‘You can tell me stories
from when you were young, instead.’ He said.
My heart swelled until he added a condition: ‘Funny stories.’
I racked my brain to
remember some and told him a few – of the escaping school bunny, of my brother’s
tendency to stroke his teacher’s leg at story time when he was 6 (she had silky
tights on apparently) and of my sister calling the fire brigade age 2 and a
fire engine turning up at the house (they have heard that story before but it
is one of their favourites).
And as I searched and
searched my brain, I realized that I need to sit down and think and even write
some notes:
What have been the faith-changing moments in my life?
What are the stories that accompany them?
What things can and must I share with my children: the
stories that will stay with them for all of their lives and be a reference for
their own spiritual walk?
Only be careful, and watch yourselves closely so that
you do not forget the things your eyes have seen or let them fade from your
heart as long as you live. Teach them
to your children and to
their children after them.
Deuteronomy 4:9
