I am still in Kisumu on mission and one of the greatest team events in the day is the evening session where one person gets to share his/ her story. The rest of the team listens and learns more about the person sharing and then gets to ask questions of the sharer. One person then volunteers to pray for the person who has been sharing and then we plan the next day's itinerary before we retire for the night.
I got to share my story and I must admit that it leaves you feeling somehow naked and exposed. People you don't know very well have deep knowledge of your past and you must trust that this knowledge will only be used for your benefit. When others share, you also get to know them better and understand where they are coming from and why they do some of the things that they do.
We all have our story, our challenges, joys, sad moments, successes and failures. We all have our own unique storyline, our unfolding sequence of events. One of the people I look up to says about memories, that we have to choose our memories. The actions we choose to engage in today become our future memories, our story in the days to come. We have to learn to choose well, to give priority to those things we want to remember fondly in the future. Some of us give so much importance to work and then in the sunset years of life, the work is not there to keep you company, but your cold and aloof family is there. How I pray that God may teach me how to number my days aright, how to make my days count instead of counting my days, how to give priority to the really important as opposed to the really urgent.
What is your story, and what story do you want to be able to share in the future?
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