“I had as yet no notion that life every now and then becomes literature—not for long, of course”…Norman Maclean A River Runs Through It and Other Stories
Many are familiar with the movie with Brad Pitt directed by Robert Redford but of course, like most good movies it was a book first. The writing style is haunting and poetic, full of allusions to nature with a little dash of some kind of faith thrown in. In short it is very Celtic and beautiful.
However, he is right. Life is not literature for long. We live in a fallen world full of ugliness. Abuse, rape, violence, murder-they are all ugly things.
The God who wrote the Psalms and Isaiah gave us down to earth parables. He also died a violent bloody death. Only He could turn something so ugly into a beautiful sacrifice. Yet the sins that held Him there were not pretty.
I am an idealist. In my walk with Christ I have tried to use my writing to paint beautiful pictures. I want life to be beautiful, a work of art.
Yet it is not. It is a work in progress and very messy. It doesn’t always feel like a sacred mystery or a piece of art work. Sometimes it’s just a bunch of broken pieces that don’t make sense. I’ve try to put them together and cut my hands. So this weekend I give it up to Him. And I will keep having to do it. I cannot control my depression. Just let Him get me through it.