The Hours

Where does human suffering loose faith in God, so tragically that to give one's life, rather than bestow friendship and trust in the lord, thy Jehovah?


In the Movie, The Hours, (Reinartz, 2002), an author, a man, "Richard" questioned why must he live and suffer so? For the sake of others, who want him to...for the companionship, for the memorial gifts of sacrifice? His self-preservation must exist to merely exist, for the sake of satisfying others? He asked, "who is there for the hours before and the hours after, when are the hours between are occupied" (Reinartz, 2002).




The hours before and after, one is left alone, who is there? The character councils not to relieve himself, from the personal torment of suffering, He councils to move, but to persist, while his inquiry did not satisfy a spiritual conclusion. Only a rather worldly perspective, the brilliance and trust is that even in the depths of loneliness, in the evil-abyss of humanity and Earth, a miraculous event takes precedence, in one definite place for a fortunate few. For me, in particularly, it is a simple gesture, in the early hours of the morning, lying comfortably in my bed, in my own personal realm of inquiry. In this realm, I question and answer life's obstacles and question matters: why, because, how did this or that come about, why must this or that suffer, what is the purpose of that, what will be the outcome, solutions and how can that change help? In this state of ugliness and extremely bad halitosis, I find a beam beckoning and a signal of light through the clean-white blinds, with ecstatic intensity, focusing fantasma upon the walls.




The light suggests that I do have a friend after all; I do have a reason for existence. I suffer to find why God drains me, and brings me back to him, to depend on the most essential thing, to exist to have life and to depend on GOD. For he created Earth, the stars, men and the beckoning light, glowing to awaken me from inquiry in the lovely hours of the morning. Through one simple sparkling instance, a fantastic entity, as even as minuscule as a star illuminating, to give even the worst suffering pleasurable-breath, means that honor is and life is something we must all bear. There is something we must suffer and live for, life…in the hours before and after. We must have faith.




Faith spends time with God, Jesus the Jehovah, the Lord our Savior… in the hours before and the hours after, not in-between. For he is the truth, for sometimes he must taketh away all things, to show us the glory and the truth in the light.




I leave with one final thought: resonating evil can only persist if you allow it. If you pray for change God will bring change, satisfying that change. Maybe not what you want or when you think you need it, however, he will bring change. How you need it, when you need it, for he is the greatest and final authority…He is GOD. My glory and greatest lover…is GOD!




Works Cited

Reinartz, J. (2002). The Hours.