We are made to tell our story and listen to the ones around us. We are storytellers because our Father is an eternal Storyteller. He weaved our story into us before He gave creation its first breath – before He gave it to us. Our story is not finished with our final breath, not even when the earth breathes its last.
Why wouldn’t we gently share and carefully listen to find out what it means to be human, what it means to be fully known and completely loved?
I wonder if we might even walk into danger if we don’t tell and listen. We might find ourselves forced to hear it while it’s squeezed out with a final, earthly breath on a cold concrete.
We are made to tell our stories and listen to the ones around us.
Philippians 2:3
Do nothing from selfish ambition or conceit, but in humility count others more significant than yourselves.
Heidi Viars 
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