I interacted with a neighbor that I don't know well. Our conversation consisted of housekeeping details about her daughter staying over and when she needed to be taken home. The rest of our conversation was telling stories. One linked off the other, and gave us truths about each other that could only be discovered by how we responded to situations.
I was struck with the idea that Jesus when he was on earth, told stories. They were confusing at times and he left it up to us to decide their meaning.
Stories communicate far more than we could in a systematic discourse. I learned a lot from the neighbor about her values and her responses. And it was far more interesting than having her recited what she thought and believed.
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