A Story's Motion

f78e086771498cb571e60f1283eda5bb-d3i9prg.jpg                “The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ, Moves on: nor all your Piety nor Wit Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line, Nor all your Tears wash out a Word of it.” -Edward Fitzgerald

                Every time I start a new journal this is the quote that is almost always written on the first page. Time never stops moving forward, your story doesn’t pause. The pages are written, the story moves forward with the plot, new characters and settings. Each word propels us forward.

               A couple weeks ago I took a mini vacation to spend some time with my niece and nephew who I hadn’t seen in two years at my parent’s cabin up north. I had a ton of fun. We went fishing and I caught a ton of fish. Not to *ahem* boast at all but... I’m rather good. We also played a lot of card games, monopoly, shared our favorite movies, ate ice cream, and just had a wonderful time. My mind was boggled with how similar I was to my niece and nephew. We like the same movies, the same style of cloths, we have similar humor, and listen to similar music. I just couldn’t believe it. I was so happy for those few days, I couldn’t imagine anything better.

               When I got home it didn’t take long for me to get really sad. It’s been two years since I last saw them, and it might be two more before I see them again. Seeing them for 3-4 days every 2 years just isn’t enough. It doesn’t cut it. I started imaging how close we might be if they lived closer, if I got to see them more often. What kind of story would that write?

               I’ll be blunt, this stinks. Two members of my family that I adore and really see myself in live halfway across the country. Not being able to really be part of their lives, or have them be part of mine, hurts. But the story doesn’t stop. It doesn’t pause. No matter my feelings, or tears or wit, they’re not going to move closer. I can’t rewind or take back a few sentences just to go back to the cabin. Time moves on.

               After I got home from my mini vacation I was very sad. I wanted to go back. But I came home to my cats, to my apartment, to my job and my kids at church. Yes, some things in life are less than ideal. Bad things happen and good things don’t last forever. God didn’t create us in a vacuum.

               It’s summer now, a lot of the kids are gone but we have VBS. Riq started classes again today. In a month I have the full-on family vacation coming up, and eventually we’ll be in to fall with Rally Day and Confirmation right there. We are forced to move forward. To keep going. Story is about transformation. Live is about transformation. We move through our story, overcoming adversity and growing. Life doesn’t stagnate, it can’t.

                This year we gave the 2012 Graduates water bottles during their Milestone. I picked the water bottles because they had the verse Jeremiah 29:11, “’For I know the plans I have for you,’ declares the Lord, ‘plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.’” I love this verse for very obvious reasons, but I thought it might be comforting to them.

               Some of them will be moving away from home, away from friends, embarking on a new chapter of their story in college. Some of them might need to get jobs, start facing bills and student loans. They’ll be making decision on classes and majors and roommates. They can’t go back to High School. They can’t relive their senior year, no matter how much they’d like to. But as they go on they’ll be meeting new people, some who they might share the rest of their lives with. They’ll be growing up and enjoying more freedom, they’re becoming adults. They’re creating their future and learning new things. Nothing will ever be the same for them, they’re going to be forced to move forward and transform, their story must go on, but God will be there. Life won’t always be easy, but God is a pretty good writer.

               Good things come and go, so do the bad, and we might not be able to take a step back, but as life keeps going God is sending us new gifts and experiences. He has plans for us. In a couple years my nephew will be graduating, so who knows, maybe he’ll come to college around here. Or maybe one day I’ll move closer to them. Life moves on, and who knows what God has in store for you. I bet it’ll be an adventure, I bet you’ve got one great story ahead of you.



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