the story of Abigail Sawyer & Taylor Otwell
Mr. Sawyer suggested that we go out to get coffee after a day of loading railroad ties into a truck for a home project. I immediately knew he must have something serious to talk about, because I hate coffee, and, at least for our friendship, it was a very unusual request.
“We can’t take someone else’s story, no matter how much we like it, and superimpose it onto our own life. God writes a unique story for each of us, and trying to figure it out ahead of time is futile at best.”