In the cold and dark of the early morning, I sit alone in my room, drinking coffee and contemplating the day ahead.
It’s hard, waking up when the majority of the world, at least those in your world, are still sleeping.
I enjoy it more than a lot of things, if I’m honest. At this point of the morning, I feel as if I’m an expert on whatever I’m writing about, partly due to what I said two sentences ago, and partly due to me being a bit delirious.
So, delirium and all, I believe two things about our lives today:
1. We have the chance to change the world today.
2. We are not yet who we will become.
The first point is a bit of a lofty goal, but hear me out.
The logic of it is that if we change one person’s day, one person’s thoughts, impact on person’s heart and life in some way, they will then be different (and hopefully better) because of it. Therefore, the people with whom they come in contact will also be changed and impacted, because the interaction will be different (and hopefully better). This then being multiplied by each of the interactions that happen today and every day afterward will in a sense change the world.
The second point is obvious to some, but I’d still like to comment. We are not yet who we will become. You and I are on a journey, in a story, in process, and we have much time to go yet. Regardless of age or life circumstance, if you’re reading this your life is still going, your story is still being written, and you are still in process. Therefore you are not forgotten, and the Author of your story is thinking of your present and your future.
We do that, don’t we? With our characters and the stories we pen, we think of our characters all of the time, their present circumstances and how they are to overcome and pull through. The most hopeful thing in this journey is knowing that the Author of our stories is much more concerned about our lives than we are.
This Author doesn’t just sit back and simply write.
No, He steps into our stories. He is intricately, infinitely interested in our stories, so much so that nothing will keep Him from invading this world we call ours.
These thoughts seem like pocket change to some.
But I see them as a drop in the center of a pond, with the ripples extending out from the middle to reach the corners and cover the entire surface.
We need to live these truths more than we know.