Making All Things New

      This story is not about you. It’s not about me either.  It is amazing how much it feels like it is about us, and it’s not entirely wrong to feel that way.  We are so like the One that it is about. Our true nature is so connected to His nature that when it’s about Him, it becomes about us automatically.  We are not first…because we are not the star of the story; but we are related.  You can’t tell the story of the Father without it also being about His children.  You can’t tell the story of the Healer without including those who are healed.  And you cannot tell the massive story of the One who takes a broken, deteriorating creation and makes everything new, without telling the story of the renewed.  Therefore, it is about us, as we receive from Him all that is true about Him.

God has been unfolding a plan since long before we were around.  It is His intent that those who have been born from the heavens will be around for the rest of the story.  The Kingdom of Heaven is like a certain King who threw a wedding feast for His Son.  As His story unfolds, throughout eternity, we will be in it—playing our role and eternally related to the Writer and Star of the story.

I don’t know how He does it but, from our perspective, He walks a tight rope.  It is entirely about Him; yet, in the midst of the story, He comes to us and tells us that our story—with all of its details—matters to Him. He has preserved our tears in a jar and wept with us.  He has numbered our days and the hairs on our head.  Meanwhile, He has been steering solar systems throughout the cosmos.  And He feels no stress.