Posts Tagged ‘Messiah complex’

I’ve comitted myself to blogging on a regular basis, but also promised myself that I wouldn’t just write posts to write posts. All of this leaves me in a constant flux about what is actually “post worthy”. And lately, I haven’t found much to talk about.
But yesterday, all of the sudden, three different things popped onto my radar. So maybe this post will feel a little random and disconnected, but I guess you gotta work with what you’re given.

1. “There Are No Atheists in a Foxhole”
Or maybe not in a space shuttle either. I’ve seen several space shuttle launches, and they never cease to fascinate me. But yesterday, as everyone was chattering about what a dangerous mission this latest one is going to be, I had some new thoughts. What is it like to be strapped into the shuttle as they start the T minus 9 countdown? What are you thinking? Do you think, “I hope my spouse knows how much I love them– I may never see them again?” or maybe, “I’m so excited. I’ve been training hard, and I know everything there is to know. I’m going to SPACE!” And if you’re a spouse on the ground, what then do you think?
I don’t know, but I’d bet it’d be awfully hard not to pray to any God while you’re sitting there waiting to leave (and throughout your mission). Seems to me there must be a sort of urgency behind it all– almost as if you really NEED something to believe in. I wonder if it feels like a life and death situation?
Not that I think we should all have to fly to space to believe in God, but I wonder if a tiny bit of that sense of urgency might be helpful to the modern church and its believers. I think one of the biggest problems facing the church these days is that folks have convinced themselves that they don’t really need God. In lots of ways, we have things easy compared to generations before us. We’re a DIY society, and that leaves little place for God. How do we recover that sense of really needing to believe in something bigger than ourselves? And what would that mean for the church if society’s beliefs really shifted that way? I don’t know, but I sure do wonder…

2. On Spontanaity
I plan things very carefully, including not only my day ahead, but often weeks and months in the future. I know just what needs to be done and how much time I have to do it. And there isn’t a lot of room in there because (as my father and husband like to remind me) I plan more than can ever be done. Worse yet, it makes me feel very behind when I realize that I can’t fit it all in.
Imagine my surprise when my husband asked me to go on a movie date IN THE MIDDLE OF THE DAY, and when I heard myself say, “Well…that sounds like fun. Ok.” I had my mind on lots of things, and truthfully, it might have been getting a little crowded in my brain. But as we drove, I felt so excited.
I’ve started The Artist’s Way and one of the things Cameron suggests is an artist date…something that frees your spirit and allows your spirit of creativity to come out and play. I don’t know that I feel more creative, but I do feel a little freer. I do feel a little more prepared to conquer my ever growing to-do list.

3. The Soloist
The movie the Husband took me to was the Soloist. Here’s what I thought:

This movie, on the surface, seems to be about a middle class white guy who meets a man on the streets, desires to help him “get out”, and then gets frustrated when the man doesn’t wish to be saved. But really, it’s about more than that. It’s a lesson on friendship, and the parameters thereof. It’s about the passions that make life worth living, and the ones that make the world make any sort of sense. But, at its heart, it’s really about love, and what love requires.
Is the loving thing to do to pluck a homeless man off the streets and try to make him fit in your world? Or is it, perhaps, more loving to meet him where he is and as Steve Lopez’s wife says in the movie, “Simply show up. You can’t save him. All you can do is be his friend. Simply show up.” In some ways, this movie reminds me that most of us walk around with a Messiah Complex, thinking that everyone needs to be saved. It also reminds me that we all really need saving, though not in the ways people often guess that we need.
This movie isn’t a “Christian” movie. In fact, the references to God and religion seemed to be painted in a mostly negative light. But maybe on other levels, this movie is deeply Christian. What does it mean to really love someone? How do you go about that whole “love your neighbor as yourself” thing? What does God’s love look like? Does it give up on us, frustrated by our stubborness, or does God’s love meet us where we are, over and over again?


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