It is but one aspect of a beautifully and perfectly written story by the hand of God; the aspect that tells of man's involvement, participation, and ultimate downfall. When we were but seedlings not yet created, existing only in the mind of a Trinitarian God, it was planned. The perfect story: a loving Creator, a fallen man, a sacrificial servant. Redemption. A timeless tragedy, an enchanting love story. A wedding culminating the mystery of man's creation. Words cannot adequately describe its glory, His glory.
As if engulfed in a fantastic novel, we drown in the beauty of the tale. Then it happens. Yanked forcefully away by life and its details. We live amidst the lines of a schedule, the links on a blog, the numbers on a cell phone - living life maintained by electronic distractions. We neglect our part, our character, our identity.
And yet we forget: His story lies open on the table, and we are still dancing among its pages. It is not appropriate for us to attempt in works to reach up toward God in futile acts of glorifying him through false powers within us. It is not appropriate to sit, idly awaiting a mighty hand to pluck us from the chaos. We are to live by the Spirit in recognition that the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ is real, is present, is engaged. Descending from a heavenly throne, Christ is living throughout history. He reaches down and allows man, by His grace, to be lifted up. An intersection of time, a heavenly intrusion, an interaction between created man and its Creator. As Christians we live in this beautiful realm: a vivid life in the context of God's story.
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