What’s the plot? Where’s the script? Who’s playing what part?
The nation’s gone off-script. Random lines explode all over the stage. And the costumes . . . Viking horns, really? Color me sad and confused.
And yet, as I go about my daily business, all is well. People are polite. Cars stop for red lights. Folks pay for their groceries.
What’s my part, Lord? To pray, yes, I know. But what else can I do to stand out as Your disciple? To speak true words into a crazy world? To share Your story?
