Hebrews
8:12
For I will be merciful to their unrighteousness, and their sins and their iniquities will I remember no more.
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Life has a delicate way of making you live. A sweet forceful push to inhale, exhale, and breathe. Heartbeats, steps taken forward and backward, and at times, tears that seem to never cease. I guess if you are forced to do something, the only acceptable enforcer should be life. We were created to live with all of the "things" it entails, so the complaint zone is null and void when you encounter those, "just can't get right", situations.
Invisible memories are created from life's just can't get right situations. Someone has done you wrong or better yet, you have done yourself wrong. Listening, trusting and believing for something or someone that will never benefit you. It's not for you, doesn't belong to you, yet you try to force life to accept it by giving you what you ask for. Asking for trouble in a nice manner is still trouble, and being the recipient of nice trouble always leaves you with a painful reality.
Moving fast in slow motion is confusion. Nothing ever lines up. Right and wrong bump into each other and invade each other's space. A wide smile in an attempt to cover a stupid grin that's fighting to hold in tears, hurt and shame is simply dumb de dumb, dumb dumb. Never forget that life is the enforcer.
The posted picture is honest joy in it's purest form. My daughter and I had taken FrankieWeenie - Ball Park Frank, to a vet appointment to get his nails trimmed. The picture was taken after his successful appointment 'cause he sure can act a fool in the car, and before we arrived at a yogurt shop.
Google photos provides a daily slide show of pictures dating back to 2019. Why? I don't know. It started one day after receiving one of the many Terminator updates; they definitely keep coming back. Now my lock screen is pomegranate red and I haven't figured out how to change it. Anyway...
When I saw the picture I smiled, remembering the day and realizing that a few days before I'd made defining life changing decisions. I felt good, was moving forward and excited that everything about me was in motion.
After reminiscing for a few moments I caught my breath, then pausing with light shock. Still happy but just a little perplexed. I forgot. I really forgot. In all of my joy I forgot about the bruise on my face. In all of my forward motion I forgot what happened the week before. Invisible memories.
The picture was taken on Saturday, May 22, 2021. The Saturday before I was punched in my face. The exact location was the lower right side of my chin. I just mouthed negro with a short N, a short I, two short GG's and a long A.
I enlarged the picture and yep, the testimony mark is there. I thought on "that" day, the following week and May 22, 2021 and was still filled with joy. Ain't God good?
Life forced me to live, and if I may say so myself, I'm getting it in! No pain, no gain? Listen here, you can gain without pain. Make a decision, get in position, and live. It did and does my heart so good to look at that picture and see love. I remember on that day I was loved. I know on this day that I am loved. Anything that didn't benefit me was and still is, invisible.
Those tedious, prickly, aggravating things that you choose to hold on to are just that - tedious, prickly and aggravating. To be at a beautiful place in life is amazing. To be "over it", forgiven and free is amazing. For that thing to be right up in AND on your face AND be invisible? Ain't God good!
Keep on living my friend...just keep on living.
I luv you.
