A part of our story is so much “one at a time” living. While I love reading everyone’s stories I don’t like telling ours…mine. I want to tell the other peoples’ stories, because I know how God has grown me through my own. When I share mine it feels like bragging even though it’s all Jesus’ doing: He whispers. He directs. He puts people in my path. But we have chosen to live this way for years, He taught us this through our own neediness and His great benevolence. I could tell pages of books of stories of how He has put people in our path (and, sadly, the times I passed by, then felt convicted and turned around, only to find them gone! Angels? A test?). So trust me that they are done, challenges completed, lessons learned, being inspired, but I can’t share them here. He knows. The body is growing. We are growing, maturing. Let’s just keep doing it! Let it become a second nature! A knee jerk response, to love and serve and BE His hands and feet and wallet…even when we don’t need to tell about it.
