Tell Me the Story

“Honey, I’m home.” I arrived back early this morning from an amazing week of church camp ready to tell my husband all my stories about a week spent with a pretty special group of soon to be high school freshmen. During the week I had the privilege of helping them take a look at the stories of the Old Testament and how they (the kids and the stories) fit together as part of God’s whole amazing story of love, redemption, grace and reconciliation. We talked about how everything in the O.T. points to Jesus coming to save us in the N.T. and the N.T. points to Jesus coming again to get us for Eterni-T.

This year God had placed in on my heart that we needed to be talkin about the fact that we need to be knowin the story. As I have been reading through the book of Acts–one of the greatest books in the Bible, at least from an adventure standpoint (yeah, that’s just a personal opinion, lol, but I think it’s spot on)–anyway, I couldn’t help but SEE (our theme for the week) that in the book of Acts, while the church was growing like wild fire, that not only did people know the story, they were living the story, they were sharing the story, and God was moving, changing their lives and their stories because of THE STORY.

I mean, Luke obviously knew THE STORY. . . he wrote the book of Acts. Then Peter pipes up with THE STORY at Pentecost. Stephen knew THE STORY and while sharing it he lost his life and gained a new one at the same time. Philip knew THE STORY, he shared it with the people of Samaria, a sorcerer and a Eunich. Saul became Paul because of THE STORY, and he couldn’t stop telling THE STORY for the rest of his days on earth.

The problem lies in the fact that we are not doing a very good job with THE STORY. Even if we know the stories, or some of them, we often don’t understand them or what their importance is or what they mean in the big picture of God’s story, His-story. . .our story.

Romans 1:28-32 reveals to us the consequence of forgetting THE STORY,

“Furthermore, they did not think it worthwhile to retain the knowledge of God, so God gave them over to a depraved mind, so that they do what ought not to be done. They have become filled with every kind of wickedness, evil, greed and depravity. They are full of envy, murder, strife, deceit and malice. They are gossips, slanderers, God-haters, insolent, arrogant and boastful; they invent ways of doing evil; they disobey their parents; they have no understanding, no fidelity, no love, no mercy. Although they know God’s righteous decree that those who do such things deserve death, they not only continue to do these very things but also approve of those who practice them.

When we know THE STORY, we know GOD because HE IS THE STORY. He and His love are woven into every event, every person’s life and breath and story recorded on the pages of His Word. This week I saw students with a hunger to know THE STORY and THE GOD who is responsible for it. Watching them learning, praying, praising, committing, asking, and seeking is a great encouragement–a hope that the story will continue to be passed on and passed down until the One who is writing it returns to take us home. And until that day we must continue to pray, and we must continue, like the men and women of the book of Acts, to know THE STORY, live THE STORY, and share THE STORY with a world who needs to know the love of the Creator and the heart of His Son who came that we might have life.

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One thought on “Tell Me the Story

  1. Hi Dawn, I just happened onto your facebook page and loved reading all your blogs. they are such an encouragement to me today. I love how the holy Spirit working in your life and the ones you touch. The scripture is good and I love the Lettuce scriptures. Susan T

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