I saw the poster today on the wall in the photoshop , when I picked up my 1000 Anzac fliers. ( The fliers will be distributed before Anzac Day)

There are good memories and bad memories. The good memories are alright. We don’t mind talking about them. Maybe all of us do have a socalled ‘Dreaming Place’. My dreaming place is Tauranga Bay here in Northland with lots of memories. It is still very much like nature made it. Unfortunately I don’t have any pictures.

But what about our bad memories? When our conscience is accusing us? We don’t know what to do with those memories and nobody else does either. You cannot forget them either.

Who can deal with those bad memories?. We want them blotted out, do we not? Only the blood of our Lord Jesus Christ can blot out our bad memories. First John 1:7. Thank God, that there is a remedy.