Sometimes I feel like a full bottle with a very narrow neck. The words are trying to get out at the same time air is trying to get in.
So today I’m sharing someone else’s words, someone who managed to get amazing somethings out of his bottle:
“My story is important not because it is mine…but because if I tell it anything like right, the chances are you will recognize that in many ways it is yours. Maybe nothing is more important than that we keep track… of these stories of who we are and where we have come from and the people we have met along the way because it is precisely through these stories in all their particularity that God makes himself (herself) known to each of us most powerfully and personally…to lose track of our stories is to be profoundly impoverished not only humanly but spiritually. I not only have my secrets, I am my secrets. And you are yours. Our secrets are human secrets, and our trusting each other enough to share them with each other has much to do with the secret of what it means to be human.”