I started writing novels because I wanted to help people understand. I wanted to use my gift, of words and imagination, to bring clarity and do so wrapping it all in an exciting, suspenseful, character rich tapestry called ‘fiction.’
Easy right? Pfft!
Here’s my dilemma. I am part of a generation that grew up in church. If you ask me to find Hebrews in the Bible, I’ll mentally sing the song until I figure out where it is. I grew up on a solid diet of Newsboys, DC Talk, Audio Adrenaline and Veggie Tales. I can mock Christian dancing with the best of you. I’ve read “I Kissed Dating Goodbye” and sang along to Rebecca St. James’s anthem “Wait for me.”
As far as the Christian experiences go, I’ve got the whole collection. Been there, done that, wore out the t-shirt. I’ve heard messages on just about every topic.
What’s this got to do with my writing?
There’s something no one is telling me, and I can’t write this sequel until I figure it out. (so disclaimer: what I write will only be an artists impression but its better than nothing). Since Jesus walked the earth, Christians have lined up their prayers with the model prayer: “Our Father who art in Heaven, hallowed be thy name. THY KINGDOM COME, THY WILL BE DONE, ON EARTH AS IT IS IN HEAVEN.”
So hands up who can tell me what exactly that last bit means? No, not the theological answer. What does it mean in practicality? Real nuts and bolts stuff?
Its the thing we strive for – To be more like Jesus. To be better representatives of Heaven on Earth. We can all do our tiny part. We can all try to make the world a better place. We can all strive for that Philippians 3:14 thing where we press towards the goal of the prize of the upward call of God… but we never really get there.
The point of fiction is to be able to imagine the end-point. What does it look like when said Kingdom has come? What does it look like when only His will is done?
Its kind-of a Christian utopia, I guess. But to date, it hasn’t been seen on the face of Planet Earth. Its got to be a deeper answer than ‘no more war, no more hunger, no more pain,’ (and lets face it, that wouldn’t make for a good story!)
That’s it. This isn’t a post with answers. Its just a post with questions – a little rant about just how deep one has to dive to find the content one needs. Sometimes you have to go a bit deep with God and find at least an inkling you can run with yourself.
But what is fiction if its all been done before right? Rant over.