Is Jesus the Author of Your Story?

He who overcomes shall be clothed in white garments, and I will not blot out his name from the Book of Life; but I will confess his name before My Father and before His angels. Revelation 3:5 NKJV

Most of us love a good story. Whether in a book, a film or a song, we enjoy listening to new stories. Some make us laugh, others cry, and the best ones motivate us to become better human beings. Stories help us to understand things, in ways that clinical explanations end up leaving us feeling more like a suspect in a crime, than an eager recipient of a gift. Maybe that is why when Jesus spoke to HIs followers, He often used stories. Even in the famous Christmas story of Mary and Joseph, with angels, wise men and shepherds, the Bible tells us that Jesus came to us as God’s Word, in made flesh. So, in a way we could even say that Jesus came as God’s story for us to hear. He came as the story of God’s love, as well as the story of His holiness. Jesus is the story of God’s mercy, as well as the story of His truth. Most important of all, Jesus came to earth, to live, to die and to be raised from the dead in order that He could become God’s story for us. He only asks that we listen with ears of faith and then receive Him into our hearts, and then in one miraculous moment, Jesus can become the author of our own faith. Then He puts His name on the book cover of our lives, and every chapter that He writes inside of us will be included in His best-selling story of all – The Book of Life!

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Looking unto Jesus, the author and finisher of our faith, who for the joy that was set before Him endured the cross, despising the shame, and has sat down at the right hand of the throne of God. Hebrews 12:2 NKJV

Vulnerability as a Writer

Therefore whatever they tell you to observe, that observe and do, but do not do according to their works; for they say, and do not do. For they bind heavy burdens, hard to bear, and lay them on men’s shoulders; but they themselves will not move them with one of their fingers. Matthew 23:3-4 NKJV

The main problem Jesus had with the Pharisees, was not about their teaching, but with their lives. Their doctrines were bullet-proof, unfortunately so were their hearts. As the writers and story tellers of their day their words demanded that others change their hearts without ever allowing anyone to have a peek into their own.

Yes, the Word of God is true and powerful, but part of the reason that we are touched by its power is that God inspired people – vulnerable people to pen its words. Paul tells us that He was the worst sinner, and a persecutor of Christians. John shares a private moment at the cross when Jesus asked him to take care of Mary, and Peter tells the story of being on the mountain when Jesus was transfigured. In the Psalms, David repents openly, loudly, and publicly, after his sordid affair with Bathsheba. Each of these writers left a mark on us, because we can identify with them, and are encouraged that if they could follow Jesus, then so could we.

So, I encourage you that the next time you open your laptop, or put pen to paper, stop and ask, “Am I revealing where I came from, am I writing about what I have personally learned, and am I willing to publicly confess my own sins and failures?” Being vulnerable is not just saying the right things, but it is being willing to reveal our joys, our failures and, our life’s stories and then, through our vulnerability God just may reach down and gently lift a burden that someone else is carrying.

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Dried Flowers Bloom

Some Black-eyed Susans, some lilacs sweet
Join Roses and Foxgloves for one short week
In the vase on the table and displayed with pride
Till their petals fall and are gathered and dried
Then tenderly placed with one long last look
And pressed between pages in our memory book

When our petals fall and our beauties fade
We search for our rest in life’s growing shade
In the book written by the hand of the Lord
Where souls are remembered, and hopes are restored
While we wait for Spring by the empty tomb
And the word of the Lord makes dried flowers bloom

The grass withers, the flower fades,
    but the word of our God will stand forever. Isaiah 40:8 ESV

Dried Flowers Bloom by Peter Caligiuri
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