I have been
reading Life of Pi, by Yann
Martel, for the past couple of days.
Though I fell upon the audiobook a couple months ago at a thrift store, knowing the premise of the novel involved a boy and a lion (being an animal
lover) I really hesitated on reading it because stories with animal characters
usually crush my heart and a big messy cry happens at some point during the
reading. Fearing the shedding of tears I
waited until I had a day of low energy and I needed something to distract my
mind while I rested in bed. Having zero
energy to read I put the first cd on my cd player and quickly was transported
to the Pondicherry Zoo in India where I met teenage Pi (a Hindu-Christian-Muslim) who at his young age has such a concrete understanding of God that surpasses many theologians:
"There are
always those who take it upon themselves to defend God, as if Ultimate Reality,
as if the sustaining frame of existence, were something weak and
helpless. These people walk by a widow deformed by leprosy begging for a
few paise, walk by children dressed in rags living in the street, and they
think, "Business as usual." But if they perceive a slight against God,
it is a different story. Their faces go red, their chests heave mightily,
they sputter angry words. The degree of their indignation is
astonishing. Their resolve is frightening.
These people fail to realize that it is on the inside that God must be defended, not on the outside. They should direct their anger at themselves. For evil in the open is but evil from within that has been let out. The main battlefield for good is not the open ground of the public arena but the small clearing of each heart. Meanwhile, the lot of widows and homeless children is very hard, and it is to their defense, not God's, that the self-righteous should rush."
These people fail to realize that it is on the inside that God must be defended, not on the outside. They should direct their anger at themselves. For evil in the open is but evil from within that has been let out. The main battlefield for good is not the open ground of the public arena but the small clearing of each heart. Meanwhile, the lot of widows and homeless children is very hard, and it is to their defense, not God's, that the self-righteous should rush."
BEAUTIFUL!
When I come across words that are placed
together so precisely and intentional goose bumps literally cover my
flesh. While I still haven’t gotten to
the crying part in the novel, I absolutely recommend this book there are so many mind
blowing sentences that read like poetic prose and the meaning so deep that it makes
the ocean seem shallow. This book might just ruin me for sometime to come where
picking up another novel won’t be easy, but perhaps the viewing of the film
will be just as significant.
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