Yes, We Are Story Tellers

Every aspect of our lives contains a story.

I’ve posted about this many times, even as a focus of Mother’s Day and knowing your mom’s story. Along the way I’ve shared my favorite authors, and the type of stories I enjoy reading – mostly Historical and Science Fiction, Westerns, and biographies of certain people.

Sitting Around the CampfireI remember sitting around a camp fire as my folks would reminisce about the stories of their youth. Some of my favorite memories are them telling how they grew up and what it was like to walk up hill to school and then up hill home, in 3 feet of snow with no coats or shoes. For many years I just discounted their story, until it happened to me. Yep. Up hill to school, and then back up hill to home in the same 3 feet of snow! Only, I had shoes and a coat…

Some of the best times are listening to people tell a story (hopefully true) and do it in an enticing way that it is a joy to hear. Whether a preacher, or some conference speaker… gasp, even a politician… those that can draw me into their story are the ones I enjoy the most. I soak up these stories! Names like Garrison Keillor, Tom Bodett, Paul Harvey, Charles Osgood… Yep. Good Story Tellers!

We remember the stories of the bible. Those great big stories of people, places and events. Noah. Ark. Egypt. Moses. Abraham. David. Adam and Eve. But there are also little stories that prove my point. Take Joshua, for instance. He’s continuing the work of Abraham, headed for the Promised Land.

Stack of StonesThen Joshua called the twelve men whom he had appointed from the children of Israel, one man from every tribe; and Joshua said to them: “Cross over before the ark of the LORD your God into the midst of the Jordan, and each one of you take up a stone on his shoulder, according to the number of the tribes of the children of Israel, that this may be a sign among you when your children ask in time to come, saying, ‘What do these stones mean to you?’ Then you shall answer them that the waters of the Jordan were cut off before the ark of the covenant of the LORD; when it crossed over the Jordan, the waters of the Jordan were cut off. And these stones shall be for a memorial to the children of Israel forever.” (Joshua 4:4-7 NKJV)

Sometimes we wait for the children to ask, “What does this mean?” Better still, we should be telling our kids something about their past and history so that each future generation carries the stories forward as treasured history. The stones were a memorial, but more importantly, the story would be repeated, and repeated.

What would be a worse thing is that the our stories never make it past us! Do not hold them in. Share them, even when your kids roll their eyes, “Give me a break, dork!”

My mom has been doing a genealogy research on both her names – maiden and married. Through her I am slowly learning my history from both sides of the families. In my travels I collect the memorabilia with my family name – Gurley, and look for places that have our name appended to it. Gurley, NE and Gurley, AL. Gurley Hollow, TN. Prescott, AZ – Gurley Avenue. Someday, Gurley, Australia. Troy, NY has Gurley Precision Instruments that has been in business since 1845. And those that made history! Helen Gurley Brown. A.D. Gurley, Phineas Gurley. ┬áThen add the current generation and you will find a lot of history that is unknown by so many.

It’s a fascinating research! But think about those people with big, and little, stories that travel back in time for thousands of years. It’s sad┬áthe stories that are lost and not carried forward, but amazing that there are people who share with the next generation the stories of their past.

I was loaned a book written by a cousin, or something. “East Texas Memories”. Never a best seller, but Arley Walters took the time to write down the stories of growing up and living in East Texas. One of my dad’s stories are buried in the pages… It’s time to read.

So, maybe via a book, or story time, listening to your elders, or while enjoying a campfire… Take the time to tell a story… Better yet, take time to listen to someone’s story and make it part your story.


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