Processing "The Whistleblower"

The Whistleblower is a movie you never want to see. It is one you wish was a conspiracy theory, fictionalized, sensationalized. You wish it were playing at Cineplex instead of The Globe, so it would be easier to disbelieve.

Telling the harrowing story of what it's like to call out the UN on their staff's involvement in human trafficking, this true story exposes the worst that the world has to offer - from graphic rape to blatant cover-ups that go all the way to the Secretary General. After working on the streets as a nurse, I am no longer naive enough to think that the corruption and callousness I've seen doesn't extend all the way to the top - no matter the organization. But there is still a part of me, always, that wishes it were limited to a few warped individuals. "The Whistleblower" doesn't allow that fantasy. Instead it shows us that those with courage, who truly care, those are the people who are few and far between.

 So I asked the question (again) today "How can God exist in this world?" Today is a day when I do not have faith but perhaps rather hope. I can't say with certainty that there is a good God, especially in the midst of suffering that we inflict upon each other. But in the midst of it all, I have to hope He exists, that the little jewels of light that I see in the world will eventually break through the darkness. Because otherwise, there is nothing to hope for.

This intensifies the call to live missionally. If we are the ones bearing Light for the world,  we can't watch a film like "The Whistleblower," and despair. This story is not over yet. It is up to us to join in wherever we see Light spreading, and do so hopefully, bringing joy into the worst situations because we know there's more healing yet to happen on the Earth.

So, I trust that God is good. And yes, today, it's a choice rather than a certainty. I choose not to despair at this film, but rather to understand it in the context of which I am given - the context of the not-yet-finished play rather than the final act. I encourage you all to watch the movie, to truly feel its pain, and to choose to hope (and act) for change.