Memory

Memory is a child walking along a seashore.  You never can tell what small pebble it will pick up and store away among its treasured things.  ~Pierce Harris, Atlanta Journal

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For family home evening Stephen and I decided to write a memory that we have.  Here's mine.


After devotional one day, Stephen and I were sitting and talking.  I can't really remember what we were talking about.  What I do remember, was something that made a distinct impression on me, and influenced my decision to marry Stephen.  The room was clearing out, and the chairs were getting cleaned up.  One of the people was carrying out some stools and was having some trouble.  Stephen got right up to go help, it was like he didn't even have to think about it.  I've seen that a lot throughout the time we've been dating and married, but this was the first time I really noticed it.  Stephen serves others and always helps.  He isn't happy to watch others work, he has to help.  That day I knew that Stephen would always be a help to me, because he was willing to get up and help even when he was talking with a girl he liked (I don't know that I'd do the same if I was with a boy I liked :-P).  So, that was just one tiny event, and I don't know if Stephen even knows that it made such an impression on me.  

Love Him!