Years, many, have passed. A new life has sprung forth in me. I am not who I once was. Traces of those days appear. When awake. When asleep. It is interesting how experiences can last. Cemented in my mind as if a picture hangs on the wall to take me back in time. Time, I thought I had so much of it. Now I am grasping to hang on just a little longer. Where I am. This leaves no space for trips down memory lane. I want to remember the first set of small hands I’d ever held that looked like mine.
I want to remember the first birthday’s and bike rides. My husband. How he works and loves me. How he loves me. I want to remember. I want to feel what is here and now. The temptation to go back is not one I want to fall into. Missing what has become and what is. This is me. Now. Life. This is life, now. Life then has come and gone. Not much to retain other than lessons learned. Battles of old can scarcely tell a new story. My mind has never really been safe on its own. With rehearsal after rehearsal of what I often try to forget or wish to see. My singular mind has no good for me.
“Renewal is not optional; it stands between laying aside the old self and putting on the new.” — Bible Hub
“And do not be conformed to this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind, that you may prove what is that good and acceptable and perfect will of God.” — Romans 12:2 NKJV
“You will keep in perfect peace the steadfast mind, because he trusts in You.” — Isaiah 26:3
“Take every thought captive to make it obedient to Christ.” — 2 Corinthians 10:5
