Memories are a treasure, and I enjoy digging for their wealth. There’s something about bring treasure hunting through the past of our lives. We are lost without our past. Even when said past had questions and issues.
Why?
I’m not willing to live with memories lost, or buried, unwilling to pull them to the forefront of conversation every so often.
With family in town, it’s great to reconnect and share our common past. New stories. Old stories. It doesn’t matter.
Our past are the connective tissues of our future.
The Lord told Joshua to get one representative from each tribe to take a stone out of the river where the priest stood with the Ark of the Covenant. Carry them to the bank, and then, after everyone has passed over, build a memorial of said stones.
Why?
It’s for the children to learn the memories of our past!
“…that this may be a sign among you when your children ask in time to come, saying, ‘What do these stones mean to you?’”
(Joshua 4:6, NKJV)
For the children. Remember. Share the stories. Build the connective tissues that brings the past forward to the present, and on into the future.
This is important.
Take me back to those memories. They keep me alive. They keep me connected.
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