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It would probably be far cooler of me to recommend a wildly intelligent, little-known indie film, but I can't help it: Master and Commander is right up there at the top of my favourites list, having been watched and re-watched more times than I care to add up.

It's everything I like in a film -- beautiful cinematography, rich historical detail, a glorious soundtrack, epic adventure, and a buddy relationship tested by genuine challenges.


If that isn't enough to impress you, perhaps I should mention that it stars Russell Crowe and Paul Bettany, two of my favourite male actors. Watch this movie. Just watch it.
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I hate picking favourites because they shift and change so quickly. What is rich and powerful and relevant for one moment may not be so for another. I hold that thought in mind every time someone asks for my favourite this or that. If something is a favourite for me, it's a favourite for now.

However, a song that continues to resonate with me and has done for some time is Brooke Fraser's C.S. Lewis song. Brooke Fraser has an incredibly rich voice and is a beautiful, literate songwriter so all her work is pretty much amazing. But I especially love this one because it puts a melody to a feeling so often undefined but present: the sense that something is missing, that there ought to be more, that there is a curtain pulled over some mystery and if we were just able to sweep away the curtain then we'd really see.


C.S. Lewis (a hero of faith and philosophy) put it this way: If I find in myself a desire which no experience in this world can satisfy, the most probable explanation is that I was made for another world.

It is from this thought that the song comes...

{LYRICS}

If I find in myself desires nothing in this world can satisfy / I can only conclude that I was not made for here / If the flesh that I fight is at best only light and momentary / then of course I'll feel nude when to where I'm destined I'm compared.

Speak to me in the light of the dawn / Mercy comes with the morning / I will sigh and with all creation groan as I wait for hope to come for me.

Am I lost or just less found? On the straight or on the roundabout of the wrong way? / Is this a soul that stirs in me, is it breaking free, wanting to come alive? / 'Cause my comfort would prefer for me to be numb /And avoid the impending birth of who I was born to become.

For we, we are not long here / Our time is but a breath, so we better breathe it / And I, I was made to live, I was made to love, I was made to know you / Hope is coming for me / Hope, He's coming.

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