1408

Just been out to the pictures to see 1408 – possibly one of the scarier films I've seen recently.

It's about this evil hotel room that morphs and changes and generally makes life incredibly nasty for the guy staying in it. There's an interesting clip halfway through when the main character goes for one of those hotel room bibles, but all the pages inside are blank. Discuss.

Although it was something else about the film that really resonated with me. About halfway through the room becomes freezing cold – covered in frost and ice and stuff – and the main character (with his Dictaphone as an door into his mind) starts to liken the situation to the 9^th level of hell or something – and it made me kind-of think about my understanding of hell.

There's so much imagery to do with hell that is thrown at us, but as I watched the film I was thinking maybe we try to box up our understanding of hell and try to explain it away in terms we can understand. And then I know the same is true of our understanding of God and life and the bible – we try to box it up so that we are more comfortable with it.

They say that you fear things that you don't understand – why is that? What is we embraced those feelings of experiences beyond comprehension, beyond understanding? What is we trusted our beliefs,  and trusted God one hundred percent? Would those moments that make us so uncomfortable become moments of breathlessness – moments when we enjoy what it is to be fully human in the arms of someone so much bigger and more aware than ourselves?

Why is it that it is one of man's great missions, great dreams to explore the unknown? Is it because we can't stand that uncomfortable feeling of not understanding? Or do we enjoy the unknown so much that we devote our lives to exploring it – to experiencing those feelings?

Is that why the whole horror/supernatural/thriller genres exist? To provide us that short moment of experiencing something we can't explain?

Would accepting that we can't understand everything be accepting defeat? Or would it be the beginning of some new adventure of faith?

Yet more questions… I'm so sorry… I guess it's just been one of those days when you over-think everything.