I think it started with the cookies…

Becca & Nick

Getting a little homesick one day, I attempted to make chocolate chip cookies in my “easy bake.” Since there were only two other girls in my apartment, and I’d made an overabundance, I decided to share my cookies. So I brought some cookies to an older gentleman who was sort of like an adopted grandpa to me. Word got out…

read their story

We become the story we feed on. Marital love satisfies longings like no cheap imitation can. So the Real Story, the cosmic romance, fills us like no other story can.

What story will I feed on? What story will I become?

(Ann Voskamp in "Become the Story", originally at A Holy Experience)