Its more than a movie. Its reality.
I had been discerning whether or not to go see the movie Risen. In all honesty, through a serious conversion of heart, we live it so there is no need to go see it. Last night, I had to opportunity to do just that.
Yesterday was a rare day in which I was able to attend Holy Mass at 5:30 PM, followed by Stations of the Cross. My children had attended the school Mass earlier that day along with the School Stations of the Cross. I had not been feeling well for the past few days and rather than attend with them, I decided to attend later tonight. My husband had been asking me if I was going to go see the movie “Risen” for the past few days and I had told him that I wanted to but I wanted him to say lets go see this movie. I’m tired of being alone in our family, with our faith. Its not that I am lonely at all, but faith in our Lord was meant to be shared. Its hard when no one wants what you have to share. Before leaving for Holy Mass last night, I asked everyone in my home, once more, “Does anyone want to come with me?”. My 9 year old Chloe said yes.
I attended Holy Mass followed by Stations in deep prayer and contemplation. It was beautiful. Mission San Diego was packed with souls worshiping our Lord. I became lost in Him as I pondered my nothingness and Him being my everything. It was a quiet drive back to my house after, as I was going to pick up my daughter. I contemplated on how peaceful and content it is to be with Him. I also thought about how it was going to be a late night as Friday is my night that I spend in Exposition with our Lord in the Blessed Sacrament also.
The movie was playing not far from my home at 7:50PM so after receiving our Lord, we could attend the movie. A late showing indeed, especially since I was bringing my daughter with me. Jumping ahead, we purchased our tickets, walked in to the theater and sat down. There was only a few other souls in the theater when we got there, but as the time passed before the movie began, more souls came in to watch the movie.
My Chloe cried as the reality of our crucified Lord began to ring home too her and I held her in my arms for the beginning of the movie and in all honesty, I am grateful she fell asleep quickly before all the other things took place in the beginning. I did appreciate the the fact that the makers of the movie did not try to pass our Lord off as just a sex symbol.
The movie ended. The souls in the theater clapped and I woke up my Chloe and got her up to leave. As we got up I noticed two men leaving who looked like the “Iconic” version of our Lord with long hair and body size and smiled to myself. I tried to keep up with them to get a look at their faces and His gentle reminder struck me. “Why Do You Look For The Living Among The Dead?” That voice in my heart touched me and reminded me NEVER to chase after what I thought may be Him but to come to Him. Our Lord was waiting for me in Exposition of the Blessed Sacrament.
As we arrived at home, I got my children ready for bed and off to praying the Rosary. I left again and was off to spend time with our Lord. As I walked into the Chapel which held our Lord there was only one other soul sitting with Him. There were 50 or so chairs set up and only two taken. I hung my head, and began to pray.