“Yes,” I said, pulling the blankets more snugly around myself, “I remember when Sam and I made sun-dried patties out of bad flour and water. Then we poked sticks through the patties and went fishing.” I continued. Ruthie had come down to my bed and we were remembering the past.
“I remember when you children would come into Hannah’s and my room and Hannah would tell us stories.” Ruthie said.
We went on like this for a while, going back and forth. I finally went to bed, thinking about the conversation earlier and wondering, “Am I making good memories for my siblings?”
I’m not talking about when Sam and I were very young and I was always getting him in trouble (by the way, my nickname is trouble!). I’m talking about the last few years. When was the last time I had really invested time into them?
Too often you will hear me saying, “Won’t you leave me alone?” or “I’m really busy right now” or “Figure it out yourself” or “No, I don’t feel like playing tag right now”, etc. What memories will my siblings have of me in a couple years? Was I selfish and insensitive, or was I willing to help and spend time with them?
After all, what will it hurt to put off grooming my dog and have a tea party with Lydia instead? Maybe I can go for a hike with Samuel … or I should say a secret mission or spying job. As it usually turns out, you’ll find me running up and down our hills, shooting and calling to my “invisible” man to follow Sam and me as we capture the fort!
It is my responsibility to make good memories for my siblings and it is the same with you. Please pray about this and ask your Heavenly Father how to love and respect them, their perspectives and ideas – remember they do have their own brains.