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Oh To Wise Meditations

I have a scar on my forehead that no one remembers how I got it. None of my immeditate family knows, not even my grandmother who raised me remembered. My mother was the only one that remembered and she told me when I was a baby I fell and cut my head on two tables. My mother passed away when I was young along with alot of my precious memories. My Grandmother passed away recently and she had great memories of me that no one else knew. One she never forgot to tell me was the time as I ran and left her behind when a stray dog was attacking us. She would laugh angrily, where were you? I said, I thought you were behind. These memories are too wonderful to forget. I can't help but think how God remembers everything about me. Lord, you were there when I came out of my mother's womb. You have never missed a birthday party or any celebration I have ever had. You were there even at the sad times in my life. The funerals of my mother, father, grandma, grandpa and other friends as well. Thank you that wept with me and felt my pain. Thank you for remembering me before you going to paradise. One day soon I am going to be with you Jesus. Your scars will I remember of what you did to save me. Meditate John 11:32-35

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