My fourth child, Troy, was off to school for the first time. I was surprised at what a hard time I had with that. After all, I had endured the trauma of the first three of my children heading off to school. You would think that I would be used to it, even a little excited about it, by now. But I wasn’t. I kept wondering if I had made the best use of the time that I had had with him before he ended up being with others more hours of the day than with me. I wanted to know that our sweet relationship was solid enough. Yes, I expected change, but I hoped that that special bond would not leave.
One day, when I picked him up from school, he reached into his backpack and showed me a pecan that he had found lying on the ground under a pecan tree on the playground. I told him how much I loved pecans. They remind me of going to my grandparents’ house when I was a little girl. Their four-acre yard was filled with pecan trees. And we spent many hours gathering boxes full of pecans. They even had a special nut-cracker that they allowed us to use.
Troy listened patiently and quietly while I reminisced, then continued telling me about his school day. I figured my words were going in one ear and out the other. The next day, and the next, and the next, and for many days after, Troy brought me pecans. Soon, his backpack was so heavy with these treasures that I had to gently encourage him to spend his recess time playing soccer or climbing on the playground equipment. But secretly, those days of pecan-gathering by my precious son brought joy to my heart.
The reason that those pecans were so special to me was because he remembered me. I know that sounds like an insecure mom, but I know the reality of friends and studies and teachers—he could go a whole day and not think of me. But when he saw the pecans, he remembered his mom! That meant so much to me. And then I thought: How must our Heavenly Father feel when the busyness of our lives makes us forget Him, who has done so much for us?
That is what gathering stones of remembrance is all about.
Joshua gathered the stones from the Jordan River in order to remember.
So we, must gather stones—or pecans—in order to remember the One who never forget you.