Gazing at a blank, crisp canvas, an author sets
out to write the greatest story of all time. He is an author like none other,
writing a story like none other. He patiently and lovingly puts pen to paper
and begins the story.
He knows the ending as clearly as he knows the
beginning. He sees it all at once. So, he begins his masterpiece, carefully
creating the opening scene. Speaking into words…all of his creativity poured
out…the characters, the setting, the mood, the tone, the colors, everything
needed for the great story to unfold. Nearly as soon as the beginning is set in
motion, something goes horrible wrong. The antagonist enters the scene and the
beauty and perfection is rocked. But the author isn’t fazed or surprised. He knows what will happen. He already knows the hero,
the one who would save the day and wrap it all up. He was in him, part of him,
with him already. He always has been.
Knowing the end, he knows in advance how
everything in between will go down. He knows all the characters—in chapters not
yet written – in ridiculous detail. What they will look like, who they will
meet, what they will accomplish, what they will miss out on, their great
mistakes and great triumphs, every tear they will shed. He knows who will make
it to be end and who won't, though the desire of his heart is that they all
would. He loves them all. But that isn't how this story works.
These characters in some way all represent a
piece of him or those he knows intimately. They will bear the image and
likeness of their author no doubt...how could they not? He created them. But
they would also be unique individuals. Good or bad in his readers' eyes, they
are all loved deeply by him. It is something only the author understands. You
see, he knows them so well. He knows the weakness within them, thanks to the
antagonist. He knows why they do what they do...even when it seems devastating
to the other characters he loves or contrary to how his readers will perceive
the story should go in their minds.
Though he knows the ending and every detail surrounding
his characters, he loves this story and he loves his characters. He will allow
some flexibly as he writes for things to change. He allows them the freedom to
be who he created them to be. For the characters in the various settings of the
book, as they encounter other characters and circumstances and events that
unfold, their specific actions and decisions will change as he writes. But he
always had in mind the end. And deep down he always knows what they will do. It
is an odd mix of their storyline being known, but also their own, with things
along the way that could mix it up and not be the optimal path they have the
ability to walk.
In accounting for this flexibility, there will be
many twists and turns in the story along the way. The author doesn’t mind
though. He is patient. He knows how it will end...how it HAS TO end...and it
will be glorious. With pen in hand, he is in control of the narrative
even when it seems out of control.
Though the reader
may not see it, every word is important. It all has a purpose to the fullness
of his story. And it isn’t just about getting to the end. The process of
getting there matters too. The lives and events from beginning to end all
matter deeply, full of meaning and purpose.
As a master creator, he slowly presents clues to
how this great mystery will be revealed. He introduces people, representative
events, foreshadowing of how it will all go down in the end. Things that won't
always make sense to his readers in a chapter here or there, but will ultimately
create a beautiful picture and understanding at the end.
He will create a growing longing for something
these individual pictures aren't yet resolving. A yearning among the readers
for it to all be made right. A connection with the characters and even more so himself.
Slowly, patiently, with great intentionality, the story will
unfold. For his readers, it is like a foggy image that gradually comes into
focus. Glimpses into the glorious ending and the one who will bring it all
together. Glimpses into the hero who was there from them beginning, but not
fully revealed or recognized. With each new chapter the reader will think they
have the clearest picture, but it will continue to get clearer as the story
develops. You see this story is one that couldn’t be imagined by anyone but
this author.
And though the story is for the readers, the story isn’t about the
readers. It is a story from, about, and for the author. It is his story for his
characters. It is a gift for his readers. It is a love story.
And it the best story ever told.
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