Auntie Mame was playing at the Granada Theater a block from our home. My mother wanted to see the movie, and promised me massive amounts of popcorn with butter if I would accompany her. We went to the early showing on a Saturday afternoon.
It snowed all morning, about five inches, and now the sun was so bright the snow became one big glare. By the time we navigated the hundred yards to the Granada, our eyes were streaming tears. Mine winced, and I complained they even hurt.
When we hit the pitch black inside of the theater, it took us a full five minutes before we could take our first halting step to find a seat -- the place was packed. I held my Mom’s hand, and we stumbled our way down to a few rows up from the enormous screen. The movie had started, and my Mom promised me we would stay through the beginning of the next showing in order to catch up.
I loved the movie, and my mother laughed so hard she said she wet her pants, which grossed me out to the max. I found the scene where Mame goes on a Broadway stage with her best friend Vera Charles, and is wearing massive jewelry made of bells. The Broadway audience could barely hear Vera’s lines over the din of Mame’s jewelry, and so Vera yells at Mame that she sounds like a herd of reindeer. It cracked me up, and I shrieked with such laughter that my Mom poked me hard in the side – ironically, so she might hear the movie.
On a few occasions, Lent can be bright, so bright it will blind us. Lent’s light is at times like a laser beam, aimed to show us the pure unadulterated Truth of our bad habits. It is hard to witness, and may even move us to tears. Lent will show us our laziness in being forgiving, our many failures to love without conditions, and an attitude too often bloated by jealousy, meanness, rudeness, or the need to put someone so far down, they will need to have light piped down to them.
Maybe this is why Lent only occurs for a few days, and once a year. Otherwise it would be too much to handle. Blindingly bright light cannot be handled for long. It really does hurt.
O, Lord of Lent, open our eyes on a daily basis, so we can see, be aware, pay attention, and notice our behavior and attitude. Keep the light on for us, so we can be conscious of when and where and how we must change or repent or both. Amen
Reverend William R. Grimbol has spent the past 30+ years helping people create and develop strong spiritual connections with loved ones and God. He is also a published author, with over a dozen books to his credit.