My almost 2 year old daughter is already a story teller. She doesn’t know how to put complete sentences together but she tells some stories. For example…
Reese: “Moo.” “Cow.” “Poop!”
Now to the un-enlightened that doesn’t seem like a story. It’s just three words. But she’s telling a story.
Once upon a time there was a beautiful little girl named Reese. She was full of life but at times became full of fear. One day she went to visit some of her parent’s friends on a farm. She got so excited because this farm had COWS! For hours she talked about the cows that go moo. When she got to the farm she had a chance to go see the cows up close and personal. Her dad thought it would be a great idea but Reese had other thoughts. She became deathly afraid of going to see the cows. To see the cows Reese would have to ride in the dreaded truck. Her dad wanted her to experience something new so he forced her to ride. She cried at first but before long her tears dried up because she was headed to see the cows up close and personal. Not only did Reese ride in a truck to go see the cows go moo she also saw a cow poop. It was hilarious.
Yup. That’s my daughter.
She tells that story at least once a day every day for the last 5 days. It only takes her 3 words but she tells the story really well.
I’ve been thinking a lot about story. It’s Donald Miller’s fault. He wrote about it in his book “A Million Miles In A Thousand Years.” A story is “a character that wants something and overcomes conflict to get it.”
I’ve been thinking a lot about the story that I’m telling. I’ve been thinking a lot about the stories that others are telling as well.
I’m convinced that when we don’t live a good story we will tell bad stories. Sometimes I listen to the stories that people tell and they are just bad.
Stories filled with mountains that should be mole hills.
Stories filled about what we don’t like instead of what we are doing to make a difference.
Stories about other people and their flaws.
Stories that are told but aren’t worth telling.
I know that not every conversation can be filled with epic stories but over the last month shouldn’t we have a story that is worth telling? How about the last year? Or even five years? What are the adventures that we are living? What are the risks that we are taking? What are the stories that we are telling with our lives?
Ultimately for me it’s not about just having a good story to tell. It’s about living a life worthy of the calling that God has placed on my life. I want to live a story that screams of God’s glory. I want people to see what God can do through the stories that I live.
When we live a great story we don’t have time for bad ones. We live the story and God gets the glory.
So the question is what is the story that you are telling with your life? Does it match the story that you want to be telling?