now I know there was a movie that kind of did this but I dont care because robin williams is lame.
what if peter pan lived as a boy who never grew up for an awful long time then left and eventually grew up. think of pan in college, pan having to deal with grades, teachers, parents, pressure, and just everything that comes with being an upstanding, american citizen. just think of who peter pan is, everything he is- happy, lucky, easy, free, content. Now drop him in the rat race. Think of how he’d turn out. after knowing what pure happiness is and what it can be and then having to deal with people for so long. I think he’d eventually just lose it, I probably would. He wouldn’t know what its like to deal with temptations, to deal with angry people, to manage his time, to work himself silly and end up not being able to afford what he needs. We dont think the world is THAT crazy because we dont know what neverland is like.. not really anyways.
The more I think of peter pan having to grow up in our world and having to experience how terrible it is, the more it reminds me of someone else.
seriously I didnt even think of this until after I started typing about this but jesus christ dealt with the same thing. if neverland is pure happiness what the heck is heaven? SUPERpure happiness? unmeasureable gladness? thats where jesus could’ve stayed and took naps and ate all the chocolate he wanted to. instead he had to be dropped into the rat race. now, he wouldn’t deal with the same EXACT things peter would deal with but he sure dealt with a lot. the same tempatations- because human nature has the same temptations even way back then, just different accesibility options. he dealt with people ALL the time. angry people, stupid people, people who wanted him dead, people who needed his help, and people who considered him a liar and a thief. the different between pan and jesus is jesus had a mission. jesus didn’t lose it because he had a mission in his life on earth. peter would just have been trying to get by.
I dont really know where Im going with this- I guess to do anything in life, you need a mission. or if you’re going to get through the world without messing yourself up too bad.
I thank god things happened how they did. jesus got beaten up really bad and then nailed to wood and left there to bleed for like a day. then wrapped up and thrown in a tomb. remember, he could’ve sat in heaven giggling with his dad and swinging everyday. reeses’ puffs for breakfast and ice cream for dinner. “yippee” he’d say. but there he was and here he is on our ugly world dying for us and helping us walk around. instead of feeling sorry for him I really just thank God for having it happen and giving me the understanding (at least a little) to understand what happened and take it into my heart and make jesus a nice little home in there.
I made the bed and hooked up his sattelite and everything.
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