Be The Story Others Tell

What do Christopher Nolan, George Lucas, Dave Filoni, Frank Peretti, J.J. Abrams, Joss Whedon, and Patrick Scott all have in common?  They’re fantastic storytellers.  They’re also the different people I can easily rattle off as the ones I sometimes wish I could be, and then I remember that I’m something other than that.

I love good stories and know they can take many forms.  Movies, TV, comics, books, and – more and more – even video games.  While recently listening to an episode of Rebel Force Radio – the best Star Wars podcast in the galaxy and my “source for the Force” – I thought to myself how much fun it would be to be Dave Filoni, the guy who effectively held the Star Wars torch for five seasons of Star Wars: The Clone Wars in between the years of Star Wars live action theatrical releases.  To be seen as the guy who took “The Wars” to new places and in new directions that turned out to be far superior to the prequel films.  That would be pretty cool.

Nevertheless, as I spent a handful of futile moments imagining what life could be – think the Johnathan/Matrix episode of Buffy the Vampire Slayer –  a small voice reminded me of what life actually is.  I may not be a storyteller, but sometimes I’m actually the story that others tell.  Sometimes such stories end up becoming feature length films like Go Far (the tale of a larger than life guy named Chris).

Living a story worth having told to others is part of what Tony Stark’s idea of terrible privilege in The Avengers looks like in real life; it may be the only story that resonates with someone else.  I can’t live the life of the guy who happens to be my favorite author, or the guy who happens to be my favorite comic book creator or anyone else on that list.  I can only live mine (and enjoy their work and appreciate their talent).  In the immortal words of the Rush Album 2112:  “What you live in your own story”.  Don’t waste precious time and energy – that you can’t get back without a time machine that doesn’t exist presently – trying to fill the shoes of someone else, just fill your own; your shoes are too big for them and theirs for you.

If you’ve ever spent time thinking about your funeral, have you considered who would show up?  How many would show up because the life you lived had such an impact on them that the tale had to be told; who would show up at your funeral to tell part of your story?

May your life be a story others tell.

 

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Author, Speaker, and Super Nerd. Aaron Welty speaks and writes regularly connecting the dots of life, faith, and science fiction. Originally from Michigan, he now lives and works in the Washington, D.C. Metro area.

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