How Will The Story End?

It's been awhile since I wrote that story :) And I thought I should update.

The thing is that there really isn't an end to the story... yet. The ending's different for everyone. And I really don't mean that in a postmodernist "it's all up to individual opinion" kinda thing, nor is it meant to be an artsy "it's in your hands, you finish the script however you want, art for the masses!" type of thing. It doesn't have an end because the story has not ended. It is still going on, and it will still be going on until something happens to the little girl that can be written into the story. But in the meantime it's still a long corridor she's walking down (I did mention it was a long corridor right?) and she still has to wait for her Father's answer and frankly, I don't think the answer is all that necessary right now.

Heh that seems quite different from the tone of urgency in the story right? Well I think God has been speaking to me through various people these past few days... and I think I'm getting a sense of what it means to just trust and let go. To not think too much and trust in God that He will continue to guide us in everything we do. It's a new concept I'm trying to get my head around because for the first time I see that "maybe you don't Need To Know in order to live it out" but I know it's possible because I see that someone can have peace even under such circumstances. And oh, such peace!

My peace I give unto you
It's a peace that the world cannot give
It's a peace that the world cannot understand
Peace to know, peace to live
My peace I give unto you

I remember singing that to the kid I counselled back in last year's camp... I was trying to sing her to sleep. And she really did calm down and fall asleep! I've been reminded of her these past few days, I think I shall pray for her. I always remember that last night when she clung to me and I was told by the helper to leave her (they were practising the painful but necessary step of gradual distancing) and I just went to the counsellors' room and curled up and cried. I think I was the only one who cried and I think I shocked all of them. But I really did love her like the little sister I never had... And I should continue to pray for her more regularly as the sister-in-Christ that I shall probably never see again in my lifetime, until we meet before God's throne. Sweet little S... I hope you grow into a strong and lovely woman of God. :)

Oh yeah so anyway as I was saying... Maybe it's a story that doesn't need to be finished quite so soon. But that's only my feeling about it :) For many other little girls out there, their feelings and the Father's answer to them can be very very different. And the only way to know how the story ends... is to go back to the Author and Finisher of our faith (and our stories :P). :)

Another story waiting in the wings though :) To be written when I'm not so stressed about assignments >.< But I will not be over-stressed, because God is good, all the time. :)

I couldn't think of a song about God being faithful even while we are faithless... so maybe I will write one someday, God willing. :)