On a rainy day this week, the girls and I were bored and decided to watch some shows on Netflix. As I was scrolling through I came across 2 of the shows I used to watch when I was a kid; Rocky & Bullwinkle, and Fat Albert. I went on and on telling the kids how much I loved these shows and how much they would like them as well. I told them stories of Boris and Natasha, Dudley Doright and Mr. Peabody. I even quoted Bullwinkle and Fat Albert a couple of times. (Nothing up my sleeve!" or "Hey Hey Hey!")
As we turned it on, I have to admit I was disappointed in the girls' reaction. I wanted them to enjoyed these beloved shows in the same way I did. I could not understand why they weren't as amused as I was, until I sat and watched it with them. I couldn't believe what I was watching. Where was the amusement, the laughter, and the joy I once had in watching these shows? Why was the feeling of nostalgia the only positive feeling I had? Then I realized something I have been dreading for a long time now. I realized that the days of my youth were ... o.k., here it is, they were "the good ole' days". And now I was wondering why they seemed so good, when they clearly weren't.
I figured out I have a edit button for my memories. This edit button does well in splicing together all the good parts in a situation and then displays them in my brain. I come away with a happy memory which may or may not have happened exactly as I remember.
The really cool thing is God has a edit button too. He says if I confess my sin to Him and repent of it, He forgets them. It may be more difficult for me to do so but God casts them as far as the east is from the west. Thank God for editing.
P.S. I still think Rocky & Bullwinkle, and Fat Albert are cool!!!!
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