Last weekend I heard a good friend speak about the fact that many of his greatest memories exist within the walls of our campus ministry house at Georgia Tech. He talked about where he was sitting when he first understood God’s unending love. He remembered where he stood when a guy asked him to explain Jesus.

I was moved by it all because I have similar memories in that house. I can still point to the spot on the carpet where I sat for my first Bible study. I can recount (nearly verbatim) conversations that took place in the hallway just inside the door.

Where are your memories? What physical locations house the most significant times in your life?