We try to plan out how our lives are going to unfold, but who’s to say that what we imagine for ourselves is really going to come to fruition or is even supposed to come into fruition? How much of what we want for our lives is meant for us to have?
What all would I even write if I could write my story? What would I jot down if I could script out my future? Would I write enough? Would I write too much? Would I allow myself to dream as I write and pray that my dreams are manifested into reality? Or would I allow fear and doubt to take control of the pen and subconsciously dismiss and demote my future, or even worse refuse to write at all?
An open book full of empty pages could be so exciting – all the endless possibilities, and yet, at the same time, an open book full of empty pages could be so scary…all the endless possibilities.
Unlike a novel, we can’t jump to the end of our life’s story when we’re anxious to see how things turn out. We’re forced to experience each page, whether we’re enjoying the plot or not. However, I’ve been trying to find peace in the unknown and aim to live in the excitement of the journey.
Though I may have a hand in the writing process, I find comfort in having God as the ultimate author and finisher of my book. He knows how my story started and how my story will conclude. He knows of each supporting character, those who will come and go and those who will last to the very end. He knows of the drama, the tragedy, the action, the romance, the comedy, and the inspiration that make up every good story and how to navigate me through it as the main character. I trust in His process, knowing that all things will work together for my good.
I pray that my story is one of purpose, one that inspires and motivates, one that brings joy and release, one that leaves a legacy to be passed on to future generations…and I have faith that it can be, and it will be…though the rest is still unwritten.
looking unto Jesus, the author and finisher of our faith,
who for the joy that was set before Him endured the cross, despising the shame, and has sat down at the right hand of the throne of God.
– Hebrews 12:2
