The young girl looked up into the vast velvety blackness of space. The warm summer air carried the scent of flowers. She strained into the darkness, hoping to find an answer there. A shooting star zipped in and out of the darkness. “What is a star, really? Where am I?” she wondered.
She lay back in the fragrant, freshly-cut grass and felt gravity securing her to the earth like a magnet. She felt so small. She thought about her life, about mankind, and its destiny on this small, seemingly insignificant planet. Why was she born?
She thought of how nothing ever worked out. She felt all alone, even when she was with her friends. She thought she loved her mom and dad, but she couldn’t even talk to them. Especially her dad — she couldn’t even look him in the eye anymore. She remembered the friendship they had when she was a little girl, how they used to take long walks in the forest, hand in hand. But now she had so many things hidden in her heart, she felt so guilty for some reason, dirty and distant from him. Why? She didn’t do anything that all her friends didn’t do. Why was life so difficult, so empty and lonely?
Maybe life was just a nightmare, one of those dreams that seems to go on and on. Finally she’d wake up. The light of day would fill her eyes and relief would fill her soul. “Oh, it was only a bad dream, after all!” she would say.
She chewed wistfully on a sweet blade of grass, considering the possibilities. Maybe it’s all a big joke, a tasteless joke. One day everyone would take off their masks and say, “It’s okay, we were only kidding all along!” And she would laugh and cry at the same time, a little hurt but glad that the charade was over and everyone could be themselves now. All those years wasted ... it was too bad, but now her life could begin all over, building on true friendships without any barriers.
Her eye caught sight of a bright light moving across the sky. It seemed to be getting bigger. Maybe it was a spaceship from another planet in some distant galaxy. It would land right near her and the door would slide open. There she would see her long-lost loved ones. “Oh, we found you! You’ve been lost for so long! We’ve missed you so. We love you. Come home. Come home with us. You were never meant to be left here all alone on this God-forsaken planet.”
She imagined the joy of being reunited with people who could truly love and communicate to one another. Their hearts would be one. What a happy reunion it would be. They would live forever in love with one another. But the light merely continued its heedless path across the sky. Her heart sank. It was just an airplane.
Why did everything have to die? Just when she thought she had a real friend, like her Granny or even some little baby bunny she found in the forest or the family dog, they always died. Nothing lasted. Her best friend in all the world moved to Arizona. She cried and cried.
“Oh, don’t worry,” her mother chided, “When you get older, you can go out there and visit her.” Mom just didn’t understand. She was crying so because she knew they would never be the same again, they would change, growing up and growing away from one another until they were complete strangers. Nothing in life was solid, nothing was trustworthy.
She lay there in the grass, looking up into the darkness. Her young heart beat within her breast. The darkness was illuminated by the flashing of fireflies, accompanied by the tune of the crickets. Why? Why was she created? Why was she born on this planet spinning in space? She lay silent with her thoughts and hot tears spilled over and ran from the corners of her eyes.
There has to be more to life than this! There has to be more than this! There has to be more! There has to be! There has to!
Someone heard the cry of that young girl’s heart. The Creator of the whole universe looked upon her and saw her desperate need. That young girl was me. My loved ones, through His Spirit, found me and I was rescued. But they weren’t from another planet, they were right here on earth. I don’t feel separated and dirty anymore because I’ve been washed clean. I’m free to truly love and know love. And this life is forever. Death’s grip has been loosed because the One who made me died in my place, He loved me so much. He gave up His life so that we could be one. We are together forever, because He has made us one.
I was totally lost in the blackness of space and alone in the universe, but now I’ve been found! I have friendships that will last and last, because we aren’t growing away from one another, but always growing closer.
There is more to life! Is that good news to you?