Passion Of the Christ

Old Dad is snoring in the next room....(they are sweet snores) and the kitties are curled up together sleeping on the couch , Spot is sleeping at my feet and I feel quite alone tonight.

Seems like I have too much to reflect on right now....We saw "The passion of the Christ" last night and came away emotionally exhausted. I guess I have a Love/Hate relationship with the movie. I wasn't entertained and knew I wouldn't be......I hated the brutality and physical torture......even though I was very aware of Christ suffering and sacrifice. I loved the humanity of Christ/but grieved that my sin put him on the Cross. I hated the mocking and angry shout of the crowds to 'crucify him' after he was being beaten almost to death and almost beyond recognition. I was confused by the "Catholic" references to the stations of the cross and went home and looked them up. I hated the "devil" and how he became more and more ugly as the movie progressed. I loved the reflection of Mary back to Jesus falling as a boy and being there to hold him and tell him "I'm here" ( Mary meets Jesus is another station of the cross). I loved the Aramaic and Latin and really not needing the subtitles.

I loved that the theater was quiet after the movie. There was no mad dash to be the first one out of the door. There was a quiet hush all over and when the theater did begin to empty out the people weren't talking. I loved the fact that we went a week after the movie came out and still had to buy our tickets in advance to make sure we could get in. I'm sure it is a movie that I will only see once....but it was enough to last for a lifetime.