I just got back from a Sunday evening service which centered around several individuals and their life stories. Mennonites might not get all fancy about literary narratives, but we do love a good life story. Especially if it involves deep sorrow and ultimate triumph over adversity.
Several takeaways from tonight:
1) Most people cry while telling their story.
2) We are insignificant and epic at the same time.
3) You probably don’t know the person sitting next to you in church.
4) Stories are everywhere, tucked away in the unlikeliest of places.
5) The common person’s story needs to be told. The janitor, the cafeteria cook, bus driver, the landscaper, and farmer.
(Photo and quote from Grapes of Wrath movie.)