Today I went to watch "Pursuit of Happiness" with some of my friends from church. Well, I have a lot to say. So bear with me...
I must have cried at least three times. Why? Many reasons "why", but not enough words to go into depth with each one of them. First off, the passion of that man for his son. It must have been the most beautiful thing on earth. That did not make me cry, but his intelligence, his passion to keep on going. I could not help but look at him and think, "This right here is a real man." What makes a man? Many things...many things...But to see such a passion, desire, to give everything up, to try their best for the good of another..that is truly what defines a person. I could not help but cry at the fact that this man's intelligence and hard work got him where he wanted to be. I cried because my father never showed that kind of love. He had the character, but his apathy eventually destroyed him. Then I cried over poverty. Wow, many of us have it good. Real good. I remembered the times in which me and my family had no food to eat. Times in which my mother was barely making it on her own, and on top of all that, being deppressed at my dad's departure. Then I cried because of God. There was one scene in which the father is with his son in a shelter church service. I saw them lifitng their arms, calling out to the one true God. Trying to see if He could hear them. How many broken lives where in that place? It's just a movie... I know, but the sad part is that it's real. And it's all over the world. Throughout the whole movie that man did not give up. I think one of the most valuable things I learned in that movie was the importance of meeting and being kind to people. You never know what person can be an open door for the future. When that man did everything he could for his son, risked everything, and shut himself from the world, that is what truly made me cry. And finally, I cried for happiness. When he had his reward, after all he went through, It was worth it. And the happiness that he was feeling, well I believe everyone in that room was feeling it as well.
So I'm watching the news right now, and I think they are going over all news over the last few years...and there was one that got my attention. It was a little boy who was stuck in a hole filled with water. He was telling the camera people, "When i get out of here I want you to film me. I want you to film me getting out. I want you to film me after I get out." He had a smile in his face, he was full of hope. And he died.
"He never lost hope until the end." That's what the news say.
Yea, You guessed it, I cried. But what got my attention was not the fact that he died, but the fact that he was full of hope until the end. If only we can all be like children...right? I want to be innocent of this world, I want to remain with Hope. Jesus Christ, my saviour has been the one who gives me peace instead of tears...So therefore, I am determined to remain with Hope.
Isaiah 40:31
For those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles, they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint.
1 comment:
i remember this! lol...wow u did cry a bunch. lol, kudos to the lil kid, thats how it should be, thats how God ofcourse wants us to be....we arent innocent anymore, but lets strive to be no more of what we are now shall we lol. encouraging really...hope
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