New Testament Stories of Faith and Healing From the Least of These
Have you ever felt like one of the least of these?
What do you know of the woman at the well? What led her to the well that day – the exact day Jesus would be there? What of the lepers, the blind man, the woman who dried Jesus’ feet with her hair? What of the Centurion who said at the cross, “Surely this was the Son of God”?
Stories of Jesus. You have heard them since you were young. But what about the parts that you’ve never heard?
The stories that need to be told? The stories you need to hear?
Tell Me a Story That Means Something
Kathryn Elizabeth Jones
When I was a little girl and before I could read my mother tells me I would crawl to the bookshelf, grab a book, and crawl back to the couch where I would pretend to read.
I imagine the pictures helped a lot – a was reading mostly picture books then J and figured that all I needed to do was to look at the pictures to know what the words said. I was partially right.
Now, as an adult, I put high stock in pictures, especially unseen pictures or the pictures of the mind. If I’m reading a book and can’t visualize the scene, I quickly put the book down. If the words aren’t pictures to me it’s hard for the reading to continue.
Picture this. A young woman at a lake. She is standing still. She is alone and looking into the lake where she used to spend her vacations every summer with her parents, only her mother is dead. Her hair blows from her face. She feels the salt on her lips just as she used to. Her father has brought her here but she doesn’t want to remember.
I haven’t written this book, but everything about it appeals to me. The beach. A young woman alone, thinking about her life. Parents – one dead, one who wants to heal her somehow by bringing her to her favorite place. Anger because she doesn’t want to feel the pain anymore.
I love books like this. Maybe you will write it for me and for others who enjoy stories that mean something.
When I was about 12, I was an avid book reader. By this time, I was “actually” reading books, and my favorites were mysteries – especially Nancy Drew mysteries. I tried to find the clues, tried to find meaning behind a broken vase or a receipt left on the mantlepiece. Nancy’s life, along with her friends, meant something. They were teenagers and yet they were respected. Pieces of my life’s puzzle meant something too, though I might not have seen it at the time. The first kiss on a dark and stormy night. My first bus ride. The way his hair smelled when I walked past. Strawberry. Jobs I hated but did anyway. The smell of Comet cleanser filling the bathroom tub, the gritty-chalk-like dust that melted and ran down the drain the second it met up with water.
Simple things. But the things I learned because they meant something.
As an adult, I read books that mean something. Books from C.S. Lewis, or the classic To Kill a Mockingbird. For me, it’s about lasting value, and rarely, a quick fix when I’m in a bad mood. Some of the books I have written are that way; easy reads with less to write home about, but
I’m learning that the best books I have written are close to the heart; when my tears are near the eyelids. These are the books that mean the most to me, so I must write them.
Stories about Jesus mean something to me, too. Even when I couldn’t read; when all I could do was listen to the teacher at church, or look through a storybook, I loved the places where Jesus walked, the people he healed, the stories of truth, of faith.
The best stories, the ones I have taken with me through life, have always meant something lasting to me.
Thank you, Kathryn Elizabeth Jones
About the author
Kathryn is a lover of words and a bearer of mood swings. When she is feeling the need to inspire, she writes a Christian fiction book. If a mystery is waiting to be uncovered, she finds it. If something otherworldly is finding its way through her fingertips, she travels to it.
Kathryn has been a reader since she was a young child. Although she took classes in writing as a teen, it wasn’t something she really thought would become her career until she was married. And even then, it took a few more years for something worthy enough to publish to manifest itself.
Kathryn’s first book was published in 2002. Since then, many other books have found their way out of her head depending on the sort of day she is having. Kathryn is a journalist, a teacher, a mentor, an editor, a publisher, and a marketer.
Her greatest joy, other than writing her next book, is meeting with readers and authors who enjoy the craft of writing as much as she does.