I watched a movie tonight that made me cry. And I didn't try to stop the tears. It was wonderful.
To God be all glory.
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- Lisa of Longbourn
- A thirty-something homeschool graduate who once promised her mother she didn't need to learn grammar because she'd never be an author is hopelessly a writer at heart. I'm a Christian who loves to ask thoughtful questions, and who finds thought-provoking material in unlikely sources. A lady in waiting, I'm the oldest of six children still living at home, pursuing the efficient acquisition of knowledge through books and practice.
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It was a movie about death,
a subject about which I have been thinking
for no morbid reason.
But Christians have been insisting
that life will work out fine
that more than likely I will be married
and I keep remembering history and reality:
there is suffering
and loss;
people die;
there is war.
An engagement may be broken before marriage happens
or some never meet the right one.
Which is more tragic?
Is it ok?
Unfortunately I can't recommend the movie; it has some horrible content. It more or less wielded the poetry of John Dunn, which if you're interested, I can recommend you read (though I can't vouch for its validity). And I can recommend that when you want to cry, don't stifle it. Sometimes the pain means you're alive.
To God be all glory,
Lisa of Longbourn
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