Because the paths to the Lord are inscrutable
Because the essence of His forgiveness
Lies in His word and in His mystery
Because although God sends us the message
It is our task to decipher it
Because when we open our arms
The earth takes in only a hollow and senseless shell
Far away now is the soul in its eternal glory
Because it is in pain that we find the meaning of life
And the state of grace that we lose when we are born
Because God, in His infinite wisdom, puts the solution in our hands
And because it is only in His physical absence
That the place He occupies in our souls is reaffirmed.
I recently watched the movie – El Laberinto Del Fauno (The Faun's Labyrinth) also known as Pan's Labyrinth in some countries, which is a dark fantasy film, written and directed by Mexican film-maker Guillermo del Toro.
These particular words that were spoken by a priest, during Carmen’s funeral, is one of the most touching eulogies that I have ever heard in a movie (with subtitles). Going over and over the scene, I finally penned it down here, a place where I come in my darkest hours.
Because the essence of His forgiveness
Lies in His word and in His mystery
Because although God sends us the message
It is our task to decipher it
Because when we open our arms
The earth takes in only a hollow and senseless shell
Far away now is the soul in its eternal glory
Because it is in pain that we find the meaning of life
And the state of grace that we lose when we are born
Because God, in His infinite wisdom, puts the solution in our hands
And because it is only in His physical absence
That the place He occupies in our souls is reaffirmed.
I recently watched the movie – El Laberinto Del Fauno (The Faun's Labyrinth) also known as Pan's Labyrinth in some countries, which is a dark fantasy film, written and directed by Mexican film-maker Guillermo del Toro.
These particular words that were spoken by a priest, during Carmen’s funeral, is one of the most touching eulogies that I have ever heard in a movie (with subtitles). Going over and over the scene, I finally penned it down here, a place where I come in my darkest hours.
I just couldn’t get over the fact that when we die, all that is left behind is a ‘hollow and senseless shell’ and the soul is lost forever. Memories slowly fade away and die with those that we shared them with and that one day all traces of ourselves will be lost forever. All that will ever remain is a name on a stone laid there by the people we loved and who loved us back. Will the soul ever find eternal l glory, heaven or hell (whatever you want to believe in)? Or will it just vanish, just as our names will as the world progresses?
