I have thought about writing a book as some of you have suggested. My husband has hinted at that several times, but I thought he was just interested in my writing because he knows me and loves me. I do enjoy sitting down for a few minutes each day to put my reflections into words. I’ve always liked watching and listening to people. I find the things I relate to best are the ordinary things in life. Somehow I take in all the details, think about it, and write it down. It must strike a familiar cord with readers because Katy and I saw someone today in the store that said, “I read about soup day on your blog and wanted to come and have some with you!” And we would love that, too.
Everyone has a story to tell. I hope many of you will have the time to sit around your Christmas tree this year and tell them. I’ve been just as moved by some of the stories and writings in the comments of this blog. There was one not too long ago written about another little girl named Katie, whose parents are overcomers, and their dependency on God and His goodness has to be evident to those around them. Those stories go on every day in every home, and that is one of the things that makes life so special. The times we’ve had to live by faith and not by sight we must remember to tell to our children and grandchildren. Our stories will give them a way of looking at life that will help them soar when it is their time to be more than conquerors. We can not know what the future holds in these uncertain days, but we can look at life through God’s eyes and help our children see with eyes of faith. What a privilege it is to tell them stories from His word. What a privilege it is to live our lives before them in such a way to show them that we believe those Ancient Words.Comments: