There is a huge difference in the movies I have seen in my lifetime.  Some are funny and some are sad. Some have amazing acting and some acting or actors lets just say I could do without.  Possibly the largest difference in my mind is some movies are memorable, many though are forgettable.

I just finished a book by Donald Miller called A Million Miles In A Thousand Years. In the book, Miller writes about what is at the essence of story.  He writes that really a great story can be defined by a character who wants something and overcomes conflict to get it.

This has really got me thinking about the types of stories that our lives really tell.  There are many people both living and passed on who I have a great respect for.  These are men and women who understood their role, played it well and have usually stood for something significant.  They have made a difference and because of their commitment to things larger than themselves, they are or will be remembered.

I have been wondering this week if the story I am living out will be worth remembering?  When my life ends and the credits of my life begin to roll, will people feel as though they have just witnessed a story that was special and memorable or something ordinary?  Or worse yet, will they think it was horrible and maybe not even stay until the end?  I am beginning to ask myself whether my life is truly telling a good story or is it just merely a collection of random and mostly meaningless experiences?  I want to live in such a way that in the end, my life is a captivating, gripping and even influential story that will be remembered.

The story of course is dictated by the characters and the roles they play.  I think that I am often distracted. I seem to get lost and drift away from the role the author of my story desires me ti play for a role I feel would be better.  I uses my own will and power often to manipulate the story to my liking although the author is calling me to a better story.

I am ready for a change in the narrative in my life and I feel I am teetering between a story worth telling and a story easily forgotten.  I desire my life to have meaning and truly believe that I have something valuable to offer the world we live in.

So do you.

A life lived well is a powerful thing.  We have the ability to choose a narrative for ourselves that can be fulfilling and truly be significant.  Sometimes we/I just can’t see it.  I am learning though, that the beauty of writing out a story is that though it is ever evolving, we can always start today with a blank page.

Today feels like a blank page type of day for me.