beyond the Misty Mountains
by Andrea Elizabeth
Yesterday was bad news day, today is appreciate transcendence day. The classic atheist argument is how can a good god let bad things happen. I really like the comeback that says that God is proven in that goodness exists despite all the badness. My favorite good thing lately is the Hobbit trailer where the dwarves sing awesomely.
Tumnus playing his flute in front of the fire for Lucy in The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe movie has a similar effect.
I am also thinking that there is a fine line between being apathetic about what happens for the reasons detailed yesterday, and, in addition to music and other beautiful things, because of a belief in resurrection and the surpassing greatness of experiencing God’s glory. After one has properly grieved over suffering. Sort of like how Fawkes comforts Harry and his friends, in the book, more so than the movie.
“Somewhere out in the darkness a phoenix was singing in a way Harry had never heard before: a stricken lament of terrible beauty. And Harry felt, as he had felt about phoenix song before, that the music was inside him, not without: it was his own grief turned magically to song that echoed across the grounds and through the castle windows. How long they all stood there listening, he did not know, nor why it seemed to ease their pain a little to listen to the sound of their mourning.” (pgs 614-615. Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince)