A Rare Afternoon Delight...

Finally, I decided to see Tom Cruise's movie with my 73-year old mom and my youngest sister. Compounded with excitement, I knew this is going to be a "more than good " movie. I'm actually a loyal fan of the actor's fine craft. Sure, it was; not only for me, my sister but especially to my mom's delight.

The cinema, the colossal screen, and the audio-visual effects that encompasses the movie are for me art forms. Thus, when I'm at the theater, munching and even drinking H20 are prohibited; only whispers of approval towards what is before me.

Usually, mom will at least ask me one time to take her for a bathroom break.It won't be an inconvenience if she did. Obviously, she isn't going to doze off either and render me with questions she couldn't seem to follow about the dialogue and plots of the movie--didn't happen. We all were like fastened to our seats with just interrupted sighs and motions of great anticipation...an action-packed movie that solidifies the theme "love and good prevails;" that is what I come away with it anyway---that perspective!~.

More than two hours of pure delight with my mom and my sister at the theater is more than enough to ease temporarily what's beneath those silent heartthrobs, tears that are held back  and thoughts of raging uncertainties that seem to lurk @ me any given time.

However, this three-day weekend has empowered me to a new dream...  one that I know doable, functional and real without encroachment in every way.., that is: back.to drawing near to God's epistles and begin to sow a seed for repentance and forgiveness and spiritual wisdom.