Ps 139:16, “…in your book were written—every one of them—the days that were formed for me, when as yet there was none of them.”
This picture comes from an idea that Courtney shared with me. As I think most of you know, Courtney is an author and has—for the 10 years we’ve been married—always been working on a book. She’s finished 8, is working on her 9th, and is in talks with an agent to move toward getting the 8th or 9th published….So, she thinks a lot about what it means to write stories and characters etc. Last week she was talking to me about the idea of God being an author and she asked if I could draw a picture that showed Him as the one who writes ours stories with the cross as the pen and the blood of Christ as the ink. So—that’s where this specific image came from.
Short Thoughts:
Christian, the sovereign hands displayed on Calvary author all our days with the pen of steadfast love and the ink of redeeming blood.
Long Thoughts:
Before we were born, before we were conceived, be for time began, YHWH God had authored every single day of our lives…..Now, that will be a beautiful and comforting truth, or a frightening and disquieting truth depending on what degree we know the Lord.
An author does more than just compose a story, she puts herself into it…her worldview, her way of thinking and feeling, her passions, her identity is diffused through every page and into every character and onto every arc. The author colors the entire story with her identity.
And so, when we consider God Himself as the author of our story, we will react to that concept based upon what we know of His identity. If I do not know or trust Him, then the idea of someone else authoring my life story will sound foolish, insulting, or terrifying…..BUT, if I know Him as He savingly reveals Himself to me—if I truly know His Name / His Identity / His heart—then I will be able to not only rest, but rejoice in His sovereign authoring of my days. And where do we savingly know Him? At the cross of Jesus Christ.
In the crucified Jesus Christ, who is alive forevermore, we know the identity of our God. THIS one who bears away sin, and swallows up death, and endures the depths of hell for His people—THIS one is the Revealer of God, the final Word of God, the declaration of the Identity of the Author who composes all our days.
So, may we lay down the pen of our rebellion and repent of the desire to write our own stories (a desire that leads only to the damnation of final separation from the Author), and may we rest and rejoice in who God is for us in Christ, thus discovering that the sovereign and love-pierced hands displayed on Calvary have authored every one of our days with the pen of steadfast love and faithfulness and the ink of God’s own redeeming blood.
