If I tell you a really great story, chances are it's not mine. When I hear a really great story, no matter who it happened to, I remember it and tell it over and over again; until everyone has heard it, then I wait for another one and do it again.
I love how stories are transferrable.
The best stories are those that don't require you to be there or know the person. They are not the type of story that ends with, "I guess you just had to be there." A good story is a transferrable story.
As I am finally starting to meet new people in the city I am hearing some amazing stories. Stories about their jobs, stories about their weekend, and stories about friends.
However, none of these can compare to life stories.
Their story. His story. Transferring differently.
The story about how the Lord worked in and throughout their life to bring them to this place. A place of peace, a place of serenity, a place of silence, a place of repentance.
Even though I most likely will not be telling these life stories over and over again, they are transferrable in another way.
They transfer the gospel.
They tell of love, brokenness, grace, and salvation.
They are my favorite.
I am a story stealer. Sometimes I tell stories that really happened to me, but most the time it is a story of someone else, heard from another mouth passed on, transferred.
But no matter what happens I will always have one story, my story, sharing the glory of God.
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