Our pastor has been talking for a few weeks now, about Stories, our individual stories and their part in the big story of God. He has a way of making this subject seem simple when he talks about it, but then when I get home from church, let that subject rest for a few hours, and then think on it again this morning, I find it hard to get my mind around it.
All of these billions of individual story lines, woven into the Big Story of God's Plan, how is that all possible? How does the story hold together? Why does my tiny part really matter anyway?
I can see so little, only where I am at this very moment and perhaps a little into where I have been in the immediate past. I cannot see the threads of all these story lines, where they have been woven together in the past, how they fit together now, and where they are headed.
It can be easy to look at life's happenings as just so much chance. Like "he just happened to be in that place at that time, and these other people were in the same spot and this and that took place and the whole of one's life was dramatically altered". How do we get into our minds that all was orchestrated by God, and that it is all for some purpose, maybe even a purpose that will come to fruition many years down the road.
When I step out into a new day, do I realize that I have never walked in this day before. Although I will do things that I have done, that I will go to places that I have visited before, and that it may seem routine, as I sit here and write and think, I really do not know even the story of these next few minutes.
It may be a lesson in futility to even try to think about all of this, but it also puts a humbleness in my mind to try, knowing that the more I think I know, the more I realize that I don't.
So, I will just try to keep my eyes and ears and heart open today, and live it a moment at a time, looking for those characters in my story that are there for a reason and trying to hear from God as to how I am supposed to live on this unknown path.
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