Frederick Buechner had this to say in his book, A Room Called Remember: Uncollected Pieces:

“The time is ripe for looking back over the day, the week, the year, and trying to figure out where we have come from and where we are going to, for sifting through the things we have done and the things we have left undone for a clue to who we are and who, for better or worse, we are becoming. But again and again we avoid the long thoughts….We cling to the present out of wariness of the past. And why not, after all? We get confused. We need such escape as we can find.

But there is a deeper need yet, I think, and that is the need—not all the time, surely, but from time to time—to enter that still room within us all where the past lives on as a part of the present, where the dead are alive again, where we are most alive ourselves to turnings and to where our journeys have brought us.

The name of the room is Remember—the room where with patience, with charity, with quietness of heart, we remember consciously to remember the lives we have lived.”


My family camping at Shawnee State Park in Pennsylvania, summer of 2005. Del is centered in the back row, wearing navy blue. My dear sister stands in front of him.

Today, my family and I enter that room, Remember, as we consciously reflect on the life of my brother-in-law, Del, who was killed 7 years ago today. We don’t remember so that we can wallow in tears, though I’ve shed a few. Rather, we remember so that we can thank the Grace that gave life to Del, the Grace that gave to us such wonderful memories with him, the Grace that brought us through that dark, awful night of his death, and the Grace that continues to bring us through the difficult days without him.

Del, we love and miss you deeply and look with hope toward eternity, when we will see you again.


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2 thoughts on “Remember

  1. Thank you, Jen. We appreciate your thoughts and prayers.

  2. What a legacy he leaves behind. A man who loves God, a husband who loves his wife and a father who loves his children. Praying for you all as you remember today, and forever.

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