Hello God, it’s me, Mara:

You know, Lord, when someone says, “Remember when…” that phrase stirs up all kinds of feelings of warmth and happiness; all five senses seem to partake in the memories. There’s just something about recollecting the past that feels good. We each have a particular yearning to bring back moments in time, moments when life seemed simpler, like remembering that our Dad whistled or hummed while he worked. Reminiscing about Mom, we can almost smell the yeasty scent of homemade bread and hear her hum or sing. Close our eyes and we can still see the weathered line...