Our stories and the influence Christ can have on them

Our stories can changeLife does that to usLife twists and turns our past and effects how we react today

Painful moments can be misery in the moment

These moments can turn us bitter

But they can also make us better

Christ changes stories

He can heal us completely!

And it doesn’t happen suddenly after we die 

It can happen now… in our lives!

The healer heals our lives… now!

Lean to him!

It’s hard telling the same story at different times in life. 

After dad died I found his journals… as I read through them I found they we’re all edited. Different pens, lines through some parts… new words and sentences written around them. It surprised me. A lot of dads journals were thoughts and those thoughts evolved and grew with time. Over the years I have down the same glance back at my old journals etc and making changes and updates. In some instances the stories have grown and the feelings of the stories have changed. 

20 yrs after my dad died I took one his best friend out to breakfast.i cried as I asked him to tell me about my dad… I explained I remembered him… but time had confused me. I as he this way or that and had I gotten him wrong. He told me what he remembered of my dad. The things he loved. Some personality traits, etc. I was grateful for the conversation but walked away still confused. Time had played tricks on both of us. Some of the things he said resonated and some were way off… and not how I remember or wanted to remember my dad. 

Over the next years this friend of my dad reached out to other close friends and asked for stories of my dad and made me a book to better remember him. I was so grateful for this. It offered many behind the scenes stories of my dads life that help repaint him in my mind.

But the question is still there. When we tell stories of the past… they are often wrong or missing so many parts. 

Pain is an interesting thing… in the immediate moment pain hurts… often so badly we can’t bare it. When my dad died I remember crying so much I didn’t want to talk to anyone. 

However as I look back at this painful moment in time… and it was torture in the moment! Time has changed my view on it. So many things happened that changed to course of me and every sibling I have. 

Christ can change our stories! He can rewrite things. The pain feels different… and almost worth it. By leaning to christ my fathers death has turned my life in a way only God can do… he’s made me better and become a blessing in my life 

Sometimes I struggle writing in my journal or telling stories that have happened to me.