Lunch with a new friend this week opened up the pages of a storybook full of twists and turns and challenges and miracles that left me wanting more. We were grateful to be sitting outside enjoying gorgeous fall weather. While we ate our salads I asked a few questions and was introduced to the chapter titles of her life with a few themes thrown in for hints of color. Good stories are like that, interesting, challenging and engaging. It’s hard to stop reading a really good book! Two years ago my new friend and her family moved to our town. Our different ages, stages of family, neighborhoods, and the pace of life, kept us from a real conversation, though we had met shortly after their move and saw one another from time to time at work related events. Though I suppose it might sound overly dramatic I’m realizing life is like living in a library for every person’s life is an unfinished biography. Surrounded by living books the Author of life is always writing pages of wonder in those we pass by, most of whose stories we will never know. But if we had eyes to see we would be in awe. One of my favorite books says it this way: “It would be an intolerable burden of glory if we all saw unveiled, the splendor of all other creatures, all the time. We cannot bear very much reality.”
Stories
Stories
Stories
Lunch with a new friend this week opened up the pages of a storybook full of twists and turns and challenges and miracles that left me wanting more. We were grateful to be sitting outside enjoying gorgeous fall weather. While we ate our salads I asked a few questions and was introduced to the chapter titles of her life with a few themes thrown in for hints of color. Good stories are like that, interesting, challenging and engaging. It’s hard to stop reading a really good book! Two years ago my new friend and her family moved to our town. Our different ages, stages of family, neighborhoods, and the pace of life, kept us from a real conversation, though we had met shortly after their move and saw one another from time to time at work related events. Though I suppose it might sound overly dramatic I’m realizing life is like living in a library for every person’s life is an unfinished biography. Surrounded by living books the Author of life is always writing pages of wonder in those we pass by, most of whose stories we will never know. But if we had eyes to see we would be in awe. One of my favorite books says it this way: “It would be an intolerable burden of glory if we all saw unveiled, the splendor of all other creatures, all the time. We cannot bear very much reality.”