Brian Blessed once said, ~You can’t call it an adventure unless it's tinged with danger. The greatest anger in life, though, is not taking the adventure at all. To have the objective of a life of ease is death. I think we’ve all got to go after our own Everest.~ If you think about it, in life it can sometimes feel like you’re living aspects of an Indiana Jones-like original trilogy filled with perilous adventures mixed in with unknown twists and turns, but hopefully without any snakes involved whatsoever. For it’s a thought provoking situation indeed in wearing a brown beat up fedora armed with one’s trusty whip in hand in order to face each day not really knowing who or what difficulties we’ll be encountering. Essentially, life is about not only being able to face difficult challenges, but discovering or rediscovering how mentally, emotionally, physically and spiritually determined you truly are to keep moving forward no matter what.
Without a doubt, we all know about or watched the 10 minute opening scene of Raiders of the Lost Ark where Indy attempted to grab the gold statue and replace it with a sandbag in one quick motion in hopes of not setting off the trap, which he ends up doing. I think it’s safe to say when it comes to the gold statue representing any minor/major decisions it can most definitely feel like we’re metaphorically standing there holding a bag of sand while preparing our next move. Of course, one hopes they’re mentally making the right decisions rather than the wrong ones in hopes of not setting off the trap in which we end up being chased down by the boulder-sized consequences of our regretful mistakes. Thinking about it further, it’s the boulder-sized consequences of our regretful mistakes, you don’t want to for all intents and purposes be always looking back over your shoulder thinking far better choices should have been made.
As I said before, in life it can sometimes feel like you’re living aspects of an Indiana Jones-like original trilogy filled with perilous adventures mixed in with unknown twists and turns, but hopefully without any snakes involved whatsoever. Unfortunately, there comes a point in life when you’ve dated snakes and got bit because of it. In other words, dealing with the pain of past relationships that left you dealing with the venom of anger, fear, hatred, anxiety, doubt, worry, insecurity, sadness, frustration, bitterness, disappointment, utter contempt, etc. For the most part, that unfortunate experience can be somewhat compared to having your heart removed from your chest then burned up in flames after being sacrificed into a volcano for the goddess Kali Ma by the cult leader Mola Rom in Temple of Doom. Granted, it may not necessarily be that extreme but you get the point nonetheless, especially when it pertains to the matters of the heart.
Isaiah 12:2 says ~Behold, God is my salvation; I will trust, and not be afraid: for the LORD JEHOVAH is my strength and my song; he also is become my salvation.~ Let me ask this question to those who remembered Indy doing the 3 challenges scene to save his father after being severely wounded by Walter Donovan in the Last Crusade, do you think it helped him rediscover his own faith? True, Indy kneeled down to avoid losing his head, followed the correct path in knowing the name of God, and although he was afraid he trusted in the belief he was going to make the leap of faith. In a sense, our faith can be tested as it’s severely wounded in regard to one’s challenging spiritual walk with God. What it primarily comes down to is knowing you simply have to just fervently kneel in prayer, follow the path of His teaching in God’s word, and despite being afraid you’re faithfully trusting in Him to guide, as well as protect you.
In retrospect, life can most definitely be considered an adventurous journey to where it can take you or has already taken you not just on an incredible high, lows as well mentally emotionally, physically and/or spiritually. Ultimately, we all want to experience searching for and finding an eye opening lost ark type adventure that ends up melting our faces off, so to speak. Hey, it’s not an adventure without our best buds/gal pal in tow who are deemed our own version of Short Round, Sallah, Willie, Marion, etc. by our side who will gladly help in adding to the bad or good decisions. It’s just a matter of our inner old knight voice letting us know if we’ve chosen wisely rather than poorly. In the end, whether those adventures have been negative or positive, the memories shared/made with your circle of friends were so absolutely valuable and priceless they should belong and be forever kept in a museum located in one another's heart and mind.
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