Author’s Note: One of my absolute favorite things is when my daughters ask me to tell them a story. Driving home at night from somewhere—it’s dark outside, without much traffic, and quiet. Or around the campfire. Or at night before bed. Or (as this morning) on the way to school to make the steep hill we’re walking feel not so daunting. I usually don’t have a story in mind. I just launch into it and see where it goes.
Lately I’ve been writing my girls stories too. Once a week for at least the next three weeks, I’m going to publish a few of the stories I’ve written so far. All the stories explore the theme of what it means to love your neighbor. I think of them as “neighborhood parables.” The story below, which I’ve also used in a children’s sermon, is the first in the series. (It is inspired by this story, the author of which is unknown.) I include some of my discussion questions from my children’s sermon below too.
I will publish links here as the series grows. Hope you enjoy!
Once upon a time there were two brothers who were the best of friends. Born just a couple years apart, they grew up doing everything together, side by side.… Read the rest