I am not the story. He is.


I haven’t written much lately.

I’ve been thinking.

I’ve been questioning. Searching. Wandering. Wondering.

I don’t have all the answers. More exists that I don’t know than I know.

And God is teaching me contentment in the not knowing.

My ambition has stalled, and my dreams delayed. In the stillness, in the silence, God is emptying me so I can be filled. His plans can be written on my heart only when I stop trying to write it for myself.

During a conversation with Jesus, the disciple Thomas questioned, “Lord, we don’t know where you are going, so how can we know the way?” Thomas voiced what everyone was thinking. Perhaps you’ve wanted to ask Jesus that too. God, what are you doing? Where are you taking me? What is happening? What am I supposed to do? Which way should I go? How can I make it?

Jesus answered Thomas, and Jesus answers me and you.

“I am the way and the truth and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me.”

Jesus is my way. Jesus is my truth. Jesus is my life.

God will often strip away our distractions to help us see Him. To allow us the joy of knowing that He is enough. That He is everything.

God gives to us such beauty in dichotomy. When we are weak, He is strong. When sin’s ugliness enslaved us, His grace set us free. We were lost, and He found us. We were dead, and He breathed His life into us.

He has saved us and called us with a holy calling, not according to our works, but according to His own purpose and grace, which was given to us in Christ Jesus before time began. (1 Timothy 1:9)

I am not the story. He is. He saved me. He called me. He gave me purpose before light first shone on the earth.

Jesus is my way through the questions and the uncertainty. His way is perfect.

LORD, You are my lamp;
the LORD illuminates my darkness.
With You I can attack a barrier,
and with my God I can leap over a wall.
God—His way is perfect;
the word of the LORD is purse.
He is a shield to all who take refuge in Him.
For who is God besides the LORD?
And who is a rock? Only our God.
God is my strong refuge;
He makes my way perfect.
(2 Samuel 22:29-33)

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