Echoes of Something More

I am a softy when it comes to movies and tv shows. I love to watch all kinds of movies and tv shows. Action. Drama. Comedy. And even Foreign. I love to get lost in the stories and plots. I love to see the characters develop and grow. I love to explore the plot lines.

But there is something more about movies that I love even more than the above. I love the echoes of something more. You don’t always hear them. Sometimes they are faint phrases in the background of a bigger plot. Sometimes they are so apparent that the echo sounds as if someone had just said it. Take for instance the move August Rush. The movie is about music right? Or is it? There is an echo of something more in the story. Don’t we all want to be found?! Don’t we all desire to play the music (our lives) the way it was intended to play?! Don’t we all want to connect to that rhythm that is being played across the world and across time?! Echoes of something more. . .possibly the connection of being found by the one who created us. . .Composing “music” with the God who composed life. . .Echoes of something more.

I was watching Eli Stone tonight. It is about this guy who has an aneurysm and now can see visions of the future. Somewhat of the future. These visions help determine which case he will try for a law firm. Before the aneurysm he didn’t have a conscience but now he does. At the end of tonights episode were these words. . .

“There is no faith without hope, no justice without compassion, no humanity without fairness. . .every one of us, the least of us, is still divine.”

Echoes of something more. . .