Friday, February 10, 2012

A Blast From the Past

It can be so funny when I go to breakfast with my mom. She comes up with the stories. I have noticed that she is going farther and farther back in time with the people she brings up. This week she told me that she received a call from Hank Snow. He was letting her know that he was retiring from country music. He convinced her that it was him by singing his songs on the phone to her. Hank Snow died in 1999 at the age of 85. So really he retired a long time ago. But she was very happy when she spoke of him.

Then she came up with, "Did I ever tell you who wanted to marry you?". She has mentioned many but I told her no and she proceeded to tell me this story. When I was younger she and I went to a concert and then went back stage. We visited with the singer and then as I walked away he told my mom he wanted to marry me. His name was Ernest Tubb. He actually died in 1984 at the age of 70. My mom did say that she told him no because he was actually older than her.

These two men who sang for the Grand Ole Opry made an impression on my mom. It was a big one because she remembers them still though other more current memories have faded. They did not know they had made an impression on a young girl in the back woods of Tennessee but they had none the less. She obviously cherishes memories of hearing them on the radio during her young years.

So I am just wondering about the impressions I am making for Christ. Am I making impressions without knowing it? Are they good impressions or do these impressions mar the name of my Lord? I am certainly not aware of everyone who sees me, listens to me, hears about me or watches me very closely. I need to be aware of being a follower of Christ each and every moment that I take a breath.

Wouldn't it be great if one day someone is sitting across from their child at a breakfast table and says, "Did I ever tell you about ____________ now there's someone who really spoke to me about God! The life she led was so much like Jesus." Now what a joy that would be! A blast from the past that made a difference for the future.

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