The best part of my job is that I get to hear people's stories. Many of which could be in books or movies if someone with enough talent had the time to notice them.
Yesterday I spent three hours with a Peruvian widow from my church who told me the most romantic story of how she met and fell in love with her husband through an ESL class, and how he then tragically died at the age of 35.
And last week another friend from church told me how she was headed towards being a star in Hollywood, when God clearly told her to drop everything. She gave away her clothes, her house, her acting career, and lost all of her friends. Many years later, she re-entered the industry but only this time with a purpose. She wrote a play within 3 weeks that has drawn crowds of women to find freedom from abuse and men to confess pornography and sexual addictions.
I could go on and on about all the people I've talked to within the last 6 months. At the end of the day I am a bit saddened that these stories are not more known. I suppose the best thing we can do for each other sometimes is just to listen. And the second best thing we can do is to make known the stories of those who have no voice to tell them.
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