Mafia- and other things that make me feel pointless.

In life. There are three things.

things i love & things i hate & things i am apathetic about.

The game mafia is without question in the middle category.

I absolutely hate the game mafia. I loath mafia.

To me it is even a shock at the fact that people enjoy playing the game.

Statistically speaking there normally is a better chance at you being something fun in the game rather than an unimportant character. But for some reason I have never managed to receive a card of significance.

In the room to my left there are roughly eleven people playing the game.

Many of them will be reading this blog.

I mean not for this blog post to sound as though I am complaining. I really am trying to get to a deeper point here.

If mafia were my real life a few things would be true:

a. All of my loved ones would die within a matter of a week or two.
b. That would suck.
c. All day I'd spend in court debating who to kill.
d. The justice system would be extremely skewed.
e. In fact it would lack any justice at all.
f. I would feel insignificant.

But that's just the thing. So often in life I feel insignificant. I seem to get lost in everybody else's story.

I think the problem is that sometimes, I think I'm the main character of my story.
I think that when I die is when the curtains close. I'll ride off into a black fade and the credits will scroll.

When I die life will go on. I'm not the end of a movie.

My story, it's simply a subplot to something greater that Christ is doing in the earth. He's the main character. And He's been gracious enough for me to give me this life, to come onto the stage, stutter through my few lines, have a few glorious moments, and then walk off stage.

When I realize this, when I see that my life is a tool for God's story to be made known greater.

I all the sudden don't feel insignificant.

I feel significant. I have value and worth.
I'm loved by the main character. By the God who made all of this! Everything. He loves me and knows my name.

I recently saw this:

You are 1 person - out of 7,000,000,000 people
On 1 planet - out of 8 planets
in 1 star-system - out of 100,000,000,000 star-systems
in 1 galaxy - out of 100,000,000,000 galaxies
and you are enormously insignificant.

When I am the main character. This seems so true. I feel small and useless.
But when I put Christ in His rightful place. All those facts are the same...

Except that last line.

That changes.

I'm no longer enormously insignificant.
I'm now deeply loved and known.
In a way that I can't even imagine.

Can I get an amen?