i saw the movie The Legend of Tarzan the other day, and i cant get it out of my head. the reason is because that very morning i was asking Jesus to romance me, i was asking Him to help me see His Love for me and that it would breakthrough a little deeper to become more and more of a reality, no longer merely head knowledge.
backing up a bit… my parents do conferences to take men and women deeper into the Love-Knowing of Jesus. movie clips are something that they use to open eyes. movies tell stories that are true about us. they symbolize the larger story. they capture us and captivate us because they so often tell our stories. and oftentimes there is a Jesus character within a film. many times i have heard people say that Daniel Day Lewis in the Last of the Mohicans was their favorite picture of Jesus. or Richard Gere in Shall We Dance.
Tarzan quickly became mine.
a little more than half way through the movie i realized it. i found myself drawn to the mystery, the strength, the allure, the wildness, the paradox of safety and unsafety of Tarzan. as was his wife in the movie: Jane. there is passion and electricity between them. their intimacy is like off the charts, something you feel weird watching beside your dad in the 6th row seat in a movie theater. but as risqué as it sounds, i truly believe more and more that that is where we are headed with Jesus. if we are His BRIDE, if He wants all of us, all of our love, affection, devotion, if He is WILD with everything in Him, his pursuit, love for us, His very being…. then i really think this is the picture of what is to come.
now im not there yet. i am almost embarrassed to think of it this way. something in me is hesitant to surrender to this reckless abandon. but i know in my heart that it is true, and i can’t wait for the day that i love him this much.
i wont give away much, but this movie and story is one of Romance, set in a battle of a larger drama, and an epic rescue must take place. Jane needs rescuing. lives are at risk. but what was so mesmerizing was that Jane was SO POWERFULLY settled and confident in her trust of her husband. she knew that she knew that she knew he would come for her. that he was doing whatever it took to rescue her and free her and bring her back to him. that was another huge thing that struck me, he didn’t just want her to be free, he wanted her back to him.
bad guys knew of their love. she was his “weakness.” get the girl, and you got Tarzan, because she is his heart. the bad guy says “He is Tarzan, you are jane, He will come for you.” hello…. Jesus.
at another point Tarzan says to his comrade who sort of saved his life: “Do you think I care about my life? They have HER.”
he was so wild. never to be tamed. he protected her fiercely. he summoned nature to aid him in his rescue. he fought the beasts and was always victorious. he was only capable of good and justice and love.
in a scene where the bad guy and jane discourse, he says: Your husband’s wildness disturbs me more than I can easily express.
Jane: A normal man can do the impossible to save the woman he loves. My husband is no normal man.
i mean crap. what this did to my heart was so stirring, so disruptive. so Jesus.
to live like Jane, to trust my Jesus that much, it would free me to live completely untethered and wild and without restraint. to spit in the face of evil, knowing no lasting harm could come to me. to dance and laugh at whatever my future holds. to live without armor or masks because I have absolutely no need to defend myself or perform. to rest in His love and strength. that he is coming for me. he came for me. and we will be reunited and live in love. forever.
i want that.
to becoming love,