Saturday night, after almost a years worth of anticipation from watching ambiguous previews and internet trailers, I was finally able to unwrap this mystery of a movie called Cloverfield. If you have not seen this movie, please do. It is cinematography and suspense masterpiece. There is not one movie out like it. The whole movie is based upon this love story really. A guy falls in love with a girl and before he moves to Japan they have that awkward see you with another person deal and parted ways on a bad note. Well the city was evacuated and he refused to leave her behind. The entire movie is based around this one guy going after his girl that he loves and finally realizes in this circumstance of tragedy that he cannot live without. She calls him from a cell phone and says she is laying under a wall, the monster is right above her apartment building and the military is going to bomb that part of the city sooner than later, but he still goes after her. I remember when I thought I was in love a few years back. I let her key my car, steal things fro my apartment, disrespect me, and downright use me all because I loved her and then after all of that went back to her because I loved her. You here all these crazy romantic stories of people doing outrageous things for those they love. We are enamored by these stories, they do something within us, they evoke emotions that we can’t quite explain. Why do romantic stories of love touch us so much? Why do we even want to love or be loved?
They say that amputee patients often have phantom itches. These are sensations of itching on the appendage that was removed from the body. Like if I were to have my left foot cut off, I would ask the nurse to scratch it for me because it itches. They are missing something they were born with, something they were meant to have. Because they know it was there and is now gone. What does that have to do with love or as the great Tina Turner would sang (not sing because the girl can sang!), “What’s love got to do, got to do with it?”
In Ecclesiastes the author says that God has placed eternity in the hearts of all men (chapter 3). This brings forth the idea that we have things in our heart that have been covered or darkened by sin. We were created in a certain way and because of sin we have fallen from this original make up. We still have this deep longing to be loved or to love within us though. This desire came from God. We were created to have a relationship with God, like Adam did before the fall, walking in the Gardens. This relationship was ripped apart by sin and now thousands and thousands of years later we are missing something we were born to have, love. We search far and wide for this love, but can never quite fin it. The closest love we know to the love that God created us to know was a mother or father’s love for their child. We do not rest until we find this love or we begin to die. In the midst of all these great chick flicks and love stories we forget the first act of love, the original, most epic one of all:
“For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life. For God did not send his Son into the world to condemn the world, but to save the world through him (John 3:16-17, NIV).”
Jesus came as a sign of God’s love. God crushed Jesus because He loves us! God offers a way to feel that lost love, through Christ. That is some crazy love! The kind of love I cannot fully grasp in my little mind. A perfect God would send Himself as Son, Jesus Christ, leave perfection, leave any boundaries or limitation, leave the Holy Throne, to live on earth, be rejected, and eventually brutally killed. Talk about a man chasing his love through Chaos. Talk about a bridegroom (Christ) doing anything for His bride (church)! That love is amazing and it is that love that we all yearn for.
As I walked out of Cloverfield I thought, what a beautiful love story, what a great way to show one man going through what seemed chaos and hell to find his love, to save her. Then I thanked Jesus for loving me and rode off into the night…