Flipped

There's a film that I recently watched called, Flipped.

It's a film set in the sixties about growing up, a boy and a girl, and love. A good wholesome movie, painting a perfect picture of American beauty. And it really was very endearing to me, so much that I think how un-relatable it is to me for how perfect it made growing up seem. But the truth is, I find it to be most relatable. I can't quite put my finger on it, but I know it is somehow. Just like how I hopelessly fell in love with Winnie Cooper from the Wonder Years. In the same way, that show had the same effect on me...and it's so unruly how it plays with my mind. Something about living in a seemingly simple world, in the sixties-summers of love, and the magic that sparked in the innocence of childhood.

And here I am talking about being young, summertime and love stories on Christmas Eve...no wonder I'm a hopeless romantic!

I like to be able to think about different life sometimes, but there's always the truth of scripture pointing me to put away childish things, trusting the sovereignty of God and where I am is where I'm to be. I don't know. I think the creative parts of my brain pulls all this stuff up because I secretly want to write a novel, or a screenplay- even if they never get used or published.

But dear reader, if you get a chance, take the time to watch Flipped. It's only an hour and a half, and it's a warm, heart-felt movie that'll really make you smile. For now, I bid thee good tidings of great joy! Merry Christmas, sleep time!