sydney work, canberra christmas, sydney new year, sydney work, move out, house-sit.
i did watch a movie with my friend robin and my cousin michelle, the new wes anderson film, darjeeling limited, which i greatly enjoyed
i think the thing i like about his films is the way they grow on you. you're along for the ride, and you just take what comes.
his other films,
at once are not, yet are, road movies, but they all feel like they are.
the thing i find with road movies is that you expect them to change. which they do - except they don't. the characters have these epiphanies, these experiences, which is great. but they're all external. they all happen to you.
what therefore depresses me is that we expect them to be different, we want to believe people can be changed by what happens to them, by putting yourself in a position where things can happen that will affect some change in you.
but as a rule, people are who they are, and any change is a rarity.
we may learn to adapt differently, but that doesn't mean we stop some of the more negative things that just keep happening to us.
so i still long for that life changing road-trip, i feel it's almost hard-wired into me. yet, still being a strong believer in a sovereign God, i need to keep reminding myself that the only thing that can truly affect lasting life change is a renewal in the Spirit.
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looks like a good movie
"so i still long for that life changing road-trip, i feel it's almost hard-wired into me. yet, still being a strong believer in a sovereign God, i need to keep reminding myself that the only thing that can truly affect lasting life change is a renewal in the Spirit."
-me too
- me too!
plus I loved the Dad's luggage - how awesome to have a personalised leather travel goods like that!
and whats the deal with the mother... maternal love for others but not her own?
it was great - "are those dad's glasses?" "is that dad's razor? i think it's unfair that you should get his razor, it's really all of ours', and really come to think of it, i was his favourite..."
and the mum was interesting, she was sort of the epitome of the fruitless, goalless roadtrip they were on. as it was all about finding her, and in finding her they realised it wasn't about finding her.
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