Our introductions were giving the story behind our names, each person sharing, some shy, some bold, and some profound: "Every day I when I wake up I have to make a decision whether or not to be a whole person." (lady with autism)
I hadn't been in a setting like that for years and hungrily wicked up the experience, the stories, the encouragement and the socialness of it all.
Last night I worshiped with Big Daddy Weave at The Only Name Tour. I was soaking up the richness and then we collectively sang, "When I wake up in the Land of Glory, And with the saints I will tell my story,There will be one Name that I proclaim." I smiled a secret smile--I relished the fact that God had bookended my week with diversity, names and stories. I'm still reflecting.