Mary treasured up all these things, and pondered them in her heart. (Luke 2:19)That's one thing love does: it replays scenes and events over and over in our hearts. It understands that another person as a treasure, and keeps polishing each memory to make sure it stays bright and unfaded. And I understood a few things in a different light.
- My father used to photograph things to focus his own attention on what he loved, and to keep the memories.
- A sister in Christ at church is a devoted scrap-booker. Her books are filled with her family. Again, a way to focus her attention, rehearse her love, and treasure memories in a tangible way.
- I know someone who, not really artistic enough to scrap-book, has little biographies of her children's best moments in a Word document.
- My grandmother, every time I saw her, would rehearse story after story of all the good in my grandfather. When it came time to write his eulogy, I realized that she had been praising the good in his life every time I heard her, not waiting until he died to praise his life. Much better for his sake, I'd think.