Moving On…!

Posted: January 14, 2013 in Moving On...!

WARNING! If you have not seen and or intend to see the movie The Odd Life of Timothy Green do not read any further or I will ruin it for you in the days to come.

I have boxes of things that I would say are beautiful, valuable, a treasure chest of sorts. I have tubs of pictures from our extended families tucked away in a closet. I have a few letters sent to Ann Marie when we first met that to us are important and thus stashed away in a box. We have one side of our garage that houses the most valuable of our Christmas decorations… that have not been used for three years, yet stored in boxes. The things I save are saved mostly because they mean something to me. They are things that I want to stay safe and hopefully pass on to my children and grandchildren, all the while knowing, many may be passed on to the Goodwill. When what I deem as valuable becomes valuable enough i put it in a safe place and then proceed to place/bury it in a storage unit, an attic or closet.

Not everything valuable to me can be put into a box in a closet. Ann Marie is the most valuable gift I have ever received but I can’t put her in a box or a closet. Then there are my children and my grandchildren which try as hard as I might to put them in a box, it wouldn’t last more than a second. Ages 2, 4 and 11 explain that. Further the box nor the closet guarantees that anything is safe. A fire would use my boxes for fuel and all the valuables would all vanish in a few moments.

Prior to the new year Ann Marie and I watched a movie that I have watched 3 times since then and recommended it to everyone. In the movie The Odd Life of Timothy Green Jim and Cindy Green want a child. They’ve tried everything to have one of their own, but to no avail. And when they definitively hear from their doctor that conceiving one will be impossible, they grieve the loss. It fit so well with The Dream Giver which I was sharing with our Onething Life gathering.

They decide to honor their “child”—or, at least, their idea of one—filling a small wooden box with notes detailing all they’d hoped their kid would be: optimistic, determined, artistic, musical. He’d be “honest to a fault,” they imagined. And even though both Jim and Cindy were horrible athletes, they dreamed that their child would—just once—score the winning goal.

Now I am not insinuating that the movie was about spiritual principles but… well, I tend to find spiritual principles in everything. Jim and Cindy unknowingly apply a portion of the spiritual principle found in Habakkuk 2: And then God answered: “Write this. Write what you see. Write it out in big block letters so that it can be read on the run. This vision-message is a witness pointing to what’s coming. It aches for the coming—it can hardly wait! And it doesn’t lie. If it seems slow in coming, wait. It’s on its way. It will come right on time.

Jim and Cindy fill a small wooden box with notes detailing all they’d hoped their kid would be: optimistic, determined, artistic, musical. He’d be “honest to a fault. And even though both Jim and Cindy were horrible athletes, they dreamed that their child would—just once—score the winning goal. Mistake number one happens here… let’s call it an oversight and not a mistake. i’ll let the movie play it out as i share in the days to come.

Then they close the lid, dig a hole in their vegetable garden and lovingly yet unknowingly plant their hope. They go inside and up to bed, vowing to move on … tomorrow.

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