I will sing of the Lord’s great love forever;
with my mouth I will make your faithfulness known
through all generations. I will declare that your love stands firm…
Psalm 89:1 & 2a
Today, May 29th, is Memorial Day. This national holiday began as a way to honor soldiers who’d lost their lives in the Civil Way. For many years it was known as Decoration Day, a term I remember my Grandma Carrie using when I was a little girl.
Although Memorial Day was established to honor men and women who’ve lost their lives in service to our country, today it is commonly used to remember not only those who perished in military service, but also, other deceased loved ones.
I’m remembering my dad, a WWII veteran, whose earthly life ended in 2006. I’ll recall also my grandparents and other beloved family members who’ve passed into eternity.
Recently, Ron and I traveled through the quiet little farming community of Greencreek, Idaho. We drove up a gravel country road to the lovely cemetery situated atop a hill. We placed flowers on the graves of Ron’s parents, his grandparents and an uncle, remembering their special lives. The solidness of the rolling fields and farms below was beautiful and comforting.
I don’t understand death. I don’t like saying ‘good-bye’ to those I love. Yet, I know death is inevitable and is as much a part of life as is birth.
Each person I remember left his or her imprint on my life. The way in which their days were lived became the legacy they left.
Today as I remember, I also want to reflect on my own journey, my own mortality.
How will I be remembered?
What kind of legacy will my life leave?
A little quote from the late, great author, Theodor Seuss Geisel, whose whimsical words were loaded with wisdom, is a great reminder:
Today I shall behave as if this is the day I will be remembered.
~ Dr. Seuss
Blessings on each of us as we remember and reflect today…
What you leave behind is not what is engraved in stone monuments, but what is woven into the lives of others.
To know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived. This is to have succeeded.
~ Ralph Waldo Emerson