When i was younger, i used to wonder a lot on losing my memory one day due to accident or sickness or whatever lah...much thanks to the excessive chinese dramas i've 'made into reality'.
Today, it crossed my mind again. Hmmm...IF ever i were to forget who i am, I hope the little that I've written in my own blog, personal journal jottings, captured moments in photos and even my torn bible would help me retrieve my identity and those lost years.
How sad it would be for a person without memories to cherish, without any flashes of life, without any footprints of where one has travelled. Staring only at the faces of my loved ones and friends without knowing what they mean, who they are? Looking at the Cross but without my heart?
Will i still remember Jesus if i have forgotten all?
Will i still be able to keep that Faith, that Love?