This week's Blue Room email reflection (subscribe here, though we'll be going back to monthly-ish once Lent ends) was about the movie Stranger Than Fiction, one of my favorites.
A friend and subscriber sent a message back that it's also one of her favorites; in fact she taught a Sunday School class on it some time ago. The closing voice-over became the closing "prayer" for the class, and she was kind to send it along as a reminder. Here it is.
Sometimes, when we lose ourselves in fear and despair, in routine and constancy, in hopelessness and tragedy, we can thank God for Bavarian sugar cookies.
And fortunately, when there aren't any cookies, we can still find reassurance in a familiar hand on our skin, or a kind and loving gesture, or a subtle encouragement, or a loving embrace, or an offer of comfort.
Not to mention hospital gurneys, and nose plugs, and uneaten Danish, and soft-spoken secrets, and Fender Stratocasters, and maybe the occasional piece of fiction.
And we must remember that all these things, the nuances, the anomalies, the subtleties, which we assume only accessorize our days are, in fact, here for a much larger and nobler cause: They are here to save our lives.
I know the idea seems strange.
But I also know that it just so happens to be true.
from Stranger Than Fiction, screenplay by Zach Helm