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Wednesday, October 19, 2011

Stories

I hold inside myself stories untold.

The happenings thus far, simply characters and setting but the plot continues to unfold.

I have just figured this out.

What I have previously believed to be a story are merely chapters in the great novel of my life.  And though I will never right the next Great American Novel, my life will be my own version of this, as will yours.

Because I only have one life to live.  The thought following that is, "so you better get it right".  But I won't.  There will be things I miss, things I add which should have been left out.  The important thing is that I remember that I'm actually not the author.  He is.  I'll let him weave the words, create the climaxes and enter the hero because what I could put down would be not only unworthy of market but tragic.

So, I'll live each day on the page I'm at.  I can't peek ahead and I can't erase what's come.  I just trust.  Trust that He is the best storyteller who's ever been and He's writing mine.





















5 comments:

  1. good words/thoughts to remember. thanks so much for sharing of yourself today.

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  2. Life is a story, unfolding day by day. And, we cannot read ahead.

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  3. living each day on the page we are at...there is great wisdom in that...and in letting him hold the pen...

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  4. Very nice Nicole and thank you for reminding us of this. We tend to forget he is the one who does it all and living a day at a time is the best thank you we can articulate.

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  5. you spoke my language with this. the language of words, and you convicted me: he is the author, not me. thank you friend. and your story is beautiful, unfolding...

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