It’s opening
night. As you approach the front of the theater you can sense the excitement in
the air. Everyone seems to be eager to get in the building and find their
seats.
You hand your
ticket to the person at the door. You were more than slightly surprised that
your friend wanted you to be here tonight. It feels like months since he’s had
time for you—almost like he dropped off the face of the earth.
You take back
the stub. Someone hands you a program. One of the ushers points you in the
right direction. You find your row and then edge your way past the people
already in their seats until you find yours.
You flip through
the program nervously, looking up every once in a while to see if there is
anyone else there who you know. They are mostly strangers. It really is a quite
diverse group.
The program has a
message from the director. You try to read it, but you are too distracted by
everything else going on to really understand what you are reading. A few pages
over you find a picture of your friend and a little bit of information about
him that you find much easier to comprehend.
Before you can
read much more, the lights begin to dim, the curtain rises, and the show has
begun. The action captures your attention from the beginning. People moving
back and forth, on and off the stage, with such purpose and action. It seems so
natural and, at the same time, so carefully choreographed.
Your friend
comes on stage. You recognize him immediately; but as the character he portrays
moves about the stage and interacts with the other actors, you begin to wonder
if it is really him. Indeed, you realize that the drama unfolding onstage has
become its own reality. You have been transported to a different time and place—all
without leaving seat L-31.
Suddenly a
question springs to mind: How much time and effort went into making this
evening possible? Weeks, months, years? So many elements brought together to make
this possible—a show that will only be performed a few nights.
That leads to an
even deeper question: What about my life? Who is working behind the scenes to
make my life what it is—preventing me from tragedy and preparing me for
blessing?
In that moment
you realize it is impossible to step outside God’s gracious reach. Indeed, God
is always actively engaged in leading you, blessing you, loving you, flooding
your life with his grace.
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