The Story We Tell

Words cannot describe the experience I had today, but WOW is God so good & my heart feels so full it could explode! Today God reminded me of two of my favorite things, art and history... but the two of them together.... unreal.

I saw paintings from as early as 1691, one of the earliest copies of Don Quixote de la Mancha from 1615.

And beautiful art of Jesus, Mary, the apostles, Moses, Joshua, and so many others that the Catholic cathedrals here once held. To walk through the ruins of one of these cathedrals and run my fingers along it’s walls and doorframes, I felt so small in the scheme of life, how so many have come before me and I’m sure many more will come after me, and yet we are all connected by the shared experience of being a human.

For a moment, I imagined what it must have been like, what life would have looked like. And I was overwhelmed by the beauty and majesty of it all, that in the midst of feeling so teeny tiny, I felt so close and intimate with the Lord.

That He chose me for “such a time as this”, and that although one day, all I had in this life may be left in ruins, He remains forever and He chose me and knows my name. I get to be part of His great and wonderful story, a novel intricately weaving throughout history and into eternity, all pointing to One who is the same yesterday, today, and forever... Jesus💛

This part of the story is mine, it’s yours, He has invited us into it that He would be made known through our lives to THIS time and THIS generation. So what will be the story we tell? I pray it is of Him, of the One who was and is and is to come, whose foundations can never be shaken, and whose kingdom shall have no end.

Thank you Lord, what an incredible experience that I will never forget, you know my heart so well and I am so grateful for the loving reminders You place all around me, thank you Jesus.