Max

Just watched that Max movie. It was heartbreaking.

I did see that movie the Passion when it came out. You know what made me cry the most was the part when Judas recieved the 30 silver coins. This movie reminded me of that somehow, even though it never got to Hitler's "rule". I'm not sure why exactly... maybe because it could have been so different.

There is no such thing as a self-made person. There are always circumstances and events that make us who we are. We only get to choose our reactions. Or sometimes we cause these events. Sometimes, maybe most of the time, we don't cause them they jst happen to us. And we make a decision.

People need love.

People really, really need love. It doesn't matter who they are, what they've experienced, because we don't know the future. We don't know that they will continue to make the wrong decisions. Or that they will begin to. We don't know.

I don't know. You don't know.

This person, Max, did not know what Hitler would become. How could he have known? All Max could do was help Hitler. Sometimes he failed at that. But he didn't know.

All Jesus asked was that we love.

And then trust. Because, I can't make a decision for you. You can't make one for me. Such is life. Trust is an extremely frightening thing. A very vulnerable position to be in. Such is life.

Really, Hitler was just a person. He was human. Real, vulnerable, and very bitter. Very hurt.

Eventually out of his mind.

well i am going to try to sleep. wish me luck. blessings.