
Recently, I realised something about myself when I watch Ben-Hur. It's one of those classic unforgetable epics of all time. I don't have to go into the details though. Everyone has seen it - the message that manifests in the character of Judah Ben-Hur. It's no wonder it makes for such a perfect Good Friday film.
As I was saying: I realised something about myself - that the happiest parts of the film are the parts that move my heart to the brink of tears - not the sad, frustrating, angry parts of the film. But that's not all. Every time Jesus appears in the film, I sit up right and pay attention. Jesus' adult 'appearance' in the film, when he gives Judah Ben-Hur water to drink made me cry. But it wasn't because I was heart-broken. It was because I felt so much joy in my heart.
At that moment, I knew God was encouraging me by lifting up my emotions/heart. And though I know that this uplifting spirit does not last forever, my faith still carries on.
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