Most stories have several things in common. It does not matter whether they are true stories or of the Hans Christian Andersen variety with princes, and dragons. And princesses who are saved by princes from dragons (animals or evil, dragon like people). Or princesses who find some way to save themselves or the prince.
What stories have in common are a plot, a beginning, an in-between with twists and turns, and an end. Some leave me with a smile on my face and others have me wanting back the hours I wasted reading it. But we all know that is not possible, regaining time that is.
Another thing common to stories is there is also an author for each story. Stories do not just appear out of nowhere.
I think about my own story and the One who is writing it. I think of how, through the psalmist-king David (what a story he had!), in Psalm 139, He speaks of my beginning – “You knit me together in my mother’s womb … all the days ordained for me were written in Your book before one of them came to be” (verses 13 and 16).
Father, I do not always understand each chapter but I want to collaborate with You where You want me to and not have too many parts included in my story that You never intended to be there.
Today’s post is for Day 23 of the series, “Sustenance from the archives+,” that is part of the 31 Days Free Writes writing challenge. The prompt is, “Common.” The original version of this post was published on August 2, 2013, as “Five Minute Friday: Story.” To read Day 22’s post please click on the link below.
Day 22: Help
There are somethings I know and other things which are unknown to me.
I know the date of my birth and how I was born,
but I not know the date of my death or how it will occur or if like a prophet of old, I will not see death.
I know my parents but I do not know the full details of how they met.
I know where my family members are who preceded me in death but I do not know if there are others who will go HOME before I do.
I know who is the current president of the United States of America but I do not know who will be the next president.
Yes. There are things which I know and others which are unknown to me.
But what matters is that I know the One who knows everything
and of even greater importance is that I am not unknown to Him.
He knows me intimately.
He knows my name.
He knows when I sit and when I rest.
He knows the number of hairs on my head.
He knows every mistake I have made.
Every act of disobedience I have committed.
He knows me fully and loves me completely.
And one day I will know as I am known.
And I will see Him for myself.
Day 10 of the 31 Days of Five Minute Free Writes challenge. Today’s prompt is “Unknown.”
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I am joining Kate Motaung and a group of courageous writers for Five Minute Friday. The prompt is “Ten.” To learn more about Five Minute Friday (and perhaps join us?) click here.
She is one of ten daughters born in a family. The last one to be exact. And there are have been times throughout her life when she has felt lost in the numbers and wondered whether her life matters.
I say to her, “Dear heart, you matter to Him. The One who made every nationality from one man to live over the whole earth and determined their appointed times and the boundaries of the places where they live, is the same One who numbers the hairs on your head. The same One who knit you together in your mother’s womb. The same One who had all the days ordained for you written and planned before one of them even began.
It is not by chance that you are where you are in your family. Your birth order is not a mistake. With the birth of each child, a family changes. It is true that you were not born into the same family as each of your siblings and your arrival changed your family again. You matter. The gifts He placed within you matter. Develop them. Use them, daughter number ten. Seek to know, love, and follow Him with your whole heart. He knows your name and is perfecting all that concerns you. Be at peace where you are.”