Another one bites the dust…

It appears that my humble little experiment has already begun to bear some fruit. My friend Dave has also decided to put his thoughts in some semblance of order on e paper. He talks in his first post about his reasons and also says some nice things about yours truly.

Dave is a good friend from college and we both work for the same nameless multi-national coffee company. He also is younger and prettier than me. I try not to hold these things against him.

I love storytelling because of the unintended consequences.  When I tell stories, be it through preaching or writing or performing or teaching something often happens that I never planned or could not possibly hope to control.  Sometimes people learn something about God that I didn’t know myself. Sometimes people decide to examine relationships and priorities I didn’t know they had. Sometimes people start web-logs.

Now none of this happens because I am a brilliant storyteller or because I carry with me the wisdom of the ages. It happens because there is something bigger going on.  . In the stories we tell with our words  and our lives we are pointing to the things we value most; the things we’re passionate about and love. My stories, hopefully, point to things inside us and outside us that are bigger than we dream.

Welcome Dave, may your stories be big and powerful and small and silly. May they touch people you don’t know in ways you never dreamed. May all of your words point our ears and eyes and hearts to something bigger going on.