Todd and I spent the last 24 hours getting to Tallinn. Being men who enjoy a good laugh, we have connected through humor. The last post would be an example of that.

Somewhere, during the multiple flights, I meditated on the story in Mark 8:22-26. A blind man has people who bring him to Jesus. Jesus takes his hand and walks him out of the village, spits in his eyes and touches him. He asks the man, “Can you see anything now?”  The man looked around. “Yes” he said. “I see people, but I can’t see them very clearly. They look like trees walking around,”

Jesus puts his hands on the man’s eyes again and his eyes were opened. His sight was completely restored and he could see everything clearly.

This is a strange story.

We got into Tallinn and took a taxi in the snow from the airport to our destination. The taxi driver was a middle aged, wiry man with thinning hair and a bulky black jacket. He spoke a few halting phrases in English. What was remarkable about his driving abilities was that I have never seen anyone speed up and come to complete stops on snowy roads. It was impressive. Those who got in his way were impressed as well, but for different reasons. As we attempted conversation with him, it was apparent very quickly that we had reached the edge of his English. When we told him we were heading on to Tartu the next day, he chuckled as he volunteered to drive us there. .We chuckled back when we clarified the cost.

Todd and I are creating a story of this adventure. Creating stories helps us connect. Stories create meaning together. The people we have encountered are part of that creation. They are props in our narrative and we use them as backdrops.

And they are doing the same. We could be included in the tale of the taxi driver as he attempts to connect with his fellow cabbies waiting for a fare on a cold winter evening.

“I see people, but I can’t see them very clearly. They look like trees walking around,”, the blind man says.

Stories can be fun. Stories can connect. And in telling stories, it is good to acknowledge that the people are so much more than props for the narrator, that they are valued and loved children of God, and we rely on the second touch of Jesus’ hand.