There is a quiet crisis unfolding among us. Not one announced by headlines or hashtags, not one debated loudly on platforms designed for speed and spectacle. It is quieter than that. It is felt more than it is named. It lives in the growing distance between generations  in conversations that never quite happen, in questions that go unanswered, in silences that linger where guidance once stood. Scripture says, “One generation shall commend Your works to another” (Psalm 145:4). It is a familiar verse, often quoted, rarely examined. Embedded within it is an assumption we tend to overlook: presence. Commending does not occur from afar. Transmission is not automatic. Wisdom does not travel well across absence. What Scripture imagines is proximity—life shared closely enough that understanding can be carried, not merely stated. Wisdom, in the biblical sense, is not data handed down like an object. It is formed, shaped, and recognized through relationship. It requires nearness. It requires...