Today’s topic is A Memory.

This is difficult for me because I try to be thankful for every memory I have. See, a few years ago God led me to this little book called “The Power of Praise” and it talked about how important it is to be thankful to God for all things. All things. Good or bad. Because all things work together for the good of those who love God. And so I have thanked God for all of the things in my past. It really is freeing. I know that even when things seemed bad to me, it’s all part of a beautiful tapestry of human existence that I will not comprehend this side of heaven.

And besides that…it’s tough to pick one memory.

So I will pick the cherished memories I have of my sweet boy cat named Pal, who along with his brother Drumm were my babies before I had babies. Both were good boys, but Pal was especially a Mama’s boy, and if I reached down to pick him up, he would get up on his hind legs and stretch his arms up to me and I would pick him up and put him over my shoulder. I didn’t teach him to do that. He just did it. The memory of that sweet cat reaching up to be held is the one that I will choose to single out and be grateful for today.

My twin men – Pal (on the left) and Drumm.