‘Now I praise you because you always remember me and keep the traditions just as I delivered them to you.’ 1 Corinthians 11:2

Come alive, StrongChild!
We thrive because of where we have come from, good or bad … don’t you love the stories that begin with, ‘I remember …’? They are filled with keeping traditions alive. They connect us. Somehow, they unearth the hidden, and make transparent the old, the dusty, the silt-covered. They reveal new truth.
Clear and ragged insight is a must for God-given friendships. The other must is another’s commitment to hear it with a single-minded appetite to treasure the memory.
Human friendship with each other, and the Holy, is most nurturing, bringing out the real, shaking us slightly, ensuring that our roots grow deep for those who follow.
Wake up.
Treasure friendships.
Go to bed.