My brother Wayne and I strolled along one of my favorite places in the world—the San Antonio Riverwalk. As we walked, we talked, and, as we talked, we remembered.
Square dancing …
Mexican food …
Rooftop swimming pools …
And history …
Our history … together.
In recent visits with friends and family, I’ve noticed two things happening.
1) Conversations connect me with my past. I’ve noted this in a previous post—being with fellow grads, I revive memories thought long forgotten. I spoke with my friend Michael about a disturbing memory; during middle school phys ed class, our coach whacked a kid.
When I recited the incident, Michael asked, “Were you in that class?”
I said, “If you remember that, then, yes, we were both in class together.”
We both remembered. We both talked.
Those conversations affirm my past and verify my memories.
2) Conversations strengthen my presence in community. As Wayne and I talked, we not only remembered our shared past, we built new memories and strengthened the already present bond between us. The time together strolling on the Riverwalk and down memory lane made the present all the more enjoyable. It also affirmed I have a place and verified I am loved within a community.
I’m curious. What is the value you find in community in general and in Christian community in particular?
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