my past goof-ups too often.

Thanks for the post, and the reminder to bury the past.

"What makes our labor holy, what makes it eternal, is not just the work but the state of our hearts while performing that work. When we comprehend that truth, then we realize washing dishes is as significant to the Kingdom as operating on a patient; driving a truck is as eternally triumphant as leading a company. Then, even in the zig-zags of our careers, when life seems more random than ordered, when it feels like we're running in thick mud with heavy boots, we can rest in the knowledge we're serving God as we labor faithfully and diligently."

-- Randy Kilgore, Made to Matter