You stare out the window on a rainy day, hear a certain song on the radio, or walk through the store and be hit with a cloud of sweet odour that brings you back to a time, a place, a person. And no matter how hard you try to fight off the memory it floods into your mind, full of emotional punches that hit you in the mind, gut, heart; causing pain, joy, sorrow, love, or hatred.

We were created with such a perfect and awe inspiring brain, to be able to process sight, sound, smell, taste and touch and in that fraction of a second use it to unlock a room of memories stored for whatever reason in the depths of our being. To bring back memories and catch our breath, release a smile, drop a tear, feel the flutter in our stomach or clench our fists because it's more then just a memory but a deep emotion left in our muscles and joints and the marrow of our bones by past experience that shaped who were are today.

I send out a cry of thanks to our loving creator, Jehovah, for this gift. 
How beneficial it will be when we welcome back the dead and share our experiences in this time of the end as proof of Jehovah's power, justice, wisdom and love. So that all on earth will praise him joyously by choice and know that he truly is a keeper of promises.