For the last few days I have been looking at my wife and telling her “X” days. I have been waiting for Mad Max: Fury Road to come out for years. I was watching the production notes, digging through the internet for still photographs and I jumped with excitement the first time I saw a trailer in January.
Let’s just say I am excited about this movie.
For years I spent much of my time doing something entirely (but not unrelated) different. I spent hours and energy researching, writing, speaking and sharing about eschatological theology with people. Eschatology is the theological study of the end times. Fancy words for a subset of Christian theology that is potentially the largest part of a theological conversation inside of pop culture. We watch zombie films, write pre-teen dystopian novels (like The Hunger Games and the Divergent series) and always get glued to the television when someone makes a crackpot attempt at dating the end of the world.
I even wrote a gigantic Master’s Thesis on preaching Revelation and recovering end times theology in the church. I used plenty of cultural references in my research and conversation on the topic (you can read the paper here).
The place both my recent expectation of Fury Road and this heavier research into End Times theology meet is a conversation about waiting. We all wait. We wait in lines, wait for others and wait for many other things.
Waiting is a necessary part of life.
And I think those who wait well understand things better than those who wait with impatience. As Tom Petty’s sings…”the waiting is the hardest part.”
In waiting we learn to anticipate. We learn to value and to defend. Understanding waiting is the transition point between the immediacy of childhood and the patience of an adult.
So was Fury Road worth the wait?
Absolutely. I went on opening day with a friend. We hit up the 11am show.
I had hoped it would be good. I had hoped for something different from the abomination known as the remake of Red Dawn.
Fury Road looked exactly like what it was supposed too, but even better. For someone who is a gigantic fan of the first three Mad Max movies, it was not only a faithful representation, but a culmination of the vision of George Miller.
It was worth it because it was not only honest about the originals, but went much further past them. It created the “ideal” world for the story, with the ideal circumstances, issues and characters.
It was the exact opposite of a disappointment because it fulfilled the waiting.
This is the lesson we need to learn as each of us, scholar or every day Christian, think about Jesus, the things he promised and what scripture tells us about the world to come. No matter what we can imagine it being…it will be better. It will fulfill all of the waiting we have done.