After re-reading my post on memories from 2011, I was amazed by how well I wrote back in the day. Now 3 years later, the post felt more relevant than ever, as people in the past are fading faster and faster away into the abyss.
There was one thing I noticed that I lacked back in the day, and that is the hope in God to sustain me and be enough for me. I am truly glad for the memories God has given me, and I have always wondered what would happen if tomorrow I lost all my memories of faith. Would God still invite me into Heaven to be in his presence? Are my memories really just a collection of LTPs or memorgy engrams produced by prion-like proteins in the frontal lobe? Will removing my hippocampus really eliminate my trust in God?
Yesterday I went to the Mattress Factory, and I saw an exhibit where the artist conveys how her memories (black yarn) entangle and connect all aspects of her life, as show below.
I wonder if my life will look like that? I haven't even gotten married yet. Will I use memories as justifications for actions in the future? Will my happiness be in part determined by the number of positive experiences I have with my family, my wife, my fellowship?
I really hope it doesn't.
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