Good Morning, God.
There was a song sung by pop artist Barbara Streisand, Lord, that spoke of "Memories, misty water-colored memories of the way we were". It is true, Lord Jesus, that we often look back, remember the way things used to be and wish for those times all over again - you know, Lord, the "simpler times", the "healthier times", the "richer times", the "more loving times". However, we also know that "times" go on and we make new memories every day.
But, Lord, there are some memories we must never forget and that should never become misty and water- colored. These are the memories created by the principles under which you, our Constitution and our neighbors expect us to live. These are the principles for which our loved ones, flesh and blood men and women, trained, fought and died. So, Lord, may this Memorial Day be so much more than store sales, than the M.D. telethon, than the Indianapolis 500, than hot dogs and hamburgers. May it be a day of humbly giving you thanks - from memory - for the life we have because other people have given us theirs.
In Jesus name, Amen
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