When I entered the sanctuary about an hour before the session started I heard the chords of a familiar praise song reverberating off of the 9,000 empty seats. Immediately my mind matched lyrics with music and I began to internally sing, “He loves us, O how He loves us, O how He loves us.” I settled into a seat that promised plenty of leg room for my 6’7″ frame. As I flipped through the conference booklet a melodic voice began to sing “This is my story, this is my song, Praising my Savior all the day long.” But the music hadn’t changed. In an instant I found myself caught up and carried away by the unexpected merge of modern mixed with traditional. Soon, another voice began to sing the lyrics that first popped in my head in harmonious unison with the familiar hymn. I began to worship as I contemplated that my story is His story of love for me.

I will have more on this topic later, but for now, What’s your story?