Every Thursday, our team gathers to dig into the upcoming Sunday’s message. Two weeks ago, we’re reading about this five-year-old Mephibosheth who gets dropped while fleeing, becomes crippled, and Katie just stops everything. “Wait. Time out. This doesn’t make sense.” She wasn’t trying to be difficult—she was being honest. Why would a five-year-old need to be carried? How does one drop cause permanent damage? The whole room then started nodding because she pointed out that it maybe didn’t make sense. Sometimes the story doesn’t add up, and pretending it does doesn’t make it any clearer.

I love that Katie didn’t just swallow the confusion and move on. She called foul on a story that felt incomplete, that seemed to minimize major damage or exaggerate minor incidents. And honestly? That’s exactly what we need to do with the stories we tell ourselves. When your brain says, “That thing that happened in junior high is why you’ll never succeed,” maybe it’s time to call time out. When the math doesn’t add up—when a small slight becomes a life sentence in your head—someone needs to be the Katie in the room. The beautiful thing about questions is they create space for better answers. Katie’s interruption led to a deeper conversation about how minor falls can cause major damage, how some wounds don’t match their origin stories, how life rarely follows the neat narrative we expect. Sometimes faith isn’t accepting every story at face value—it’s having the courage to say, “Hold up. Let’s think about this differently.”

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