There was a time when people memorized things. The telephone numbers of family and friends were stored in our heads. We went to school, and the teacher made us memorize parts of famous speeches in history. At children’s church on Sunday the teacher gave us a Bible verse to memorize. And Wednesday night youth groups gave you points if you could remember the verse they taught you the week before.
As a shy child, I hated memorizing things. It was a relief when I passed the age of having to stand in front of a class and recite whatever had been assigned to us.Continue reading “Memorizing”