Remember: “To have or keep an image or idea in your mind of (something or someone from the past; to think of again; to cause to come back into your mind; to keep in your mind – to not forget.”
In a couple of weeks we will honor those who gave the ultimate sacrifice for our freedom as Americans. The freedom we have to agree or disagree with a thought, word or ideology, the freedom to worship as we please without interference from the government, and the freedom to direct our own lives while pursuing happiness.
Whether or not we agree with the decisions being handed down, we will come together as a nation, hopefully thankful for the privilege of living in the United States and those who have given selflessly of themselves to protect it. I will remember my grandfather, who fought during WW II, and I will silently applaud all who have flags on their graves, as heroes and heroines worthy of my honor.
What about Jesus, though? He died and rose again. His resurrection is the cornerstone of our faith. He has promised to never leave us or forsake us, and yet we live everyday acting as though He is absent, bringing out the flag of remembrance painted with eggs and grass only once a year on Easter. However I shouldn’t need a holiday to remember Him. Just as I see my children everyday and don’t need to be reminded of their presence, so should it be with Christ. His presence should be so palpable in my life that I am constantly aware of Him and act on it.
It’s sad to think that many of our country’s most courageous will be acknowledged with only a flag on a plastic stick this Memorial Day, perhaps accompanied by a parade. However, the plastic stick was not the motive for their sacrifice. They gave for freedom’s sake, just as Christ did for us. They selflessly gave of themselves and Christ, having risen again, deserves His just place as Lord and Savior. He should be paraded through our lives every day of the year.
I pray this Memorial day that your memories are sweet and filled with gratitude. I pray you teach your children, and your children’s children, the value of remembering, because sometimes looking back can prevent the rash acts of the future – but that’s another post for another day.