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A Living Book

It’s a living book, this life;

it folds out in a million settings,

cast with a billion beautiful characters,

and it is almost over for you.

It doesn’t matter how old you are;

it is coming to a close quickly,

and soon the credits will roll

and all your friends will fold

out of your funeral and

drive back to their homes

in cold and still and silence.

And they will make a fire

and pour some wine and

think about how you once were . . .

and feel a kind of sickness

at the idea you never again will be . . .

. . . And so my prayer is that

your story will have involved

some leaving and some coming home,

some summer and some winter,

some roses blooming out

like children in a play.

My hope is your story will be about changing,

about getting something beautiful born inside of you,

about learning to love a woman or a man,

about learning to love a child,

about moving yourself around water,

around mountains, around friends,

about learning to love others

more than we love ourselves,

about learning oneness as a way

of understanding God.

We get one story,

you and I,

and one story alone.

God has established

the elements, the setting

and the climax and the resolution.

It would be a crime not to venture out,

wouldn’t it?”

– Don Miller