Just doing a little reading before bed, been feeling the length of this season of trusting and waiting lately. God is good.
He is so good.
This excerpt is brilliant and my words couldn’t do any better than what Donald Miller writes here.
Because our lives are all incredible stories and we are characters…
|from A Million Miles in a Thousand Years|
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I think this is when most people give up on their stories. They come out of college, wanting to change the world, wanting to get married, wanting to have kids and change the way people buy office supplies. But they get into the middle and discover it was harder than they thought. They can’t see the distant shore anymore, and they wonder if their paddling is moving them forward. None of the trees are getting bigger. They take it out on their spouses and they go look for an easier story.
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Writing a story isn’t about making your peaceful fantasies come true. The whole point of a story is the character arc. You didn’t think joy could change a person, did you? Joy is what you feel when the conflict is over. But it’s the conflict that changes a person.
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It’s like this with every crossing, and with nearly every story too. You paddle until you no longer believe you can go any farther. And then suddenly, well after you thought it would happen, the other shore starts to grow, and it grows fast. The trees get taller and you can make out the crags in the cliffs, and then the shore reaches out to you, to welcome you home, almost pulling your boat onto the sand.
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We’re looking forward to seeing that other shore starting to grow…
Really. Any day now.
PS. Don’t worry, I’m not going to go looking for an easier story, and I’m keeping my husband. We’re in this together.
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