I'm taking The Canadian Short Story in summer school right now--a fun elective for the summer.
And it is totally convicting me to write.
We live stories that either give our lives meaning or negate it with meaninglessness. If we change the stories we live by, quite possibly we change our lives.
--Nigerian storyteller Ben Okri
That quote resonated with me deep.
I hoped to be around this blog more this year. But many times I've felt word-less. Why write? I thought, Is there really any thing left to be said in this world?
Yes. That's what I hear zing through my heart as my prof reads it out: We live stories. Stories change lives.
The writer deep inside me always knows this, of course. But sometimes she needs a reminder.
And when the world feels like it's imploding on itself sometimes, it can be hard to comprehend the power of a simple story.
But what about that story of a God who loved us so much that He refused to leave us in this imploding world all on our own?
So He made a plan and suddenly--God with us, showing us the way to live our stories. To live compassion and humility and servanthood and peace.
Then He spread his arms wide at calvary and took the brunt of the worst this imploding world had to offer... and He defeated it.
What. About. That. Story?
Yeah--that's the story that gives our life meaning.
And until every heart knows the immense, overwhelming beauty of it, we must tell it again and again and again. No matter how many times it takes--because the Love in this story is relentless.
So yes, yes, yes. Artists and singers and filmmakers and thespians and yes - writers, too. We must tell stories, and live stories, and change lives.
Because until every life lives transformed by the Greatest Story of a Man on a cross, defeating death and inviting all to the resurrection...
There are still more stories to be told of lives transformed by the Good News that He is making all things new.
Does this mean I'll blog more? Perhaps. I do know that words are slowly coming back, and that feels good.