Each day on this earth, we as God’s children have a choice: We can try to write our story as we wish it to appear or we can record it as it happens. That right there is the struggle of our lives.
My temptation is to create a well-written story that looks good on paper. I want a wonderful beginning, an exciting and well –thought out middle and a happy ending. The trouble is the three don’t always go together and one doesn’t necessarily lead to the other.
A few years ago I had my story finished. The beginning I couldn’t change that simply happened to me. I could cut sections to make it easier on the eye .The problem was that robbed each chapter and left my life sounding like a Hallmark Card.
As I look over my story I find the last few chapters, comforting yet vague, boring and not at all what the man inside wants them to look like. I wonder what would happen if I were to rip those pages from the binder, burn them, and say to God, “Okay, here’s the pen, you write the rest?”
And that is where I sit, right now, right here, in this place. I have handed the pen (or computer in my case) to someone I can’t see and given Him permission to create the conclusion. As a writer I keep trying to add words here and there to make it sound better. I find myself trying to edit God by drawing my own assumptions as I attempt to trim the twists and turns that cause a great story.
We each claim to seek adventuresome lives with jumps and twists and great mystery but when it comes right down to it we try to write out those chapters or put a choke hold on them whenever possible.
Yesterday as I was riding back down Mount Hood on my bike the speed at which my body was flying down that six percent grade was scary. I saw the sign up above and thought of God. He’s provided escape routes if needed so why am I so afraid to take my hands off the break and “go for it.”
I want to live my life as if there is an Escape Ramp for Runaway Trucks. So Rick, put the pen down, get your finger off the delete button, take your hand off the break and let’s go. We’ve got a story to write.
