Here is my sermon from Sunday. The text was Ephesians 4:25-5:2:
We
continue today in our series on the gospel in Pixar looking at the movie Brave.
This is the first Pixar film to star a female lead, a redheaded female at that,
and it is also the first in which the entire story real centers on and focuses
around two female characters, Merida and her mother Eleanor. It is also the darkest of Pixar’s films, in
that it resembles some of the fairy tales we all know, although Merida doesn’t
need any gammy boy to come to her rescue, she can do things quite fine all by
herself thank you very much. Eleanor is
trying to raise up Merida to be a proper princess who will be able to lead the
kingdom along with her husband in strength, just as she has done. Merida,
however, doesn’t want to be the person her mother wants her to be, this is
another example of the sense of identity that runs throughout Pixar films.
Eleanor invites the other clans and their first born sons to come and compete
to claim Merida as a bride, but Merida has other plans, and first subverts the
contest that is to decide who she will marry. Then she gets a witch to cast a
spell to change her mother, which Merida hopes will convince her mother to
change her mind on forcing Merida to get married, but instead gets her mother changed
into a bear. Merida is then told that if her mother isn’t changed back to a
human by sunrise of the second day that she will remain as a bear for the rest
of her life. As it turns out this is not the first time this curse has been
laid on the kingdom, and to overcome it, to change her fate, the witch tells
Merida that she must “look inside, mend the bond torn by pride.”
I
already told this story a few weeks ago, but at annual conference this year,
Bishop Cynthia Feirro Harvey told a story about her husband. She kept telling
him things, but he said he didn’t hear them, or was acting as if he didn’t hear
them, and so, getting a little older decided to get his hearing checked out. At
the end of the appointment the doctor asked him why he had come in and so he
told her, and the doctor said, well you’re hearing is just fine so perhaps it’s
not your hearing but your listening that’s not working. We hear but we don’t
listen. Merida and her mother are encountering exactly the same problem in that
instead of talking to each other, they are talking at, or around each other, or
not even to each other….. Does that seem
like a familiar story? Each of them have something to say, each of them have
reasons for doing what they are doing, but neither can express that to the
other, perhaps because even if they do they think they won’t actually be
listened to. And there is that moment,
when literally and metaphorically Merida feels like she is being stuffed into
something that is too tight, that constrains her too much, that is not who she
is, and for a brief moment both of them appear to let down their guards, and
are going to be honest and open, but then Eleanor can’t do it, and Merida can’t
do it, and they go right back to their own positions.
