Friday, January 20, 2012

Life in Vivid Color

I have a strange sort of memory. Most folks I know seem to remember stories and a life in narrative. For me, the world is a photo album. Images burn themselves indelibly into my mind and when I'm remembering something, it is as if I pull a photo from the album. I can put myself right there in the image in my head and the memory springs to life.

My trip to Italy in 2010 gave me many of these moments. While in Italy, we visited Cortona, a small Tuscan village. On a sunny day, we went hiking to a monastery where Francis of Assisi had once lived. In my mind's eye, I can feel the unseasonably warm sun of that fall day, and the cold stones of his simple cell. I can remember all over again the simplicity and peace of the monastery grounds and if I close my eyes, I can see the greens and browns of it as vividly as if I stood there now.

Most importantly, the memory of God's closeness I felt that day is not part of a distant narrative for me. I felt it strongly then and whenever I pull out this memory and see it in my mind's eye, that feeling comes back again as vivid as before. And I cannot help wondering if this life of photographs in vivid color is how God reminds me of where He has taken me and how He has been with me.

This was written in five minutes with no editing for Five Minute Fridays over at The Gypsy Mama.


  1. Amazing! To have a photo album in your head, available at all times :)
    Those moments when God seems extra near...altough I know He is near all the time...are such treasures!
    (by the way, I love Italy! We went there for our honeymoon in 2010..)

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  3. I think photos bring back as vivid a memories as a journal! God Works through it all to remind of us love and faithfulness.

  4. " God reminds me of where He has taken me and how He has been with me"
    love that, Amy!
    And I think you're right. God would want you to remember that vividly. what a blessing to have a photographic memory ;)

  5. How neat to have been to Italy :).
    I love what your words captured here. New experiences always make me feel closer to God too.

  6. "I cannot help wondering if this life of photographs in vivid color is how God reminds me of where He has taken me and how He has been with me."

    I love how God takes us on little road trips through our memories, reminding us of where we have been and how He met us there. Beautiful post.

  7. Wow, what an experience to travel where you did. And yes, He is always near - more vividly than anything else!

  8. I remember things through photos/pictures and sometimes a picture will pop up in my head from out of no where and jog a memory. It can be quite strange at times especailly childhood memories.

  9. I like the idea of how you can capture each memory as a photograph. This particular photograph that you shared with us today was quite vivid for me as well, for I felt that I was right in Italy with you. :)

  10. What a lovely post you have written here thank you. So nice to meet you just found your beautiful blog over and so happy I did. I have enjoyed looking around and I'm now following you, wonderful to meet new friends. Hope you find a spare minute to visit me sometime follow back if you like. I’m looking forward to keeping in touch in 2012.

    Always Wendy

  11. Beautiful! Definitely hope to visit one day. As always, I love your blog!