The Power Of Story
I have a friend named Chris. Recently he sent me a tweet telling me he realized that he goes to church with someone I work with.
That event made me pause, though, because of the power of those shared experiences. Memories flooded my mind. Good and bad times swirled before my eyes. Waves of nostalgia cascaded over me.
The wonderful thing, like I said, is that we survived those stories. Even though we are linked forever by the stories we were writing during those years, we are part of greater stories now.
We have both been married for two decades to the loves of our lives.
We both have children that mean the world to us.
We both have jobs of enormous responsibility.
Most important, we are a part of His story, each in our own way.
We claim a common Savior. This is a better story that has more power than any other that connects us.