No matter how many times I have seen this film over the years, I never grow tired of this one scene. The Color Purple is filled with many great scenes like this, but there is something about this one part that grabs a hold of something deep inside and shakes my soul.

Part of it would be the pure innocence of that moment-innocent in that it was a demonstration of truth, repentance and forgiveness; an honest moment if you will. Those are the times when we are our most real. Be that an epiphany that is a purely singular experience or it is one like what we see depicted above, something that is shared amongst a throng of individuals and to varying degrees, causes a change in them as well. Either way, the individual that is party to such an experience is truly blessed and I can only pray that when in the presence of such profound meaning we learn to harness it, take advantage of it and grow as human beings.

Believe it or not, this was all spurred on during a little down time. I was in my study partaking in a little rest and relaxation. Engaged in rather competitive TU ZB match on Reach and enjoying a typically enthralling debate between Dr. William Lane Craig and Shabir Ally, I started humming to myself.

“God is trying to tell you something…”

I can not say that this song was triggered by any outside stimuli; at least not any that was apparent. Perhaps it was something in the dialogue of the debate that subconsciously triggered the memory. I doubt that it was anything in the game that caused it, and I haven’t watched the film proper in at least a few years. But I guess it’s like riding that bike after an extended detachment. Once something is ingrained in you it’s hard to let it go. Sometimes that’s a good thing, sometimes not. Anything that draws you nearer to God is a good thing so to that I would say that this would qualify as the later.

I guess it depends on how you choose to ride this time around. Listening to the Holy Spirit or not and expecting different results, more commonly known as insanity.

Assuming you haven’t gone riding in a while, the initial effort to keep balance may prove to be a challenge. But with a little effort and a dabble of time, you’re off to the races, full speed ahead with no time to look back.  When you look back, you crash: and crashing hurts. You need time to heal your wounds and gather your courage before you may chose to ride again but eventually you’ll have to ride again. Either that or be swallowed by the nothing.