I have a cardboard box that has old photos and albums in it. I used to keep them in an airtight container, which ended up under the rubble and debris from hurricane Michael. What we were able to recover ended up in a cardboard box and they aren’t in the greatest condition. I decided to start dusting and wiping the bugs off so I can scan them. Try to preserve them best I can.
It is fun to see some of these old photos; however, there are some, that if I never saw them again, it would be too soon. (I’m not scanning those.) It is somewhat sobering from a Christian perspective to look at your younger self. I can see God’s providential hand through out my life, only back then, I didn’t know Him. I feel small, but not insignificant and am grateful for having been chosen for salvation.
Looking a my lost self, has me in deep thought for days now. I feel almost completely disconnected from the person I see in the photos, but there is still a link between the old and the new. That link brings both joy and sadness and a renewed gratitude for being made new in Christ. ~ Colossians 3:9-10 “Do not lie to one another, since you laid aside the old self with its evil practices, and have a put on the new self who is being renewed to a true knowledge according to the image of the One who created him”