I heard a song today on KLove. Big Daddy Weave “My Story” Got me to thinking today driving home from Jackson. Before 2012 I thought I loved the Lord, but the only way I could share Christ was to tell His story. My story was separate from Him. But since 2012 God has written my story so that it can’t be told without Him in the center of it. I liked that thought. My story is now His story. And He continues to write it. It’s a very painful work of literature, but I wouldn’t want it any other way. Whether it’s my marriage or my children or even the health of my children, it all points to Him no matter what. If all this pain is to make it impossible for us to tell our stories without Jesus being in the center of it, then it’s all worth it.