What makes you feel nostalgic?
There are moments when memory does not tiptoe in. It pulls up beside you, engine humming, headlights on, reminding you exactly who you were when you first learned what safety felt like.
It happened while answering a simple question about cars. Out of nowhere, the image appeared. The black Trans Am from Knight Rider. Sleek. Intelligent. Loyal. And suddenly I was not in the present anymore. I was back in childhood, in grade school and high school, in the long stretch of the 80s where imagination ran wide and protection felt built into the world.
I realized then that nostalgia does not always arrive dressed as longing. Sometimes it arrives as recognition.
The Car That Meant Safety
KITT was not just a cool car. He was protection on wheels. He watched the road. He anticipated danger. He advised without overpowering. He stayed.
What I wanted was not speed or flash. I wanted a car that would protect me, guide me, serve as an advisor. I wanted to know I had backup.
That detail matters. I never imagined myself as helpless. I imagined myself moving forward with support. That distinction shaped more of my life than I realized.
Scripture says, “The Lord will keep your going out and your coming in from this time forth and forevermore” (Psalm 121:8). That promise mirrors what KITT symbolized for me as a child. You can move through the world and still be watched over.
A Sheltered Childhood Without Shame
When I look back at old photographs, there is not one I avoid. Not because life was perfect, but because I was protected enough to process what came my way. I grew up sheltered. There was family drama, sibling fights, and everyday annoyances that came with growing up. I still remember my sister chasing me with a ladle, and even now that memory makes me smile more than flinch.
I did not experience one defining rupture that split my life in two. Instead, I experienced continuity. Safety was modeled. Conflict existed, but it did not consume the house. That does not make my story shallow. It makes it formed.
As author Pico Iyer once wrote, “We travel, initially, to lose ourselves; and we travel, next, to find ourselves.” I think nostalgia works the same way. We remember to rediscover the parts of us that learned how to trust.
Ecclesiastes reminds us that God “has made everything beautiful in its time” (Ecclesiastes 3:11). That includes childhood seasons that did not wound us, but shaped us.
Nostalgia as Pattern Recognition
When nostalgia shows up now, it is usually during moments of transition or reflection. It is not calling me backward. It is pointing to a blueprint. It asks, Do you remember what support feels like?
The 80s, the shows, the family trips, the familiar stories. They all echo the same message. You were not meant to navigate alone.
Jesus tells his disciples, “I will ask the Father, and he will give you another advocate to help you and be with you forever” (John 14:16). The word advocate matters. Advisor. Guide. Backup. The language lines up more than I ever noticed.
Writer Anne Truitt once observed that meaning comes from patterns we can finally see. Nostalgia helps reveal those patterns. Not to live inside them, but to recognize what we seek to carry forward.
Soul Insights
1. Nostalgia reveals what shaped your sense of safety.
The memories that surface most easily are rarely random. They point to what your nervous system learned early on. In my case, safety came with guidance and presence. That lesson still informs how I choose relationships and environments today.
2. Protection does not mean limitation.
KITT was powerful because he allowed movement. He did not cage the driver. He supported forward motion. True safety does not freeze us. It equips us to keep going.
3. A sheltered childhood can still produce depth.
Not all insight is born from trauma. Some wisdom comes from stability that allowed space to grow. Being protected taught me discernment rather than fear. That is a valid and valuable formation.
4. Guidance is different from control.
What I longed for was advice, not dominance. Someone or something that could see further down the road without taking over the wheel. That distinction still guides how I listen for direction in my life.
5. Backup is a spiritual posture.
Knowing you are supported changes how you step into the unknown. It builds courage without bravado. Nostalgia reminds me that support has always been part of my story, even when I forget.
Final Thoughts
Nostalgia does not always mean missing what is gone. Sometimes it means recognizing what has been with you all along. When I think of Knight Rider now, I do not see a car. I see a reminder. You can move forward. You can trust the road. You have backup.
Your Turn
Pay attention to the memory that surprised you most recently. Ask what it reveals about the kind of support your soul still seeks, and where that support might already be present.
By the way…
While you’re here, I’d love for you to explore my book 17 Syllables of Me and visit my website, SoulPath Insights.
Thank you for taking the time to read! 🤗
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