Late night minutes creep by. My
breathing is shallow as my eyes skip across the page, drinking in
every word. Even as I finish, my brimming brain makes sleep
unthinkable, so I go back to read that chapter again and be sure I
understood it. At last I am satisfied, and I slap the book closed
with a sigh as I do with nearly every book I finish and murmur, “Good
book.”
I turn out my lamp, but an inner light
burns on. Why is it that epic tales of good versus evil stir us so?
Why are we so moved when we read about faithful friends willing to
die for you even if they do not know why? Why does something resonate
within us when we read about one person being willing to die so that
others may live?
Could it be that our spirits naturally
respond to “Gospel vibes” like a flower responds to sunlight?
Could it be that as Ecclesiastes 3:11 puts it, God “has put
eternity into man’s heart”? Like a dream long forgotten but now
remembered, stories crystallize reality.
Reading has been one of the key
experiences in my life that has awakened a passion in me to write. A
writer like C.S. Lewis injects me with awe whenever I devour his Chronicles
of Narnia or The Great Divorce because they bring Biblical
truths into sharper focus. My heart thrills over Aslan coming to life
again and breathing vitality into stone, or over the analogy of
things on earth being like ghosts compared to the realer than real
things of heaven. I need not list the effects of Frodo’s quest to
destroy the Ring, or Jane Eyre’s heart-wrenching determination to
hold to her convictions, or Harry Potter’s march to his death so
that his friends may live, because most of us have read books like
this and know what it feels like.
However, as I finished this particular novel late that night, I felt
not only satisfaction but disappointment. Why? Because the book came
so close to pointing to the reality of God’s Story, but the lies
and poor ethics of the hero made it fall just short of hitting the
mark. The story lacked uncontaminated truth to testify to its own
validity.
I lay then, that night, listening.
Silence reigned, only interrupted by the hoarse cry of some unknown
bird in the woods outside. As I listened and sought God quietly, I
remembered another time I was doing the same thing in a meeting while
a godly man praying out loud asked the Lord to raise up writers in
our nation who would be voices of truth. As these words fell on my
ears, a penetrating thought had followed, “Maybe that is what
God wants me to do.”
Nearly a year later, I was only more
convinced of it. And as I considered the book I had just finished
reading and this nudge in my heart, an unspeakable yearning awoke
within me, a yearning to rewrite that tale as it should have been
written. Not literally that same story, but one all my own. Yes, I
did experience some despair because in my own strength the task seems
mountainous, but I am not alone. God is beckoning me into this path,
and with Him all things are possible. I may not be a genius, but I
know these three things: I am passionate about God and His truth, I
am passionate about art in writing, and I am passionate about seeing the
world come to know truth and God Himself. Why not connect the three?
If God is for it, who can stand against it? He is in the habit of
turning mountains into plains.
And so although my bedside lamp was
out, the light inside kept burning. My mind buzzed with questions,
but my heart glowed with a newly ignited zeal: the zeal to write and
point others to the truth of Jesus. And maybe, just maybe, they will
be stirred to let Him into their lives as well.
Below is a picture I took to encapsulate the vision God has given me. The nail represents Christ’s redeeming sacrifice on the cross; without it, I would have no real purpose or message. The lion signifies Aslan as one of many ways Christ’s character can be revealed in story, just as C.S. Lewis did. Finally, of course, the globe stands for the whole world, and it is the world that I want to impact. I do not wish to write merely to satisfy myself. I wish to write so that people all over the world can learn to be satisfied in Jesus.
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