See what turns a man’s head and know how he’s steering his heart.
What is Lovely, to you?
Lovely… a storyteller. (John 20:31)
Read them eat them drink them.
Watch them hold them dream them.
Hate them love them breathe them.
Birth them live them die them.
Enough has been said about why stories matter to us and I still don’t think anybody really knows.
What makes a story, anyway?
Name a “story rule” and someone better read than I can tell you a story that breaks it.
“‘The End.’ Every story has a beginning and ‘The End.'”
Hey you’re quick. It took me two cups of coffee to think that far.
But a scoffing third cup rained on our parade, “Such human terms, ha! ‘Beginning’ is just a convenient place to start and ‘The End’ is only a rest stop, really.”
Okay. I switched to tea. Herbal.
Tasting the quietness, I wondered.
“Water.”
The knowing steam breathed only a word,
so soft I might have imagined it.
No, this thought didn’t begin in me.
Funny, wisdom can say more with one word
than knowledge can with a whole salad of ‘em.
Leaves without water are just dry paper in your mouth
and stories without a teller are dust the same.
So it’s the telling that makes a story.
But I guess you knew that; you’ve listened this far.
Here’s to tellers of stories, like she. My cap is off to you.
You’re in good Company; I believe that.
Lovely… a lover of the One who Loves.
(who’s this Lovely? you’d better start at the beginning…)