I have often given thought to how much our words matter. They can be offered as a gift or an affliction. To bring comfort and joy or hurt and pain. I enjoy reading a great deal. Sometimes I am brought to tears by another’s ability to share the words of their life stories. Sometimes I have outbursts of laughter for another’s thoughts or joys. To be touched even briefly by their life tales can be powerful.
This is an area we so quickly dismiss. Our own life stories; how they may be an offering of hope and encouragement to others if we would share them? Everyone has a story and I know I want to hear as many of them as I can. In the meantime I will be learning how to share my own story.