Rosemary and I were discussing last night one of the problems of aging: loss of memory: Walking into a room and forgetting why I went there, being unable to bring to your lips the name of someone close.
Conversations at breakfast which I normally have with a group of friends of which I am the youngest, are often strange. Detailed discussions take place about mutual acquaintances, whose names are never mentioned, because none of our aging minds can remember the names, but we all know to whom we refer.
These little lapses of memory are normal; but forgetting our past can be spiritually deadly.
In a spiritual desert? It happens, that “feeling” that God is far away, that our prayers hit the ceiling and go no further, that Our Father, if He even exists, just doesn’t care.
We all have those moments. It becomes a great problem if we dwell in the desert and a momentary “feeling” can become a dry and hopeless way of life.
These moments are also “memory” problems and the solution to these desert moments is to remember.
“Remember Whose you are and Whom you serve. Provoke yourself by recollection, and your affection for God will increase tenfold; your imagination will not be starved any longer, but will be quick and enthusiastic, and your hope will be inexpressibly bright”
When things seem a bit dry, remember. Remember how He saved you. Remember how He’s never left you. Trace your history and recall His unending care and presence in your life.
Remember and
Be not dry but blessed.
Nick
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