Psalm 42:4 When I remember these things, I pour out my soul in me: for I had gone with the multitude, I went with them to the house of God, with the voice of joy and praise, with a multitude that kept holyday.

Psalm 42 is a great psalm about the affliction of the soul but here in verse 4 is light. His memory takes him to a place of shared experience with people. This is at the heart of remembering.

This past week while my brother-in-law lay in bed he talked about a friend. “You remember Charles. He was with us when you were having that great round of golf.” My memory was stirred by the experience we shared together. He was right, that was the best round of golf I have ever played, ever.

What made it memorable was that he had an emergency call from work and had to leave. I never finished that round. I didn’t not get to score my best round ever. I quit in the middle of it. Now mind you I could have finished that round but to what end? I would not have been able t share it with my best friend.

It is people that make things memorable, not events. You can recount endless events in your life or things too wonderful to imagine but without someone to share them with they lose the luster in the telling. People make memories shine, they give light to life.

Luke 24:13-15 And, behold, two of them went that same day to a village called Emmaus, which was from Jerusalem about threescore furlongs. And they talked together of all these things which had happened. And it came to pass, that, while they communed together and reasoned, Jesus himself drew near, and went with them.

What really made it memorable was being together, for where two or more are gathered, He is there.