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Recently I read a sentence that
intrigued me. “Every story has an end.” I recalled my
class of second graders who eagerly wrote stories. At the end of the
page they scrawled “The End”. It was often much larger than the
story itself. I wondered, was it in relief or was it a celebration
of achievement?
I recalled the stories I read in my
youth. They were usually fairy tales that began, ‘Once upon a
.” and ended when the princess rode off with the prince
on a white steed – always living happily ever after.
Stories intrigue us. They draw us
into learning, they bring adventure and a vicarious life we would
never have had. Jesus taught in parables – stories with a heavenly
meaning. His parables teach truths and are filled with details that
we sort through and apply to our lives.
Every story has an ending that leaves
us with a lost feeling. We want to hold another book in our hands
and delve into another-world story.
Our lives are a story, a story written
on our hearts and lived out in our attitudes and actions. We have a
beginning to our story. For you formed my inward parts; you
knitted me together in my mother’s womb. I praise you, for I am
fearfully and wonderfully made. Wonderful are your works; my soul
knows it very well.
Psalm 139:13-14. The Author has watched
over us and knit us together. He planned what we will do. The
Author watches over us as we begin to learn. Soon we can walk and
talk. And the middle of our story begins.
We learn to listen to the Voice of the
Author and to trust Him. For He is the Author and Perfector of
our Faith
. Therefore let us also, seeing we are compassed
about with so great a cloud of witnesses, lay aside every weight, and
the sin which doth so easily beset us, and let us run with patience
the race that is set before us, looking unto Jesus the author and
perfecter of our faith, who for the joy that was set before him
endured the cross, despising shame, and hath sat down at the right
hand of the throne of God.
Hebrews 12:1-2
Who is the Author? Where does He
begin? The first four words of the Bible answer that. In the
beginning, God.
… John 1:1-4, In the beginning was the Word,
and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. He was in the
beginning with God. All things were made through him, and without
him was not any thing made that was made. In him was life, and the
life was the light of men. The light shines in the darkness, and the
darkness has not overcome it.
This Author writes His love on our
hearts for He knows that we are read by others about us. The Author
has written love ad gentleness, compassion and patience, joy and
praise on our hearts. This is His pleasure. Letting our love for
others overflow is our pleasure that comes in peace.
The Author teaches us Holy Living
through the middle of our story. And we give thanks to the Author
for guiding our story, we find joy in each moment. We feel
contentment and peace no matter what trials and difficulties we may
go through. We exult in being alive with work for our hands to do.
We rejoice each moment seeing the wonders God has given us –
wonders not made by hands. His creation comes alive as we give
thanks. The birds join our song, the wind dances, the birds sweep
without fear through the skies at roller coaster speed. The flowers
nod their colorful heads as we pass by. Far away, the waves of the
ocean sing of His Mighty Power. Each year the green is greener.
Each sunset sings of the glory of a new day coming. Each new baby is
a miracle. Each hug is a gift to be treasured. No matter how we
treasure gifts from God on this earth, we know there is an end.
As the years pass by, we wonder when
The End to our story will be written. The Author will write The End
when the time comes and we take our last breath. Is this truly the
No, there is more, for The End here
simply spells the everlasting forever with the Author of our Story.
The Author will smile as we share the best parts of my heart story
that we wrote together. He will remind me of stories I had forgotten
for He remembers.
On earth stories end, but in heaven
your story and my story go on forever. What a promise is ours when
we trust the Author to write our story here on earth.
I am the Alpha and the Omega,. the
First and the Last,. the Beginning and the End
. Revelation
Thanks to Donald Miller, a writer who
listens to The Author, “A Million Miles in a Thousand Years

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