I’ve spent the last few years trying desperately, confusedly, defiantly, to grasp the concept of God’s will vs free will. I’ve come out the other end a bit Mumford and Sons about the whole issue and I’ll believe in grace and choice.
But I don’t often reflect on the privilege and responsibility we each get to help write each other’s stories. Do the scenes I play in other people’s life affect their plot for the better? #shrugs. I generally assume I’m the Chandler in any given scene. Sarcastic. Self-deprecating. Comic relief.
I think most of us feel like if all of life is a stage then we’re just the extras, milling around in the back. Like we’re minor characters, far from star material.
But even supporting actresses win Oscars sometimes.
I think I should pay more attention to the minor roles I play in others lives.