Shared Stories

I was raised in a storytelling family. Every holiday or family gathering my relatives would, and still do, settle into their seats and begin swapping stories. Each one of them, when given the “floor,” will recount a tale in such intentional detail that I feel like their memories are actually mine. They know just how to describe a scene, what seemingly insignificant facts to mention nonchalantly and then pivot the entire storyline upon. They are experts at describing, straightfaced, situations that have the rest of us simply roaring. I absolutely love these storytelling sessions and often wish I had pulled out my phone to record them. They are just so good! And I can’t figure out how they do it! I will admit, I am pretty jealous of their innate ability. 

Fishing in the Word

When we hear a sermon, listen to a podcast, or read a good Christian book, we are getting a taste of biblical “fish,” or truths, and applications that other people have caught. Sure, we enjoy them in the moment, and they “feed” our souls for that day. But it just isn’t the same as something you learn or “catch” for yourself. How many of those hundreds of sermons, podcasts, and books do you actually remember in any detail? But now think about something you DO remember.

Solid Ground

Here we are, diving into another Bible study. It seems to me like the last two years have been a blur. Change after change has rattled my routine and our church. We have had to be flexible, think on our feet, and hold loosely the things we always thought would be stable. All of the balancing and readjusting has been exhausting for me, and I would imagine for you, too. It takes a lot of energy to weather disappointment, plans that change once, twice, seven times, and so many unmet expectations. It can leave us feeling shaken, and not just frazzled, but shaken like a soda can bouncing around a pickup bed going 60 down a gravel road! I can’t take much more of this. One more change and I am fit to burst and spray debris all over the nearest unfortunate victim. I have realized that I am desperately craving a patch of solid ground.