Discovering God

Have you ever noticed how people can experience the exact same moment and tell it completely differently? Same event, same place, same time—but somehow, different details. I learned this the hard way as a kid. My sister, who is four years older than me, and I were at the top of our stairs. And when I say “playing,” I mean she was chasing me. These weren’t soft, carpeted stairs either—these were wood and tile, the kind that don’t forgive. Somewhere in the middle of that “fun,” I went head over heels down the stairs and knocked myself out cold. Now if you ask me, that was clearly her fault. If you ask her? “ Oh, we were just playing! He tripped! I tried to catch him! ” Same moment, different details. And here’s the thing—it doesn’t necessarily mean one of us is completely wrong. It just means we experienced it differently. The bigger the moment, the more that tends to happen. When you read the resurrection of Jesus in Matthew 28, Mark 16, Luke 24, and John 20, you might notice something...