Conviction carries...

Writing is something I have always been passionate about, even from my earliest days. I used to write stories and share them with my mom, who praised my work, though to look back now it was probably shameful. I'm sure back then the stories consisted of princesses and dragons, or ninja's and sonic the hedge hog, thanks to my brother's influence.
Books, writing, poetry, simple notes, they've all impacted my life over the past 21 years because for some reason they speak to me in a way other things can't.

So, of course, tonight as I sit in Starbucks talking with one of my best friends, she would use my love of writing against me, only to convict me of how insignificant I am compared to the great God we serve.

Life is like a book, God of course is the author, and we are the characters. We each have our own different roles and paths of life and God, just like a writer, knows the outcome. As my dearest Kelsey said, "The characters don't get to look at the writer and say, 'you're writing this wrong' or 'I think I'd rather have that character's plot line instead.'"
The interesting thing is, whenever I'm writing a story, I always try to take great care in my characters. I want them to be dynamic characters who have meaning and purpose and I connect them with other characters for different reasons because it serves the overall purpose of the story line.
In comparison to my mediocre writing skills, at best, I can only conclude that God, being the author and perfecter of our faith, would be able to write out the best story of all. Life.
He seems to have it under control, starting off with a beginning; creation, and of course working out the details in between and even having the ending all figured out. It's almost like he thought everything through or something (please note the sarcasm).

Why is it, that as humans, we aren't satisfied with the Author or the story? Are we so selfish to think that we could write a better story for our lives?
Are we so stupid to think that our story isn't good enough? We take what we've been given for granted and instead of being thankful for what we have, we waste our time wishing for things we don't.
The beauty of it is, we don't need to waste our time trying to figure out why our story was written the way it was, or is, all we have to do is keep going. Put one foot in front of the other and continue on our journey.
I think, if more people viewed life as an adventure or journey rather than a mundane existence, life as we know it, would be much different.

I can far more understand why Christ said we should have a child-like faith, in retrospect, everything was easier to grasp because I wasn't searching for endless answers, I was more content because I decided to be. Children don't have it easy, life isn't always simple for kids, but often times they choose for it to be, just because they want to. Sometimes, I wonder, if that couldn't be such a bad idea for adults too.

Random thoughts at 11:30pm.
Always learning and growing. Thank God for tomorrows.

Signed,
gypsy girl