I was talking with a buddy of mine the other night about the "glory days." :HappyWave:
For me, the glory days include lots of crazy stories of the nutty things we used to do either when under the influence, or in pursuit of those things that put us under the influence.
Usually those stories are an example of how messed up that lifestyle is, how destructive to ourselves and those around us we were. But sometimes I get carried away during the retelling, and become almost wistful about them.
So I've become somewhat circumspect about telling those old stories. But occasionally it's good to review where we've come from, how screwed up and hopeless we were, to really appreciated the grace we've received since then.
This morning in my reading I came across the story of Lot's wife. She looked back at her old life, and it killed her. I guess what I'm worried about when I tell the old stories is becoming like Lot's wife. I don't want to look back as if those were really the "glory days," and go back to them, or worse yet, make them appear cool and ok to my kids.