Do This and Remember
Miles was still little. He had taken an iPod from my sister’s old room. Natalie had passed away a few years prior, and I admit that I was curious what pieces of my sister that little bit of technology held. I found a charger and plugged it in. I don’t think anyone had touched it in the years. I began looking through songs she had stored and came across a video. It was Natalie and Miles playing in her room. I heard my own voice in the background, but that wasn’t what caught my attention. It was her voice. Hearing her words, the tone of her voice, the flow of her word; they made my heart leap into my throat and I began to weep.
How quickly we forget what once was. We adapt to the new, and the rhythm of the old begins to fade. After only a few short weeks I have learned to stand 6 feet from others, to not hug those I love, to wash and sanitize my hands with each new encounter.
At the table with his disciples, hours before His grusome death, Jesus said “Do this and remember.” The bread. The wine. These elements of body and blood would take on thousands of years of remembrance. This Friday we commune and remember.
Let our short-lived memories be revived as we partake. For the Kingdom of God is near.