Memories

Every once in a while I will have episodes of memories flooding my mind not knowing really how long I will be stuck in this "ah memories" mode but feeling very out of it.

Recently I've been remembering times when my brother and I were younger and would play all sorts of random games, pretending we were anyone but ourselves. Of course those who know me well have already heard these stories, so bare with me. But today an old friend, Brian, and I happened to visit a local thrift store and he being the strong man that he is started rummaging through all these bins of toys. as we started finding toys we both used to play with memories flowed through again...

My brother and I would usually fight, but we did have little snippets of time we actually got along enough to have some fun. I remember mostly the tom-boyish things I would do with him. We would watch Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, Transformers, all the Saturday morning cartoons, laying in our pj's. On the days we played out side and find out we could make our Turtle head bands, just smashing berries on sheet strips. He made a really cool pair of nun-chucks and I made a pair of dagger out of cardboard and foil paper.

I remember all this stuff when I look at who we have become today, almost wishing we could drift back to those innocent days and just worry about which turtle we would be. We would stack up all the pillows and pretend we were horse racing. We would dig snow forts in the winter, climb trees in the summer.

Those memories are special. I love my brother, he would make me mad sometime, still does, and he makes me laugh so hard I cry. The toys were classic, today we found originals of so many characters both Brian and I remember. To top it off I'm in my old hometown, Markleville. My whole life was spent in this town. Odd how when you visit a place you see things that have drastically changed and others you're surprised haven't changed at all. Markelville is still a blink you'll miss it nothing town, while Pendleton,another home town of mine, is booming with progress.

As I look back I look at life back then and now, and wonder if I'm the same person. Have I grown? Have broadened my horizons? I look at myself today and think of me just pushing forward and wanting more done and more accomplished. I've been fueled to go further. God has given me this desire to do more and to be better than what I knew. I don't want to settle for less than what God has for more. I also need to be focused on what he wants me to do. I need to be detached from anything keeping me from God.

The only one I need to be attached to is God and His will for my life.