"Wah, didn't know such shows are so popular.
Only left front row seats?
Guess no choice.
The next showtime won't be convenient."
So we took two seats, right in front of the
screen in the Picturehouse Theatre.
The show was "Feet Unbound,"
a sort of English documentary by a female,
young, modernised Beijing reporter.
No, the show's not about women in the past
talking about their bound feet.
It's about the communists' Long March
but this time, giving attention to the
female soldiers who took part.
Normally, I would give such shows a miss.
After all,'if you've seen one, you've seen all'.
And you don't want to be reminded of the
cruelty, sadness and tragedy of wars.
But this time, different.
Thought it would help me understand better
the Exodus account.
And it did.
When I imagine it was the Israelites and
not the Red Army soldiers who were
trudging the wilderness, the grasslands,
the mountains - feeling the hunger, the
tiredness, the helplessness, the pain
and the fear .....
It comes through very strongly,how good
and gracious God was to His children in
the exodus.
There was no account of their walking
until their feet were swollen. When hungry,
they had manna to eat until they reached the
Promised Land. They didn't have to resort to
gross ways of finding food,like going through
the shit of the yaks for their undigested seeds!
And when faced with Pharaoh's army and the
Amalekites, they had God to fight for them.
Their men were not killed by bandits. Their women
were not raped. Their children were not taken away.
Their leaders were not beheaded and their heads put
on display! Which was happened to the Red Army.
Truly God was gracious to His children.
And God was good to me, too. The front seat was really
too close for my comfort.The back seats were all taken
by a class of students. But the male teacher noticed me
standing and offered me his seat instead. How kind!
Truly, it was a seat to remember. To remember that God
was gracious to me even on so small a matter.
