I’ve been watching the debating and the criticizing of the movie Frozen, particularly people’s attack on Elsa. Sure, the critics are going to point out all the plot holes and what not. To each their own. What gets me is the attack on Elsa’s character. They criticize her for her behavior, judge her, scorn her, turn up their nose at her. How could she do this, do that?
Perhaps people criticize her because they don’t want their kids to emulate her behavior. Perhaps they can’t see beyond her actions. They only see her failure, her attitude, her sin. Heaven forbid we become like her.
Maybe it’s difficult for some people to understand what it’s like to live in fear. To block and close out others, thinking they are trying to protect others and themselves, but not knowing that what they are doing is actually causing worse damage than if they were to embrace the truth. Whether it’s insecurities or hurt, fear paralyzes and messes with the mind. It wreaks havoc in our thoughts and hearts seeping out to taint and destroy.
Maybe they’ve never struggled with something so much, that no matter what, they failed.
I know it’s just a story, but perhaps how we respond to movies, books, character plights, and such reflect how we see the real world and the people around us.
But the beautiful thing about stories, is that they can illustrate life lessons, highlight truth, or reveal what life might be like without the love or grace or hope.
And with Elsa, no matter what, her sister loved her and sacrificed herself to save her. It was love that set them both free. Now isn’t there beauty in that? Reminds me of one of my old posts. The opposite of love is not hate, but fear.
I don’t know about you, but I don’t have a stone to throw.