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Here to maintain remembrance. As our lives become increasingly digitized, the integrity of our previous selves (digital history) is of utmost importance. I'm prone to forget and I won’t be lied to, so I’m here.

Divine intervention is my base case and I lead with it when talking about BTC:

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Family first for sure. The only way I was able to start training is because I found a gym with classes that start at 5am, so I can train while the family is still asleep.

I’m only a few months into the discipline, but I’m loving it.

If you’re ever passing through the Houston area and want to catch a roll hmu! 🥋

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On Friday, my daughter, “E,” spent the night with my parents (her grandparents) along with a couple of her cousins. In the middle of the night, “E” woke up, and my mom pulled her into bed to comfort her. As they lay there, my mom began telling her made-up stories about an adventurer named “E,” weaving tales of heroism, bravery, and adventure.

Unbeknownst to my mom, one of the cousins, “A,” had woken up too and was standing at the foot of the bed quietly listening. After a while, “A” excitedly announced, “Okay, I’m going to crawl in. And now I want you to tell stories with ‘E’ and ‘A’ in them!” My mom, always quick to embrace a moment, adjusted the story to include both “E” and “A,” creating adventures that brought them together in these imagined feats.

As my mom recounted this story, I couldn’t help but reflect on the deeper meaning. When others hear an inspiring story — one filled with heroism, righteousness, and hope — they don’t just want to listen. They long to be a part of it. It’s as though something deep within us stirs when we see a life lived with courage and purpose. We can only stand at the sidelines for so long before our hearts cry out, “Put me in that story!”

For those of us who deeply love friends, family, or others who aren’t yet part of the story we find ourselves in — the story of Hope — take heart. People long for hope, for purpose, for the kind of life that truly matters. Given enough time, they will encounter the decision to step into that story. And if they do, we can welcome them with open arms, inviting them to live lives of courage, sacrifice, and love alongside us.

First time hearing about this! Wow!

To use the imagery you offered above, the idea would be something like your primary attention turning towards His feet as you wet his feet with your tears and wipe them with her hair (Lk. 7:38). All the while, entrusting revelation (of truth) to The One who isn’t exhausted by “throwing pearls before swine.” Had His pearls been limited in quantity, it’s doubtful whether you yourself would know the truth you’re now reticent to share.

If you make it to that deeper substrate, you’ll realize that the business of revealing truth (any truth) isn’t predicated on whether you care about their understanding, but rather His care about their understanding.

Not the right take.

It depends on how deeply you revere the truth.

A step deeper than that:

It depends on how deeply you revere The One who revealed the truth to you in the first place.

I’ve tried the podcast recommendation route, but it doesn’t seem substantial enough no matter which one I go with.

I recommend the fiat standard (even just on Audible) for my friends who aren’t Christian. If they’re a Christian, I usually start them off with a piece I wrote where I overlay the current moment onto the Exodus story.

If someone makes it through that they have my full attention.

Before they put in the work I’m usually not motivated to answer questions.