The first time I remember visiting graveyards was when I was 8 in May of 1958. After dinner on the ground at our house in Vinita served on long tables made out of boards, we drove to the cemetery at Bluejacket, Ok. to decorate the graves.
Our California cousins and Wichita cousins had come to visit that summer as well as our Uncle Cecil who took movies with his new 8mm movie camera. This was the same one he had used in California earlier in the year to take movies of the Rose Parade, mainly concentrating on the bathing beauties and palomino horses that area is so famous for.
Uncle Cecil took movies of my cousin Larry, the “monkey” of the family, doing cartwheels and acting silly. Cousin Donnie who was my age had to show off doing some kind of silly gig and then the Aunts got into the picture showing how to do the Charleston.
In later years, we loved to watch those movies, especially when Uncle Cecil rolled the film backward to show us taking the food out of our mouth when we were eating. Sometimes I wonder how I can remember all those things, but it has been imprinted on my mind, probably by seeing it over and over again in movies.
God is keeping track of all the good times too. Movies will seem so primitive when we get to heaven and learn how He has preserved the memories of our lives.
In I Corinthians 3:12-17, Paul talked about what foundation we are building our lives on-“gold, silver, precious stones, wood, hay, straw, each one’s work will become clear, for the Day will declare it, because it will be revealed by fire; and the fire will test each one’s work, of what sort it is. If anyone’s work which he has built on it endures, he will receive a reward.” This reward is not salvation, of course, but special rewards for what we have done for the kingdom of God on this earth.
When we stand before the Lord Jesus, the record of our life will be revealed for all to see. Precious memories of my life will never fade away in heaven.
When my grandsons were little, they delighted in bringing me flowers from the yard, so I put the little precious dandelions into little jars of water for them to enjoy. When they came back a day or two later, they got new flowers from the yard to replace the faded dandelions in the jars. I treated those little weeds as though they were the finest long-stemmed roses from the florist.
Jesus told His disciples to become like a little child. So what is a little child like?
- A child sees beauty in everything. A dandelion blossom is as beautiful to her as a rose.
- A child believes everything she is told. If the Bible says it, a child believes it.
- A child lives in the moment. The future is meaningless for a little child, and so is the past. A little child wakes up in a new world every day.
- A child delights in music and dancing and fun. Give the child some saucepans and spoons and she will make a joyful noise. She will dance around and run and play with abandon when she is having fun. If she doesn’t know a song, she will make one up.
- A child is not concerned with where her next meal is coming from, or what clothes she is going to wear. She just trusts mom and dad to always provide what she needs.
- A child is always learning. His curiosity will cause him to ask endless questions, always inquisitive, learning, and growing.
- A child is sensitive to spiritual things. He has an inborn revelation of a supreme being and deeply desires to know God. He is born with heaven in his heart, spiritually alive unto God.
- A child loves with all her heart, totally and completely, without reservation.
Jesus told the disciples, “‘Assuredly, I say to you, whoever does not receive the kingdom of God as a little child will by no means enter it.’ And He took them [the little children] up in His arms, laid His hands on them, and blessed them.” Mark 10:15-16
I want to be just like a little child.