Am
I living a great story? In reading different blogs and books lately, I keep
running across this question. As a storyteller, am I myself living a great story?
I
should be.
I
have some goals in my life right now, one of the major ones being to become a
published author, a creator of stories. But what if I never get published? Does
that mean I am not a storyteller? No—I will keep writing stories no matter
what, because I am a writer and stories can change the world.
But
is my life going to be about telling stories or living
a story? I want to know how to live a good story. What my life should be filled
with outside my writing time, and how that life pours into my writing time,
because it’s all of part of who I am. What lives am I affecting when I sit at
home on a Christmas break, when I go out to run errands, or when I just dance
in my room? Am I affecting lives other than my own? That is the question that
runs deep in all of us I think.
I
don’t have all the answers, and I can’t tell you I’m necessarily spending my
time as I should, treating people how they should be treated, and living a good
story. But I want to.
And
then today I thought Maybe living a great
story has more to do with how in love I am with God than with anything else.
Now that’s a thought. Maybe the more I fall in love, the more real and exciting
and purposeful my story will be. I think this is more true than I can see right
now. I felt like God wanted me to read part of Song of Solomon this morning,
like He just wanted me to know how much he longs for me, for my presence and my
love.
Could
it be that simple? To live a great story is to live a life in love with the
Creator? What else could be the key, really? Isn’t this what makes us come most
alive?
In
the midst of my storytelling and story living, I desire to be constantly aware
of God’s love. If I am, who knows who might come alive today?
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