I loved this movie. there are som many things I want to say about so I think I will break it into a few posts. so the first one is about the “little Miss Sunshine” beauty contest.
You show up at a contest because the 1st place person who should be there cancelled and now you the 2nd place person gets to go in her place. All the other kids are dressed to the nines, have cooler outfits, can sing better, have better hair, better make up, dance better, and look much much better than you ever will. But you still go on stage and do your thing a dance that looks ridiculous, (more like a strip routine) but you don’t know that. people walk out because you aren’t playing the same game they are. you begin to hear boos and cat calls but you continue because you practiced and worked hard. Your little show goes on long enough that the people that put the show on try and kick you off, they chase you around the stage and try to catch you.. but wait….. your Dad gets up on the stage and instead of making you leave He begins to dance with you. then the rest of your family joins you and encourages you as you finish your act. The plastic airbrushed, well kept people are disgusted and angry with you but your Dad is proud. you tried, gave it your best, and didn’t give up. this scene in Little miss sunshine defines for me what following Jesus is like.
Most of us try and hide all of our blemishes and stuff under airbrushed religion and well practiced rituals. And then there is this person who gets on stage and acts like a stripper but gets it. the routine is goofy at best but it is real, authentic and beautiful. it makes plastic people feel uncomfortable because it isn’t fake. I want my faith to be like that. I want to be someone who has enough courage to dance even when I feel really out of place. I want to be the kind of discipler/father who jumps up on the stage with my kid and goes crazy with them.
What if the Church gave you permission to be yourself? What if you didn’t have to pretend anymore? What if you got so wrapped up in the big Love that the God of the Universe has for you that you forget about the failed relationships, the shattered dreams, the attempted suicide, and the birth defects that keep you out of the club you think you want to belong to?
I want a faith like this, I want to hang out with people like this. it is messy.. And as I read the Scriptures I actively see and hear God encourage me in this audacious life of wild abandonment.
damn it feels good to be free and alive in Jesus!