We Remember

Memorial Day is next Monday, and like many of you, I’ve been thinking about what that day will be like.

It’s easy to let it slide into just another long weekend—an unofficial kickoff to summer, a reason to grill, rest, work on a project, or enjoy time with friends. And those are good things. But Memorial Day is not just about having free time. It’s about remembrance.

It’s a day to honor those who served—and died—in defense of the freedoms we can take for granted. It’s about recognizing that every name etched into a memorial somewhere represents a son or daughter, a spouse, a friend, a parent… someone who left behind a hole that still aches.

We don’t always know their names, but we know the uniforms they wore and the sacrifices they made, and we must not forget.

This year, I’m especially mindful of memorials because I’ll be traveling to Little Rock this weekend to celebrate the life of my Aunt Kathlene, who passed away Sunday night at the age of 89. She was my mom’s sister, and after my mom died when I was just 16, Aunt Kathlene became a lifeline.

When I left for college, she lived just 30 minutes away. On weekends when the cafeteria was closed, I could count on a warm meal, a working washer and dryer, and even more—a place of peace. Her home was an oasis of love, encouragement, and family stories. She had her own children and struggles, but that never stopped her from showing up for me and many others. And for that I am grateful.

This week, I’m remembering her.

I also remember other aunts, uncles, brothers, sisters, sons, and daughters—people I’ve never met but whose lives and sacrifices helped shape the country you and I live in and enjoy our freedom. 

Remembering is holy work.

It connects us to grief and grace, sorrow and strength.

It reminds us that love, when lived well—leaves a legacy.

So I invite you this week to take a moment:

     Remember someone who sacrificed.

     Remember someone who showed you love.

     And give thanks for the freedom, the family, and the faith that       
     sustains us all.

Remember. Celebrate. Give thanks,


With Gratitude,


Rodney Whitfield
Senior Pastor
Aldersgate UMC

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