Sunday, January 27, 2008

Heart stirrings from the slave movie - Amistad

I watched this movie last night that I think will stick with me forever. It is called Amistad - a true story of a slave ship. It is rated R and is horrifying. I do not recommend it to everyone. The story is about slaves that broke free from their chains and killed most of the crew, and is a lot more involved than that. What was stunning, was to see these beautiful Africans - strong, healthy, and in their prime, being captured, brought to a ship - made to pack together, naked in narrow spaces with their hands in shackles, and necks shackled, nowhere for the vomit, etc to escape... the crying, dying, (dead thrown overboard), and a slave girl has a 1/2 white baby... one scene shows this man being whipped, blood spurting everywhere, and a slave woman and baby watch, edging closer to the railing, then slips off the railing, unwilling to stay a moment longer watching... and horrors of horrors, the crew take a rail off, throw a large bag of heavy rocks overboard, pulling body after body (50 in all) down to the bottom of the ocean. (apparently the provisions weren't enough for all). It is absolutely unbelievable the shame and crime against these people.
Past slavery has played a part in why we adopted from Africa. If we could somehow, some way offer recompense for all the crime laid against these people, it would (maybe a strange idea) wash away some of the guilt. After watching the movie, it hit me, that I have my own little African boy, I want so much to treat him with the utmost tenderness. Seeing some of those men suffer was like seeing my boy, in a different day, treated like that. What a privilege it would be to pour out only love and gentleness to him. And yet... have I done that? I've only had good intentions in bringing him into our family, but in reality it's been a struggle. Like Paul in the Bible, I do what I don't want to do, and don't do what I know I should.
I guess one of my greatest desires is to learn to be gentle. I would love to give all my kids what they deserve. In the meantime, I have hope in the fact that God will complete the good work begun in us.

1 comment:

Michael and Michelle said...

Hello,
My husband and I are adopting from Ethiopia. I just got your blog address from my friend who got it from your sister-in-law.
When did you guys get home?? What agency did you use? When did you start the process??
I have lots of questions for you.
Let's keep in touch.
Michelle

Psalm 127

1.Unless the Lord builds the house, its builders labor in vain...
3.
Sons are a heritage from the Lord, children a reward from him.
4. Like arrows
in the hands of a warrior are sons born in one's youth.
5. Blessed is the man
whose quiver is full of them. They will not be put to shame when they contend
with their enemies in the gate.