I'm So Vain
I probably think this blog is about me. But life isn't about me. Sure, I play a role -- sometimes a really large role -- but life itself isn't about me. Life existed before me and will outlast me. My life has meaning as it finds its role in the grand, unfolding story that is about God.
I'm not talking about some kind of weird absorption -- "None of self and all of Thee" we used to sing when I was a kid. That's dumb. There's always going to be a difference between me and God, so my existence is always going to have to do with me. But if I ever start to think that I'm the center of the universe -- the star attraction -- well, that's delusional.
The most wonderful, crazy thought imaginable is this one: The God of the universe, the one who spoke all this stuff into existence, the one who hung the stars like he was hanging curtains, That One -- he has invited me to play a part in his story. He actually wants to take my story and weave it into the grand tapestry that he is unfolding for all the universe to see.
This blog's not about me...not really. It's about how I fit into God's blog.