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Tell Me a Story

Tales from the fields of God's heart

Local Narratives

When was the last time you listened to someone's story?

A woman

A woman

I've been practicing Lectio Divina lately; taking one word from each verse of reading and re-telling the Gospel story focusing on just...

The Father's house

The Father's house

At the end of Luke's Christmas story, we see Jesus staying behind in Jerusalem after His parents departed from the annual Feast of...

Believing the words

Believing the words

With Zacharias, there had been no glory, no praise, no wonder, no joy. Only silence. Troubled, afraid, and full of doubt, the priest at...

I Love Your Presence

I Love Your Presence

What's your favorite word in the Bible? Have you ever thought about it? You know, it's that one word that you hear, tucked inside a...

Please, celebrate me home

Please, celebrate me home

When the youngest son returned from ‘devouring his father’s wealth with prostitutes’ journey, there were no pointed fingers and no “I...

The guy who was robbed

The guy who was robbed

Have you ever wondered about the man who was helped by the good Samaritan in Luke 10? I mean, it is known as "the story of of the good...

Something new

Something new

How many times have you quoted Lamentations 3:23? You know, the one that says, "His mercies are new every morning; great is His...

Only love

Only love

She carries herself with grace, moving throughout the day in her silent shell. Part of her wants you to know the pain she feels in a...

Sweet Evan

Sweet Evan

My nephew has, what we would call, disabilities. Among all those visible to the onlooker, there's one that is now the most...

Psalm 13

Psalm 13

It's been a month since I've blogged, but the waiting has been longer. I was stuck in the silence of a prayer that wasn't being answered;...

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About Me

I am a learner. I have an insatiable desire to learn, so I read a ridiculous amount of books. And, because I love to read, I process my thoughts through journal-writing.

I guess this would also make me a writer.

I think that a writer puts their time into something they want to read again, and hopefully invite someone else to read as well. The words mean something to them, and they want those words to mean something to others, too.

I believe that readers and writers are also pretty good story-tellers, and there is nothing I love more than a good story.

Stories tell us the things we need to know, and not just the facts we seem to think define us. I am more interested in someone who drives a 95 Astro van than someone who drives a new car with a personalized license plate, because I know there's a story behind it (and I love that I am married to the one who drives the van).

So I wrote a book called Tell Me a Story. In it, you will find stories of people that most don't sit and listen to; maybe because they've never traveled out of the country in order to hear them. Or maybe they've never really thought about the importance of just listening.

I didn't listen because I thought I was special; I listened because I believed they were.

I've taught high school Bible for more than 20 years, written curriculum for all of my classes, led mission trips around the world, taken lots of pictures, made lots of journal entries, and prayed every single day for the people whose faces appear in my heart. Each blog post will take you to a story; some will be from my memory, some from my journal posts, some from people I'm around every day, and others will be from the best Story-teller I know, Who wrote a book long before I did. His story keeps writing new stories in mine. I hope someday to get mine published so that others will be encouraged to read more of His.

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