What is this story about? What’s your part in the story? Are you that guy who makes the main character realize that he is in love with the girl? Or are you the girl who falls in love with the main character? Are you the comic relief? Are you the one who makes the main character look good? Or are you the main character yourself. Is the story centered around you? Are the readers laughing at each of your mishaps, crying though each heartbreaking chapter, and sighing when you finally find that someone special? Or are you simply the sad victim of the story? You are trying to find out where you fit in the story- trying to find out what the story is even about. Lost. Is the story even about you? Are you even part of it? If the story was a movie you would be the guy eating a hotdog in the background right?
Humans search their whole lives to find out what the story is about. Most believe its about something greater than themselves. Maybe its about saving the earth- go green. Maybe its about sacrificing ourselves for the country- army strong. Finding the cure. Discovering the next big thing. Cheaper gas. Electing a better president. Finding inner peace. Working hard to get right with the big guy up in the sky. Being a good person. But really, thats still all about them.
Think bigger- the story is about the one who is speaking all of this into being. The sun. The grass that is growing. The blood being pumped in your heart. Its all a word that he is speaking.
Think smaller- the story is about a baby born in a stable to an unmarried mother 2012 years ago.
Think greater- these two are one and the same.
Now marvel-There are back stabbing traitors and rebels in this story, they spat in his face and laughed at the beautiful truth he showed them. They did everything they were not to, and nothing they were made to. They are crawling all over he crust of this world. They try to stuff the bottomless pit in their hearts with a whole lot of nothing. As the creator of the universe spins the planets, he looks down on these people and he loves them. As they mocked him-he died for them. You ask who you are in the story? You are the traitor. You are the back stabbing rebel. You are the enemy of the main character.
Lets skip to the end of the book. Look at the last page. Some of the enemies believe in the beautiful truth that the king showed them, and they are no longer enemies. They fill that bottomless pit in their hearts with his bottomless love. They are not simply the friends. They are the sons, they are the daughters of the king. There is nothing but love and joy, peace, rest, grace, and mercy at the end of the story.
As you reach the end of the page you find that the book hasn’t even opened yet. What a glorious cover. The author of the story never stops speaking the story into being. The story goes on. The story never ends.