The shepherds returned, glorifying and praising God for all the things they had heard and seen, which were just as they had been told. Luke 2:20

The shepherds left the fields to find the baby Messiah. They returned changed. Everything about them changed: how they looked at their job of tending sheep, how they would interact with other people, and how they would be motivated to share what they had seen (to countless people who would never ever believe them). They would be stared at walking down the street because others would envy and despise them for such a fantastic tale of their time in the fields. The people would have been divided about the few snippet the shepherd boys had told them: they visited the Messiah after the Angel of the Lord and a host of angels heralded his birth.

Or they might be branded as unusual and anti-social because of the fabulous story they told.

(Of course much of the above is speculation based on how we would react.)

But regardless of how others viewed their story, they knew the truth because they lived it.

We each have a story too, perhaps not as dramatic as the shepherd boys but a story nonetheless. Our story is unique to us; no one in the world has the same story. Even the shepherds had slightly different versions of the story because they lived it through different eyes.

What’s your story? How often are you telling it?