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Note Card: It Is His Story

Written on a 4x6 note card by Stan Julin.

Date Unknown
History is a story, a living story being told by the Creator.  It is a story of wretchedness interrupted by scenes of deliverance, rebellion chased away by the failure of wrong, the resolution of dissonances, a certain prevailing of the Creator as He proceeds across the stage to relentless victory over evil, gathering a train of hopeless, hapless, helpless whose hearts are thrilled to find Him whom their souls so long had sought.

But it is more than a story.  It is a play, not merely words assembled to offer for entertainment, but an opportunity offered to disappointed little people who could make no sense otherwise.  The Actor Himself comes upon the scene, taking the lead part, yet behind the scenes, obscure, yet evident to those who are distressed, in debt, disenchanted, giving them hope to stand against their odds.  The faces change from scene to scene, yet they are the same from age to age in which the Actor brings them surely along to a determined destination.


But it is more than a play, for a play is for an audience, merely.  Yet the little actors call out, and even the chief Actor Himself invites anyone in the audience to leave his seat and come on stage to become part of the grand scenes there.  And so, transfixed, another audience in heaven watches while, one by one, some from the audience ignore discouragement from their fellows to join in scenes of righteousness and judgment to come.  Come and be part of the story.  Empty your seats.  The house stage must be filled!

It is life.  It is His story.  It is real.  The call is out:  Come!  The world is a massive theatre for portrayal of the exquisite, generous heartbeat of the only wise Creator God in favor of whosoever will.

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