And the Award Goes To......

     Hollywood recently had its biggest awards show of the year. Oscars were handed out for Best Picture, Best Actor, Best Soundtrack, and many other categories. There were a few surprises, some not so surprising wins, and a lot of disappointments. The post awards celebrations lasted through the night and it seemed that any actor who had an opinion about the awards had no problem finding an open microphone to share that opinion.
     What if, at the end of our lives, we had our own awards show, based on the movie of our life? Would we be nominated for the most powerful performance over our life? What would our movie say about our lives?
     Would we walk down the red carpet loaded down and dressed up to draw attention to ourselves, or would we enter quietly knowing we already have a light shining inside us.
     Would we win an award for Best Supporting Role in another person's movie, especially a child's life, or would we just be listed as an extra, somebody that just passed through without adding something meaningful in their life story?
     Would our Soundtrack nomination be full of praises, kind words, and encouragements? Or would it have an abundance of ridicule, hate, and put-downs.
      What would the reviewer see when they looked at our nomination for cinematography? Would they see that our eyes saw the beauty around us, not just in nature, but in people as well? Or would they see that we looked at it all through eyes that saw only faults and flaws. Did you look deeply into the shadows and notice the lost edges of society, or did you slap on the special effects filter and block them out?
      Would we be nominated for Best Make-up, or would we be content with just being ourselves?
      Would we be nominated for a Lifetime Achievement award?  
     And who would be nominated for Best Director of your movie? Who is it that you are taking direction from in your life? Will you be able to list Jesus Christ as your final credits are rolling? 
      I believe that we are all born with the right to choose and the free agency to worship as we believe. As for me, I hope that when my "movie" is reviewed, I will be able to hand whoever is at the door a ticket that says "Admit One."