"No coward soul is mine
No trembler in the world's storm-troubled sphere
I see Heaven's glories shine
And Faith shines equal arming me from Fear
0 God within my breast
Almighty ever-present Deity
Life, that in me hast rest
As I Undying Life, have power in Thee!"
- Emily Bronte, No Coward Soul is Mine (her last poem)
Friday, August 4, 2006
Jill and I went on a date tonight and saw Lady In The Water for the second time. I know a lot of people didn't like this movie, but I just love it.
Without giving spoilers, there is one scene that is both wonderful and difficult to watch. In it one of the characters, big-hearted yet agonized, remembers his dead children:
"I miss your faces. They remind me of God."
It is a moment of redemption, of public remembrance for one who has only been able to write down his agony in a private notebook before. And it is a moment of healing, not just for him, but for the one he is embracing.
I don't know. I'm not trying to over-spiritualize this, because it is, after all, only a movie. But there is an elusive principle demonstrated. Even our regrets, and our deep sorrows, and our hurts can be a part of the healing of another.
There's nothing that God can't redeem.
"And the Lord restored the fortunes of Job, when he had prayed for his friends."
- Job 42:10
