It’s great to get away, relax, recreate, visit friends. No matter the distance, friends are there to provide encouragement, love and support.
Wherever I go, I love sharing life experiences and always end up telling my story. That starts the ball rolling for someone else to share their story, which triggers a past memory, another story, and so on. Sharing hopes and aspirations, I told them about my dream to one day write a book. But what happened at church the next morning caught me off-guard.
Our friends had recently moved to a new town and joined the First Baptist Church. We were greeted at the door on arrival and handed a church bulletin. New sermon series: “My Story … Living the Story You Want to Tell.” That morning’s sermon was “I Decided to Start.” I swung around to my friend, “Did you tell the pastor I was coming?” She just grinned in her all-knowing way assuring me a Higher Authority had it all under control.
I sat there listening to the sermon. “The decisions I make today will determine the stories I’ll tell tomorrow … My direction determines my destination … I’ll do today what I can do, to enable me to do tomorrow what I can’t do today.” There was a tug at my heart.
So I’ve decided to start.
Tagged: church, friendship
