203 Year Old Wisdom
- mtaylor3021
- Apr 14, 2016
- 2 min read
This blog is a little bit of a follow up to yesterday’s Cinderella reference.
I recently watched the 2005 movie “Pride & Prejudice”. I remember seeing it years ago but that was when I was embittered and had a heart of stone – this recent viewing left me a big pile of mush. I had a hard time keeping up with the old English words and I missed so much of the body language which makes this movie beautiful. All of the nice words spoken with a smile but the meanings harsh and cold.
So, then next night I promptly watched it again!!
Strange, perhaps but I’ve been single for five years now (on purpose) and this movie is almost too romantic to withstand. Please do not make your men watch this film.

I have a point to this blog somewhere – first of all, we live in a very vulgar period of history, and Jane Austen’s tale is extraordinary, pure fantasy published 203 years ago. It was actually written in 1796 or 1797 and sat in her drawer for 16 years, it was not until she was a published author that she released it!!!! This movie rendition is feminine indulgence at its best if you ever get two hours to enjoy it.
Okay – now to a deeper revelation –
The movie left me feeling like a orphan (on the outside) – which completely connects with yesterday’s Cinderella reference. If we have inner voices or beliefs that keep us in prison we can become orphans – burned up like cinder – we must become ALIVE to be valuable to those in our life. We cannot live as stone without hurting those we love.
I am not saying that I think Jesus is like Mr. Darcy – don’t misunderstand me please, but I AM saying that God loves us much more than we can imagine. If we could only see ourselves with His eyes – with His heart – with His forgiveness……. and if the movie helps me gain a deeper understanding it is in the way that the character, Darcy, “sees” Elizabeth
– what if God longs for us to let go of our “pride and prejudice” and Embrace Dignity………
What if we really are beautiful?
What if we really are lovable?
What if we really are worthy?

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