His Story

so how does it feel to be a part of God's story? The God who said "let there be light" and filled the void with all that we can see and touch and feel. The God who made himself known to the Israelites and gave them the law, even as he knew that He would send Jesus to die for the sins of all. The Great I AM, weaving past stories and present stories into his own grand scheme. He is alpha & omega, beginning & end. The beginning of me, and the end of me. I feel that I am caught up in something too grand, too beautiful and marvelous; indeed, my mind can barely comprehend the intricacy and complexity of God's story and movement towards you and me. Ah, the transcendency and intimacy of God. He is God, infinite in his being. I am finite, taking up only a wisp of time and space. And yet, he knows the ins and outs of my thoughts and emotions and heart and mind and soul. He makes himself known to me, and life becomes more real, more vibrant in all of its joys and sorrows. He is with me, and I am able to experience the highs and lows with hope. God is not finished with his redemptive story. He is not finished with my story, or yours.

Weave my story into Your Story, and I pray that you would take my life in directions unknown to me.
The time I have, I give to you.