Last week in a comment a friend of mine wrote,
“I do so love when you write, for it invites me into your stories.”
Then the next day I read this quote in last year’s journal from Donald Miller’s ‘A Million Miles in a Thousand Years’:
“A good storyteller doesn’t just tell a better story … He invites other people into the story with him giving them a better story too.”
Needless to say, this idea has stuck with me recently. I cannot seem to go through a day without asking myself, “How can I invite people into my story?” or “What can I do to tell a better story?” See I don’t just want to live. I want to live fully, and I want to help other people live fully as well. I want to tell stories that invite others in. I want my story to be like a great banquet, or a massive party, where everyone is given an invitation. I want to leave little notes for the ones that I love, I want to drive 2 hours to hang out, I want to plan for a future, I want to pray for a stranger, I want to encourage the broken, I want to live like Jesus.
Jesus always invited people into his story. He didn’t just invite the rich, but he invited the blind, lame, mute, poor, prostitutes, out casts, beggars, and tax collectors. He invited everyone. He invited you and me.
That is how I want to live. I want to tell a story that says, “You may not have been there then, but you are here now. Come on in!”