Back from the darkness…
First of all, let me thank everyone who was praying for us this past weekend as we were filming. It was an intense time, a frustrating time, but in the end, it was very much a God time. I apologize for not being able to tell you where we were filming, as I try to keep the places we’re filming as "pure" as possible in the sense that no one knows we’re coming. Now, obviously, I can fill you in a little more.
This past weekend we found ourselves walking around a witchcraft and occult festival in Salem, MA. It was one of those shoots that is both exhilerating and draining. I have to admit that I have never been more worn out after a day of filming as I was after Saturday night was over. Making a movie about the living God–not some relic from the past mind you, but a God who is alive and active today–is one of the hardest things to do from an artistic and technical standpoint. On the one hand, you need to figure out where you’re going to go (hint: let Hiim figure that out for you). But that’s when the problems start. I have a film crew and I brought a couple of trusted friends who move in incredible power with the Lord (for those of you who saw Finger, Jason Westerfield will be making another appearance in Furious Love–and yes, it was just as good as the last time!). That’s all fine until you get to where you’re going and everyone turns to you and asks what you want to film. Whatever the Lord wants to do, I reply. But then you spend most of the day walking around trying to figure out what in the world God wants to do here!
Along the way, we met some witches, experienced some "interesting" things, and also met a few Christians who were actually trying to bring the light to the darkness. But for the most part, God was wholly absent from that place. I learned a few valuable lessons while filming in Salem. First, most witches aren’t devil worshipers. In fact, most witches don’t even believe in the devil…or God. They prefer to be called pagans or neo-pagans, and they are very postmodern in their worldview. They kind of grab whatever they like from various religious systems. Also, most witches believe in karma, so when they cast spells, they try to only cast those that will help people. Strange stuff for a kid who grew up in the evangelical heartland.
As far as the occult festival itself went, we were all kind of weirded out by it–but not in the manner you might think. I was expecting an enormous amount of heaviness in the atmosphere, but in all honesty, I’ve felt more spiritual "thickness", as I call it, when I used to go to Ann Arbor when I was still living in Michigan. It felt like more of a vaccuum than anything else.
Also, we were suprised that most people who visited this thing seemed to just really like Halloween. Sure there were witches galore, but there were far more regular folks who just like to get scared, or visit psychics, or whatever.
But here’s the great part, and this is what you’ll see in the movie. Even in the midst of a place of total darkness, God was there. It’s not like He’s afraid of anything, and He proved Himself and His love once again on the streets of Salem smack in the middle of an occult festival. You’ll have to watch the film to see what He did, but rest assured, God is alive and well, even where we might not think He would be found.