I no longer believe love works like a fairy tale but like farming. Most of it is just getting up early and tilling the soil and then praying for rain. But if we do the work, we might just wake up one day to find an endless field of crops rolling into the horizon. In my opinion, that’s even better than a miracle.
The problem is this:
Those of us who are never satisfied with our accomplishments secretly believe nobody will love us unless we’re perfect. We don’t think of our flaws as the glue that binds us to the people we love, but they are.
Grace only sticks to our imperfections. Those who can’t accept their imperfections can’t accept grace either.
“I don’t know if I will have the time to write any more letters, because I might be too busy trying to participate. So, if this does end up being the last letter, I just want you to know that I was in a bad place before I started high school, and you helped me. Even if you didn’t know what I was talking about, or know someone who’s gone through it, you made me not feel alone. Because I know there are people who say all these things don’t happen. And there are people who forget what it’s like to be sixteen when they turn seventeen. I know these will all be stories some day, and our pictures will become old photographs. We all become somebody’s mom or dad. But right now, these moments are not stories. This is happening. I am here, and I am looking at her. And she is so beautiful. I can see it. This one moment when you know you’re not a sad story. You are alive. And you stand up and see the lights on the buildings and everything that makes you wonder. And you’re listening to that song, and that drive with the people who you love most in this world. And in this moment, I swear, we are infinite.”
I like to work with women. I don’t have so many possibilities because most of the time I work with male directors so… And I like the complicity and the intimacy between women on set. I think that between women you get straight to the point easier sometimes.
A los que aman dir. Isabel Coixet (1998) The Matrix Reloaded dir. Lana and Lilly Wachowski (2003) The Matrix Revolutions dir. Lana and Lilly Wachowski (2003) The Man Who Loves dir. Maria Sole Tognazzi (2008) The Private Lives of Pippa Lee dir. Rebecca Miller (2009) Don’t Look Back dir. Marina de Van (2009) The Whistleblower dir. Larysa Kondracki (2010) It Happened in Saint-Tropez dir. Danièle Thompson (2013) The Wonders dir. Alice Rohrwacher (2014)
And there is something profoundly humbling about knowing God. I’m not talking about the trinket God or the genie-in-a-lamp God. I mean the God who invented the tree in my front yard, the beauty of my sweetheart, the taste of a blueberry, the violence of a river at flood. There are a lot of religious trends that would have us controlling God, telling us that if we do this that and the other, God will jump through our hoops like a monkey. But this other God, this real God, is awesome and strong, all-encompassing and passionate, and for reasons I will never understand, he wants to father us.
Andy: From now on, we will be using code names. You can address me as Eagle One. Ann, code name: Been There, Done That. April is Currently Doing That. Donna is It Happened Once In A Dream. Chris, code name: If I Had To Pick A Dude. Ben is Eagle Two.
If you ask me, the way to tell if a person knows God for real, I mean knows the real God, is that they will fear him. They wouldn’t go around making absurd political assertions and drop God’s name like an ace card, and they wouldn’t be making absurd statements about how God wants to make you rich and how if you send some money to their ministry God will bless you. And for that matter, they wouldn’t be standing on a beach shouting about how they are God, twirling around in the waves. It seems like, if you really knew the God who understands the physics of our existence, you would operate a little more cautiously, a little more compassionately, a little less like you are the center of the universe.