Thursday, February 4, 2010

Fun with Jane and Jane...



I wrote this about a month ago, but never posted it because at the time it was crap. But now it doesn't seem to be the crap I thought it once was. Hurrah!

I have switched gears from Jane Eyre to Jane Austen. Double Jane. This can't be healthy....
So, why the sudden Jane obsession? Fate. My Jane Eyre obsession happened after watching the movie and happening upon the novel at Deseret Book for about $4. The Jane Austen obsession, however, was born last night, at about 12:30 in the morning, after watching Becoming Jane for the first time. My impressions? They are as follows: *ahem*......... *giggle*, awww, GAH! *sob* THERE'S A KNIFE IN ME HEART!!!!
After I calmed down a bit and dried my tears, I laid there for a while, just observing a forming epiphany. And here she be: Decisions are everything. Every thought, every action, every blink of an eye, is a choice. The choices Jane Austen made in the film affected her thoughts, her character, her happiness, and ultimately, the entire course of her life. THE choice, the choice to leave Tom Lefory, was agony, and in the opinion of many females in America, the worst choice a woman could possibly make. But no matter how much they think so, the fact remains that Jane's choice was the right one. To quote Albus Dumbledore, "The time will come when you will have to choose between what is right and what is easy." What an awesome quote. And it's so true, too! In Jane's situation, staying with Tom, marrying him, living with and loving him until she died was a glorius, easy proposition. But she was so selfless, so in love with Tom, that she was able to do what was best for him, even though it tore her soul to pieces. Love, true love, requires sacrifice.
Which brings us to a gospel tie in. The Atonement was a choice. It was essential to the plan of salvation, yes. There would be no plan of salvation without it. But it was a choice. In Gethsemane, Christ could have walked away. He could have said "Nope, sorry, I'm done!" He was tempted to. But then love kicked in. Love for his Father, love for you, love for me, and love for all of the world. True love. True love requires sacrifice. The ultimate sacrifice. Without the Atonement, the ultimate sacrifice, there would be no love, no bliss, no anything. A bunch of mindless robots forced in a "The Giver" world. No color. No emotion. No love.
I love these kinds of movies. The gospel is so THERE and prominent in them, even if those who create them don't even realize.
How incredibly, inconceivably, almost irrationally awesome.

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