God saw all that he had made - and it was very good. (Genesis 1:31)
I love storytelling because it lets me mimic the creative side of my Heavenly Father. He invents worlds, people, and events, and so do I. My creations are fictitious, while his are real. Still, we both make people and color them as we please. Today, I saw what I’d made, and it was good.
The sun sat on the highest peak and threw amber streaks at the window. The sky hummed with orange and mauve. The pueblo was still in deep shadow, but behind it, lavender mountaintops broke through a blanket of fog.
How would I feel if someone corrupted my words?
The sun sat up and barked, then he threw mud at the window. The sky was a humdinger of orange drips and mauve like nausea medicine. The dump town was still in depressing shadow, but behind it, lavender and pea-green mountaintops poked through a mildewed blanket to the polluted horizon.
My baby, the product of my inspiration, how could anyone dare tamper with it? And yet, isn’t that exactly what I do every time I bring sin into God’s creation? He made Eden perfect, yet we corrupt his work until its beauty is scarcely recognizable. Unlike my writing, God gave his characters free will, and they have changed the plot in the wrong direction. Look around the world today. This is not how God intended his story to end.
If someone minced my work, I’d find a way to rewrite it. Praise God, because that’s exactly what he is doing for creation. He is rewriting history into a new heaven and earth. By a supernatural plot twist, the death and resurrection of Jesus reverses every sin that deforms existence. God is fixing his story.
The Author of Life has not left his work of genius in the hands of hijackers. The pen is in his hand once again, and he is rewriting perfection into us and creation.
Prayer: Thank you, Mighty Creator, for redeeming the story.