Remember Me

I was listening to a story this morning on Public Radio about a man who has a rare form of amnesia.  At unpredictable moments in his life, he will loose his memory of the past, and have to start his life over.

His wife has committed to be there for him, even if he doesn't remember her.  This has happened in their lives together, and she helps him to start over.  She said, (and I'm paraphrasing, because I don't remember exactly what she said), "I worry that at some point this will happen, he won't remember me, and won't want to continue with our marriage.  I'll have to let him go."

He said, (paraphrasing again), "When I didn't remember who she was, I saw in her eyes that I could trust her.  I knew I was where I supposed to be.  I will always love her, even if I can't remember her."

I remember thinking, when my mother-in-law was battling Alzheimer's, what it would be like to not remember God.   As I think about it, and I think about who God is, I believe that even if she couldn't remember God, God would still not leave her alone.  We know God because God makes it so.  I imagine if we can't remember God, he still remembers us, and he works within us so that we can see his eyes, know that we can trust him, and always love him, as we are always loved.

God wouldn't have it any other way.

For those interested, the StoryCorps episode on Public Radio that I reference above can be found here.