Lent Entry #34

 

God,

Thank You for nostalgia—the quiet, tender gift of remembering.

Thank You for the moments I can look back on with a smile instead of sadness. For the memories that feel like soft light instead of something heavy. For showing me that my past doesn’t have to hurt to be meaningful.

Thank You for how far I’ve come, even in ways I didn’t notice at the time; For the growth hidden in ordinary days, and for the strength You were building in me when I didn’t yet understand it.

When I revisit old songs, old places, or old versions of myself, please help me see them with gratitude instead of longing. Remind me that every version of me was held by You, guided by You, and never alone.

Let my memories be a reminder—not of what I’ve lost—but of how much I’ve lived, how much I’ve learned, and how much You’ve carried me through.

Thank You for the past, for the present, and for the person I’m still becoming. 

In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit;

As above, so below,

Amen/Blessed be. 

Smooches and think Tink.