The pictures captured treasured moments. Good times.
We tried to remember what it felt like back then when we lived those moments. Some memories are clear and others are a vague shadow of things that once were.
I sometimes regret that I didn't take more pictures during the busy years when the kids were young.
My hope is that God recorded it all for his children to enjoy later in the leisure of eternity.
I like to think that God will pull out photo albums and run movie clips in heaven. We'll laugh over some embarrassing events and silly faces. We'll poke fun at some of the out-of-date styles of clothing we wore or strange hairdos.
We'll finally understand more clearly what was going on during a difficult season.
Ultimately, we'll know that God was involved in our lives during each moment and cherished the memories. When we hugged a child or hiked through a sequoia grove, God was there.
If we don't have the option in heaven to sit around and share old pictures of long ago memories, with our Heavenly Father, I don't think it will matter then.
We will be occupied with family love and other tasks. Good times.
"How great is the love the Father has lavished on us, that we should be called children of God! And that is what we are! The reason the world does not know us is that it did not know him.
Dear friends, now we are children of God, and what we will be has not yet been made known. But we know that when he appears, we shall be like him, for we shall see him as he is.
Everyone who has this hope in him purifies himself, just as he is pure (I John 3:1-3 NIV)."