Been watching a Band of Brothers a fair bit. Am now at episode 9. Episode 7 was a blast. literally. Soldiers living out the value of comradeship, the importance of leadership, etc. The trip to Perhentian was, in some ways, that kind of trip. No, we weren't heading out to battle, but we were heading out together. We clustered in our "foxholes" for the night, talking, thinking, reminiscing. We made memories, and we enjoyed the coming together of persons sojourning in our passage through this world. We came out stronger, and made a vow to meet every National Day, on such trips, to collect our thoughts, to make sense of the living, and to hope for the future. We are not the 101st Battalion, but we were brothers and sisters in Christ, who knew our everyday battles in our workplace and in our lives needed that someone to stand by us, to keep us warm, to give us comfort, and to point to the One who gives us hope. Smile!