People tell me that when I get really excited about something, I am a really animated storyteller. I don't know how true that is, but yesterday as we were walking into Walmart there was a young girl standing in front of a display of "Frozen" toys, and she was enthusiastically telling her mother all about the movie that she had seen. David and I walked slowly and lingered closely just so we could hear this excited storyteller rattle out the details of what must be the best movie ever. The last thing she said was, "and it was just so amazing!" As we walked away, David said, "Well, now we don't have to see the movie." But I was thinking, "Now, I wouldn't miss seeing it for the world!"
Later, as I replayed this episode of my day, I thought about how this little girl's mother was distracted and wasn't listening to her daughter nearly as intently as David and I were, and decided that it must be because she gets to hear her daughter's animated storytelling so often that she has learned to tune it out. She's become so familiar with the excitement and enthusiasm that she is no longer captivated by it.
As Christians, sometimes, I think we are too much like that mother. We've heard the story. We've read the book. We've seen the miracles. We've become so familiar with the Story and the Storyteller that we've learned to push the ignore button and carry on with our lives, taking care of our personal agendas. Oh sure, like this mother loves her daughter, we love our Storyteller, we just brush aside the excitement and enthusiasm and no longer let that passion ignite the spark that is in our hearts, waiting there to be ignited so that it can consume us again.
I don't know about you, but I'm weary of being complacent and nonchalant about the greatest Story ever told! What better time of the year than NOW, to stop the hustle and bustle of the season to sit and listen to the Story and let ourselves be ignited with the passion of the Story and the Storyteller?! I awakened early this morning, thinking about the final words of that passionate, animated little girl, "and it was just so amazing!" And I thought... He is and His story is just so amazing! Isn't it time we remember how truly amazing the Story really is?!
Later, as I replayed this episode of my day, I thought about how this little girl's mother was distracted and wasn't listening to her daughter nearly as intently as David and I were, and decided that it must be because she gets to hear her daughter's animated storytelling so often that she has learned to tune it out. She's become so familiar with the excitement and enthusiasm that she is no longer captivated by it.
As Christians, sometimes, I think we are too much like that mother. We've heard the story. We've read the book. We've seen the miracles. We've become so familiar with the Story and the Storyteller that we've learned to push the ignore button and carry on with our lives, taking care of our personal agendas. Oh sure, like this mother loves her daughter, we love our Storyteller, we just brush aside the excitement and enthusiasm and no longer let that passion ignite the spark that is in our hearts, waiting there to be ignited so that it can consume us again.
I don't know about you, but I'm weary of being complacent and nonchalant about the greatest Story ever told! What better time of the year than NOW, to stop the hustle and bustle of the season to sit and listen to the Story and let ourselves be ignited with the passion of the Story and the Storyteller?! I awakened early this morning, thinking about the final words of that passionate, animated little girl, "and it was just so amazing!" And I thought... He is and His story is just so amazing! Isn't it time we remember how truly amazing the Story really is?!
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