Last night’s Five Minute Friday was kind of weird for me. Lots of glitches. Tweetchat didn’t work right. My Kindle froze up. I was tired. Kate Motaung, our hostess, was missing in action and scheduled the word prompt announcement – what? Just kidding, Kate, hope you are having a wonderful unplugged time! I stayed around for the “scheduled announcement” and then went right to sleep. The word wasn’t unexpected and yet it posed a plethora of possibilities, almost spiraling my tired mind into confusion, until this morning at 5 a.m. I awoke with the scene of my favorite movie in my mind and Grandpapa shouting,
(Image from A Walk In The Clouds)
The 300 year old vineyard was in ashes. The family was devastated. All hope laid in charred ruin. Then Keenu Reeves to the rescue – he runs up to the sacred Mother vine, with brute force and masculine finesse, he pulls it up out of the ground and runs back to the weeping family. “Look, look,” he says to Grandfather. Abuelito takes out his grape-cutter from his torn, sooty pocket and begins to gently cut into the root with examining eyes.
Mary Magdalene runs from the tomb site, bursts into the room with the eleven weeping disciples…
He’s alive! He’s alive!
In one scene, a family vineyard is saved.
In history’s greatest scene, behind torn curtain, on a quake-ravaged earth…
The very word, ALIVE, is pregnant with HOPE!
And, as I’ve said for many years.
HOPE changes everything.