Let's Talk About Words

   I love in the book and movie The Fault in our Stars when Augustus asks Hazel what her story is. When she begins to tell him about her trials with cancer, he stops her and says that he wants to hear her real story, the story about her, not her illness. I meet too many people that define themselves by the sadness, pain and illness of their lives. Unfortunately we all have experienced some pain in our lives, some more than others, but why let that be all that we are? Think about your story. If someone asked you to tell it, where would you start; what would you say? https://www.facebook.com/ susanmarie.schulhof.7?ref=h l http:// susanmarieschulhof.blogspot .com/

“Hi,” I say as I slide into Dan’s truck giving him a kiss. “What’s that smell and what are you wearing?” he snaps. “The perfume that you gave me for Valentine’s Day, and what is wrong with my outfit?” “Who wears cowboy boots anymor e?” “I don’t know. Lots of people.” “Well they look stupid,” he hisses. I am not sure what is wrong, but I know that I didn’t do anything. I don’t dare ask Dan or he will just blame me. I am quiet as Dan drives. I didn’t eat dinner since it is only five and he knows that my dad doesn’t come home to eat until six-thirty. I want to ask him where we are going, what we are doing and what is for dinner, but I just purse my lips closer together. We pull up at a huge house that I have never been to before. Without a word, Dan gets out of the car and walks around to the back of the house. I follow a few steps behind him. When I round the corner of the house, I am in awe by the sight of the lake behind the house. I mean the house is spectacular too, but the sun...

As said by Bryan Jones at Willow Creek Community Church.