Memory is a few lines snipped from a larger story that we are privileged to tuck away between the pages of our minds.

If sacrifice is not the theme of my life, there’s no sense telling the story.

To say that my existence is entirely inconsequential is to utterly ignore the amazing reality that life is a masterful story penned by a brilliant God who wrote me into the story in such a way that my absence would literally diminish the whole of the story.