A Room Called Remember

One of my favorite preacher/writers, Frederick Buechner, preached a sermon years ago that has become a classsic.  It is called A Room Called Remember.  He suggests that we live in such a religiously hyperactive, noisy culture that we seldom pause to quietly reflect upon our lives, our blessings, our walk with the Lord.  He recommends that while we still have the mental faculties to do so (prior to the invasion of the thief called Dementia), we all take time to visit that special room.

Having retired in January, I am taking Buechner at his word.  I am setting aside quality time each day especially for the Room Called Remember.  I am revisiting my childhood, my adolescence, the early years of Joan's and my life together, our 47 year marriage, our 48 years of ministry (Yes, we ministered as a dating couple more than a year prior to our marriage), the churches that have impacted us, the myriads of Godly people who have blessed our socks off over the years.  Wow!  God is good!  Even in the painful moments, He showed up mightily.

If you can find a minute or two today, I highly recommend that you invest some time walking into The Room Called Remember.  That's one visit you'll be forever glad you took the time to make.