And a woman
Thought they made a child.
But what they did was
Step into your picture,
The plot of who you would be.
Can you see?
You thought they made you,
Produced a baby.
And they helped,
They’ve gotten credit for being
The main characters in the formation of you
When they were carriers.
The idea of you,
The thought of you,
Long eons ago,
So far back it’s inconceivable,
And yet you were.
In the mind and heart of God.
In the once upon a timeless.
And you grew.
And the path of your story went straight up.
No one’s ever does.
You flailed a while
And grasped at shiny things,
Not yet aware
That the shiniest
Was Him. God. Your Creator.
Your breaths started unevenly
Until you found your rhythm.
You bruised easily
We all do.
You rode in the amniotic fluid of childhood.
Was yours a smooth ride?
Or a violent sloshing?
You rode it out and became what some call an adult.
To God, you’ll always be His child,
One He carries in His arms.
Over His shoulder, patting the bubbles out.
In a snuggly He’s strapped to His chest.
So you can be soothed by the unfailing pulse of His heartbeat.
Characters come and characters go
In the story of your life.
Some accompany you on your journey.
Some make your journey more difficult.
And a crisis hits
And a hint of denouement.
And the tension escalates
And it subsides.
A cliff hanger, but you can’t leave it there,
Can’t turn the story of your life
Upside down on a tabletop
Until you feel like reading again,
Until you’re strong enough to go through the pain.
No, the pages keep turning
Whether you’re ready or not,
Whether you have time to read or not.
But it’s your story,
So you do.
And it’s His story—
The God who made you,
Who mapped out your life
Conflicts and all
Long eons ago.
Because He knew the day would come
When you would notice
The shiny thing
That caught your eye
And that the story was much more interesting
Read in His own penmanship.
From the page, even in the darkest passages,
A light glows.
You can barely read the words
But you can, because of the light.
His Name is Jesus. That Light.
“And the life (of Jesus) was the light for all people.
The light shines in the darkness
and the darkness doesn’t extinguish the light.” John 1:4-5 CEB
“But those who did welcome him,
those who believed in his name,
He authorized to become
Born not from blood
Nor from human desire or passion,
But born from God.
The Word became flesh
And made his home among us.
We have seen his glory,
Glory like that of a father’s only son,
Full of grace and truth.” John 1:12-14, CEB
Look at the cover of your life.
See it there?
The Author’s name in letters larger than the title.
As it should be.
Jesus—the Author and editor
Of your faith story.
The ending will take your breath away.
Copyright 2013 Cynthia Ruchti