Let the redeemed of the Lord tell their story—
Psalm 107:2a (NIV)
This past Friday night a group of friends gathered at our house to read that latest draft of a play I wrote, which is entitled Ham Buns and Potato Salad. The play is slated to be produced by our local community theatre in April and I’ve been scrambling to make a couple of major revisions to the script. Friday night was an opportunity to hear the script, and my changes, read by other voices and to get a feel for what is working, and what is not.
The play is about the stories of a small group of people in a small Iowa town. It is rooted in my experiences of living for three years in a very small town along with bits and pieces of many real stories people have shared with me over the years. In particular, the play revolves around one young woman’s story, which she herself has refused to share with anyone in the town for over a decade. Her refusal to tell her story has become a legendary piece of town gossip and the source of endless speculation. The play deals with the unforeseen circumstances which bring the young woman to share her story and her secret.
I find it interesting that the psalmist didn’t write “Let the redeemed of the Lord:”
- …tell others what to do.”
- …make a lot of rules.”
- …appear perfect.”
- …act like they’ve got it all together.”
- …hide their faults.”
- …judge others.”
I love that the are encouraged to share our stories. We all have stories, and I love to hear other people’s stories. I find them fascinating. Once I have heard a person’s story I understand them better, appreciate them more, and have a greater capacity to love them. The world would be a better place if we all took the time to share and listen to one another’s stories. I love the fact that Jesus wrapped His teaching in stories, and I enjoy being a storyteller, which is why I wrote Ham Buns and Potato Salad.
This week we will all gather with family and friends to share meals, open gifts, worship, play games, and watch football. Today, I am challenging myself and all who read this blogpost to intentionally take the time to ask for, and listen to, another person’s story:
- Grandma, how did you and grandpa meet? Tell me about falling in love with him.
- Dad, what was your favorite toy when you were a kid?
- Tell me mom, what was a typical Christmas when you were young?
- Tell me, nephew, what is it you are passionate about?
- What was the high point and low point of this past year for you?
- What was the naughtiest thing you did as a kid?
- How did you end up in your career? Are you glad? What did you want to do?
- Nobody talks about Uncle Sid. What’s his story?
- Where’s the most exotic place you’ve traveled? What was it like?
- What is your biggest regret in life thus far?
Trust me, the holidays will be much more enjoyable if people share their stories.