There is a story at every turn...at every wrinkle...every old, worn out pair of gloves...at a song...and a beat up chevy truck.   Our neighbors have stories...our coworkers have stories...What's your story?

My father-in-law took his life a few weeks ago.  There's definitely a story there.  And through the tears and questions and screams...my wife and her sister...they wanted the story.  They wanted letters.  They refused to believe that he would NOT say goodbye to them. 

And, so, we searched his modest home.  We expected letters each time we checked our mail...and his mail.  We prayed that God would reveal the letters!  And NOTHING.  For two long weeks...nothing!  So we settled into the fact that there would be no goodbye from him. 

AND THEN WE GOT OUR LETTERS!  And they are more amazing than anything we could have imagined.  In true fashion...God over delivered!  We prayed for letters...and we had no idea how He would answer that prayer. 

We checked Stan's mail on Saturday and there was a packet FULL of letters.  Letters that he had written throughout his life.  Letters dating back to 1971!  And they are A.M.A.Z.I.N.G. They have been so healing for Trish and Mandy.

God is so good. I love how He continues to show me that His plans are higher than my plans & His thoughts are higher than my thoughts.

Thank you, God, for the story that is my life...










What's your story?