Memorial Day.....STILL
Many people may not know this, but Memorial Day weekend marks the anniversary of my (Phyllis') dad dying unexpectedly 17 years ago. It's amazing to me that some of the memories are still so fresh and real....almost palpable....and others? Others have faded with time. It is always sad to realize that the good memories are fading. However, I am thankful that some of the uncomfortable memories have become gray in color rather than stark black and white. The vividness of both of those kinds of moments are now lightened with God's grace and time. I was surprised this year to miss my dad and the fact that my husband and children will never get to meet him. It caught me off guard, and I was tempted to have a pity party, if I am honest. In the quiet moments, another thought caught my mind too.....but this one? It tempted me to put a stake in the ground, a visual, tangible reminder that I can come back to and lay ahold of to recall the lesson I learned. In the Old Testamen