Significance over facts
It’s so easy to get hung up on the facts of Scripture. Especially since we’re a fact-dominated rational culture (or, at least, we think we are).
I see this empirical block with Jesus’ birth...
Was it really a virgin birth? What about that star - how could the Magi follow it so closely and quickly? Were there really angels present? Etc.
But the thing is, the gospel writers were far less concerned with facts than they were with significance.1 The facts fade in comparison to what Jesus’s birth MEANT to them and how - especially in the light of the cross and resurrection - it changed their lives.
It’s probably the same with you… The people who love you most are less concerned with the facts of your life than they are the significance of it. I’m sure, for at least one or two other people who love you most - their lives were forever changed because of you.
This is where our stories live. This is what really matters when it comes down to it. This is where we find truth.
In significance.
Not just facts.
In Joy,
Jonas+
Deeply inspired by Frederick Buechner.
I like this thought.
awesome!