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Everybody's Fine

Cory and I don't keep up with movies much so we don't know what to watch when we actually are able to sit down together and watch one so we will just randomly pick one off of on demand. Last night we chose a movie called, "Everybody's Fine". I must have cried through the whole thing, lol. I have not had a movie effect me like that in a long time. It was just so close to reality in the world today and it broke my heart to watch this man try to connect with his family and come face to face with a different world than he was used to as well as all of the mistakes he made.

I thought about how I used to live in a world just like his where everyone pretended and smiled and lied to each others' faces. I knew I never fit in, but I would try and try until one day I asked myself why. Then,I thought about my friends and family who are still stuck in that pretentious world and they don't even know there is something else available. They can have a life of honesty where they can be real and not ashamed. They can experience unconditional love and acceptance, but they don't know it. So, they just keep pretending that everything is fine day in and day out while they are really dying inside. Then, I realized the reason most people never find the freedom that can only be found in a true relationship with Christ is because of religion.

God allowed me to see that the man in the movie represented all churches as a whole. They put so much pressure on people to be perfect that they don't allow people to be real. So people choose to go through life pretending than to risk upsetting others and not being accepted. Is acceptance really worth it if you aren't being accepted for who you really are? We all make mistakes and we all fail at times, but how can God help if we keep pretending everything is fine?






The ablove was originally written... March 27th, 2010 at 9:49am...  I've decided to go through some old blogs that I posted on other sites and combine them all into one place (here;). 















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