The Village
Ok, so I just watched M. Night Shyamalan's new movie, The Village, and it WAS SO STINKIN' GOOD. Joaquin Phoenix's character blew me away, because SERIOUSLY guys like that totally seem to not exist in real life. There was the one scene where Ivy asked him if he would ask her to dance when they were married and he totally just, AH, OMIGOSH, I don't know how to describe it, but basically he just answered her so passionately and so MANLY but in an amazingly some kind of way, I don't even know. If you've seen the movie, you know what I mean. It just felt like he was fighting for her in a way I've only felt Jesus fight for me...for the world. At any rate, I don't think I can watch that movie again for awhile because I might start to place unfair expectations on the guys around me. Most of the time I just wish I could run away from my longing for love like that from a man. I don't know if God has ordained that it be filled, or that it would be good for me, but by His grace I will trust in Him, and wait on Him.
That being said, I am so thankful, I had such a good time with my old roommate tonight. It's amazing how God placed her in my life. She's at a place in her faith where it seems that she is just longing to understand more of why God loves her and in what capacity and it's just crazy because I was there, exactly where she is, a year ago. God so knows what He's doing. He is a sun and shield; no good thing does He withhold from those whose walk is blameless. I'm not calling myself perfect, I'm calling my Savior, Redeemer and Defender perfect. I cannot wait for the service tomorrow. God has granted my request to love her better. He's granted my desire for a greater capacity to love Him. How could I ever repay Him? How could I ever say thank you? All I can give to Him is myself, my life, and that's not enough. It's not. The Lord is faithful, all His promises prove true, and my life is evidence of that, Hillary's life is, Israa's is.
I have the perfect Savior, the perfect Father, and the perfect Counselor. I have everything.
That being said, I am so thankful, I had such a good time with my old roommate tonight. It's amazing how God placed her in my life. She's at a place in her faith where it seems that she is just longing to understand more of why God loves her and in what capacity and it's just crazy because I was there, exactly where she is, a year ago. God so knows what He's doing. He is a sun and shield; no good thing does He withhold from those whose walk is blameless. I'm not calling myself perfect, I'm calling my Savior, Redeemer and Defender perfect. I cannot wait for the service tomorrow. God has granted my request to love her better. He's granted my desire for a greater capacity to love Him. How could I ever repay Him? How could I ever say thank you? All I can give to Him is myself, my life, and that's not enough. It's not. The Lord is faithful, all His promises prove true, and my life is evidence of that, Hillary's life is, Israa's is.
I have the perfect Savior, the perfect Father, and the perfect Counselor. I have everything.
posted by The Girl With Something to Say @ 3/27/2005 12:12:00 AM
0 Comments:
Post a Comment
<< Home