My brother has a fun approach to the points where our memory lanes meet. Once we find a point, we explore it from individual perspectives at that time as well as the context of what came before and after.
The first time I went through the walk down memory lane, I found myself getting more and more confused. I was certain in my recall and the details. My surprise began with someone, anyone, remembering it differently! The start had been so innocent, in many ways just like the psalmist’s words; “remember how we got the news in Ephrathah, learned all about it at Jaar Meadows?” (Psalm 132.6
I have come to appreciate the role perspective and context has in describing an event. Once I let go of the innocent arrogance that there was only one perspective and context, I found myself in a story with many doors! As one views a moment in time as an innocent action by another party, another will see as revenge based in a historical context unknown to anyone but the participants. With new exploring, when this happens, I reach for my box of questions. There is always so much more to be discovered and understood.
What is black and white in my memory, maybe a shade of grey or even a bright color in another’s. There are no capital offenses that I can see when I look down memory lane. Having reflected, I remember people who passed. In at least one case, my actions had a role to play. I was assured at the time that it was innocent and unintentional. I wonder what judgement I would reach if I dispassionately examined this moment in my lane from all directions.
There are opportunities to learn and grow with our memories, but the real value is in applying them to the present. Before you start, be warned. It can be discouraging to release how often one repeats a mistake. I have come to lessons from repeated failures with a smile and a renewed commitment to use the lesson for good.
