The Rest is Still Unwritten…

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Sometimes I wonder what the next chapter in the book of my life will look like…

As it is, I’ve seen things and done things that I would have never dreamed possible.  I’ve traveled to places that seem to be untouched by the harried busyness of the life I live – I’ve experienced so much beauty – that I cannot possibly begin to fathom what else could be out there.

Sometimes, it seems like what is being written is fiction…I mean, haven’t you ever stopped to think “This can’t possibly be happening…”

Other times, it feels like an adventure story moving so fast that I’m holding on, white-knuckled, wondering if I will lose my grip…

It all reminds me of a song from the ’90’s called Unwritten by Natasha Bedingfield.  The words she sings make me think about life (or what life would be if I were to slow down and experience moments more often).


“Live your life with arms wide open – today is where your book begins.
The rest is still unwritten…”


It seems as though I go through life with the expectation that where I am is where I will always be – nothing will change.  But, when I take the time to think about it, NOTHING is further from the truth.

The next breath is not guaranteed, let alone tomorrow.

Who am I to think that I know the rest of the journey that God has planned for me?  Hasn’t he already shown me, adventure by adventure, that I don’t know all of the twists and turns of the road ahead?

In all of this that could seem frighteningly uncertain, I am CERTAIN of this.  He holds my life and my future in His hands.  His hands are much stronger than mine and He is teaching me to lean in and listen more before I make plans for what I think my future should look like.

Like anything else in this life, it is a journey.  I am not finished learning because He is not finished teaching me yet.


All of these thoughts have come from the most unlikely circumstance…

I couldn’t decide what to have my students write about one day in creative writing.  I found a spoken word poem about the future and showed it to them.  I asked them to write about what they wanted in their future and I started to think about my own.  God willing, I have many more years left to accomplish some of the dreams and plans He has placed in my heart.

As my students wrote about what they hoped their future would hold, I wrote about what I hoped for my own…

I’ve entitled it Unwritten.


Some may think that I would already know what I want in life ~ that I would know beyond a shadow of a doubt that I’m on the path that I intended to be…After all, I’ve devoted myself to a career and it has been who I am for nearly twenty years.

In looking back, I’m not the same person I was at 18, 28, or even 38…

The passing of time and the circumstances of this life have changed me and continue to change me.  As I have grown and changed, I’ve come to realize that my hopes and dreams are not my own, but rather they are placed in my heart by the One who meticulously creates me.

He forms every desire, every wish, every DREAM.

Each day, He adds a new page to the adventure story He is writing.  I don’t know the ending ~ and I don’t think I want to.  It’s not much of an adventure if I know what will happen before it does…

I only know this ~

I am looking forward to each line, each page, each chapter in the rest of the adventure.

The chapters that are already written have all been different.  Some brought joy, others brought pain, still others brought about perseverance and hope ~ hope for a future that is still

UNWRITTEN.