I was not expecting the storyline of “Saving Mr. Banks.” I thought it would be a lighthearted tale.
God leads you here and there and you smash into His Reality in the oddest places. The message of the movie, the real story of the story was profound. And for me, it was terribly painful.
At the end of the movie I could only cry. And cry. John said, why? And I said, I don’t know. The story behind the story – what John calls the backstory – so struck my heart and spirit that I had no words for it. For a long while, it was bigger pain than my mind could sort.
Lately, I have been seeing the great tragedy of humanity. It’s a disaster we all live in, both in what is done to us and in what we do to others. Even now I have tears of shock and sorrow to glimpse the real state of our human condition – universal, absolute. Every person is a walking destruction: in history, in guilt, in action. And we perpetuate our tragedy onto others. We infect each other with our sorrow.
Oh, the size of it – the mess of it. The evil of it! Our sin from Eden, the insanity of living independently of God!
And we don’t have a clue. We don’t know who we are or what we desecrate with our tragedy. We aren’t aware of the underlying hate that motivates us to punish our world for our suffering. So we keep the tragedy ever spreading.
The heart is deceitful above all things, and it is
exceedingly perverse and corrupt and
severely, mortally sick! Who can know it
[perceive, understand, be acquanted
with his own heart and mind]?
Jeremiah 17: 9 Amplified
I think this is what I have been seeing. The corruption of humanity, the wickedness of our common heart – blind, reckless and ‘severely, mortally sick.’ Cain murderers, we.
Life is one long heartbreak. Over you. About myself.
So I finally could find some few words.
There are two tragedies:
The terrible tragedy that happens to us
is not as great as the tragedy
of what we do to ourselves.
And . . . to those closest by.
What a miracle of God that such wicked hearts could even be changed by the free gift of a New Heart!
What a hideous death the Savior experienced to pay for such hidden, unending, infectious corruption!
Now my tears are of wonder at such a Savior and
“such great a salvation as has now been offered to us.” (Hebrews 2:3)
There is one word that writes a happy ending to the story of our tragic humanity and of “Saving Martha.”
Now there’s nothing to do in life but live thanking Him. . .