So, I have a confession to make. My sisters and I love the movie “Joe Versus the Volcano.”
It’s like we are in this little club of extreme geeks who are the only ones who will get it when we say blankly to each other,
I have no response to that.
I know he can get the job but can he DO the job? I’m NOT arguing that with you. I’m not arguing that with YOU.
Well, I don’t know what to say. You tell me you’re dying. You tell me you’re jumping into a volcano. My mind is a blank.
Or that we all know the answer to “Where should we go?” is “Away from the things of man.”
And that we should never really go anywhere without a waterproof steamer trunk. Or four. (A sure way to live to be a thousand years old.)
There is language, so for my fellow LDS friends, please don’t judge my eternal salvation on the fact that I have a soft spot for this film.
I also wonder if I may lose a friendship over this confession. I mean, it might be the final straw for some of my readers. (As if I haven’t been more offensive on an almost daily basis on Facebook. 🙂 )
I am willing to risk it. I am just a girl writing a blog, sharing her deepest secrets on the internet…
But, here I am thinking about Joe. He was diagnosed with a brain cloud, which apparently is terminal. So he quits his job and sets out for a grand adventure which is supposed to culminate with him jumping into a volcano.
And just today I thought it would be nice to remember what Joe remembered during his journey.
Because the people residing on this old planet earth–well, a lot of us seem to have forgotten that there is a Bigger Something watching out for us, and that we are kind of all in this together. All in this together, floating on a fragile, blue beautiful sphere in the immensity of forever.
We need to wake up and remember that there is also something bigger than us that moves in glory and beauty all around us and that turns all bad things to good for us if we let It. We need to remember that there is balm at the end of bitterness, because it is Truth. And it is Bigger than anything that can happen here on this little blue sphere we call home.
Patricia told Joe something her father taught her:
My father says that almost the whole world is asleep. Everybody you know. Everybody you see. Everybody you talk to. He says that only a few people are awake and they live in a state of constant total amazement.
So, here is an idea for all of you who are feeling discouraged and disheartened and scared.
Quit reading my blog for a second, and go outside and if it’s night, look up. Find the moon. Find the stars. Find the Milky Way.
Look up and wake up.
Remember how big.
Remember that in the vastness of the universe, that Universe loves us. Loves us infinitely and perfectly and that there is truly, in spite of our limited understanding, a Greater Power that conquers all evil and vanquishes all sorrow. And that while we may feel like we are being beaten in a battle that is impossible to win, there are powers that we cannot see that will always turn the tide and that good and love truly can conquer all.
That’s what Joe did.
He was in the middle of the ocean, starving and thirsty, and then, the moon started to rise.
Have you ever seen the moon rise over the ocean? I am not one for “bucket lists”, but I think we should all get to see the moon rise over the ocean at least once. Or maybe over a mountain, or a sea of tall grass…
When Joe saw the moon, he remembered.
He remembered how big the Creator or whatever Higher Power you refer to…he remembered how big.
Dear God, whose name I do not know – thank you for my life. I forgot how BIG… thank you. Thank you for my life.