Have you ever felt like a bit player in God’s story? That person with a minor, unimportant, unimpressive role? And not just minor, unimportant, and unimpressive, but someone whose scenes should be cut entirely and left on the editing room’s floor? Ladies, God didn’t put the stories of Moses and Abraham in bold Times New Roman font and leave you and me as italicized footnotes. Our roles are in bold print, too. Our bios—yes, all of them—are included in God’s playbill.