Remember when Tom and I lived in that one-bedroom apartment before we moved to this farm? Well, as usual we watched LOST (season 4) one night there and, while the end credits rolled, I told Tom (with a happy sigh), "I'm glad there's such a show as LOST. I love it. What a delight."
And then I skipped LOST for many, many months.
(I'm funny that way. heh.).
Eventually Tom and I saw a sprinkling of season 5 episodes, then a smattering of season 6 and then--finally--this past week through Netflix, we finished the last ten episodes.
Wow. Though some rabid fans groaned about The End, I loved it. Even more so when afterward, still reeling, I read this as-clear-as-it-gets explanation online from one of the writers. Some nifty stuff there.
My favorite characters from the early days of LOST? Jack Shepherd, John Locke and Sayid Jarrah. Why? Because while whole crowds of the survivors spent days, weeks, sitting in the sand, whining about their fate and the work it required just to stay alive--Jack, John and Sayid totally ran with the spirit of adventure. They didn't lounge with the beach wallowers and wish away the whole scary island thing, but rather, their gifts, callings and talents rose to the top and they became brave protectors, healers and warriors. And leaders.
Did the three of them always make right choices? Uh, no. Were they flawed and often afraid? Yes! But still they made choices and took risks rather than just leaning against palm trees, hiding from this life which was thrust upon them, waiting for various monsters to simply wander away. Instead, they, even though afraid, left the safety (and boredom) of camp and faced The Others and varied, assorted dangers.
Sometimes Sawyer was like that. Kate, Hurley and a couple others, too. But their warrior spirits came and went, along with the right motives, as well. There in one adventure, gone in the next. Jack, too, lost his warrior spirit for awhile, but kept it after he saw, really saw, that the island made him into the courageous man he could become no other way.
And John Locke, though often making wrong decisions, never lost his joy of leaping through the woods, setting free the brave spirit trapped inside him for years, trying always to hear what his heart was speaking, though again, his heart wasn't always correct.
Sayid, though not technically a leader, was one of the most amazing, loyal, right-hand men any guy in charge could ever want. Give Sayid a dangerous task and he'd do it--no whining, no turning away and almost no questioning, either. A leader's dream follower.
Lots of people say all the good tv shows disappeared years ago, and well, I disagree. Somehow I seem to always find just the right, inspiring tv program that I need 'at such a time as this.' Most likely that's why I stopped watching LOST back in 2008--perhaps God preferred that I save LOST until now, until this unemployment season when each day requires that I, like Jack, John and Sayid, run boldly, bravely through my own jungles, not wishing them away or cowering in them, nor dreading what could be waiting just beyond the trees. But facing each new adventure courageously.
May we all, with God's wisdom, strength and grace, bravely face what awaits each of us down our own jungle paths.
Perhaps our current overwhelming problem is meant to free the real, courageous person inside who's been waiting for this opportunity to escape and shine!
"Arise, shine; for your light has come, and the glory of the Lord has risen upon you."