I watched a movie last night – Wild with Reese Witherspoon. It was rated R – had some explicit material. But I am 45. I can handle it. Some people are put-off by a lot of what is contained in flicks these days. It is what it is. These eyes & ears aren’t virgin. Haven’t been for a long time. So proceed with caution if you decide to check it out. This is just my experience.
The overall crux of the movie is what got me.
Reese’s character had gone through quite a bit of trauma in her life, starting with childhood on through adulthood. From an alcoholic abusive father early-on to the eventual death of her Mom, she acted out her pain in different ways. With poor choices & a lot of angst. I get it. Boy do I get it.
To get re-centered she heads out on a journey, alone – to hike the Pacific Coast Trail. The imagery, the landscapes – all of it was very moving. Her thoughts & memories that came flooding back at random times about her life – her Mom & brother, her best friend, the man she loved, the men she didn’t. The drug abuse – the delusions. I was enthralled – didn’t want it to be over. I give it two-very-hearty-thumbs-up.
After it was over it was still daylight so I put on my walking shoes & headed out. The weather was perfect for it – the heat of the day had subsided. And I got to witness the sun setting. It was beautiful. I felt something stir in me. A deeper call to really try to enjoy every single day. Life is precious. And short. And as each day bleeds into the next, it gets shorter still.
There is a quote from the movie, among many, that really spoke to me. ” There is a sunrise and a sunset every day and you can choose to be there for it. You can put yourself in the way of beauty.”
Lord God help me to stop. To smell the flowers, the grass – to breathe in slowly, deeply, on purpose. Being grateful for the breaths and not just taking them for granted. Like they will always be there. Because they won’t. One day this side of heaven everything will subside & be no more.
Help me to start getting in the way of Beauty more often. Your handiwork is the ultimate of all. I know I have missed so much, being consumed with me. Wasting time. Hours, days, months. On things I can’t and won’t ever change. Holding on to things long-since gone from my grasp.
Help me to live. Better. More richly. More selfless.
More free Lord.
In Jesus’ precious, sweet & holy name,
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