
Hey there,
Sair and I just watched an amazing film called Reign Over Me. Basically, it's about a guy who's family was killed in 9/11 and now lives a completely solitary life and suffers from post-traumatic stress syndrome. When, by chance, his college room-mate runs into him (having not seen him for many years) they rekindle their friendship and a process of healing begins. I loved this film because it is a celebration of grace and, oddly enough, friendship.
It wasn't until after watching this film that I realized how little our culture reflects upon friendship. Whenever a deep love between two friends (particularly male friends) is displayed in film or literature, there is often a strong tendency to read homoeroticism into it (e.g The Lord of The Rings films). However, brotherly love is something that, throughout history, has been celebrated in the arts. Perhaps this phenomena may have some connection with our culture having no room for a love that does not seek to devour or posses its object. How sad...
How good and pleasant it is
when brothers live together in unity!
It is like precious oil poured on the head,
running down on the beard,
running down on Aaron's beard,
down upon the collar of his robes.
Psalm 133:1-2

