Upon finishing the final act of this famously classic play, my mind was plagued with the thoughts and opinions I’ve heard of it. It saddens me to think that most people step away from it with only the idea of their young love being foolish and the cause of the lives needlessly taken. Sure, I’m certain that it’s been used to a cliche point in the other direction, but it’s a shame to take away from the true point of it all.
Hatred, more than love was the theme.
Does not the Bible equate hatred with murder? I find it awful that the deaths are all associated with their rash actions blinded by passion. Aye, had they let their minds clear and acted even slightly differently, they could have lived on somewhere else, but what would be the point of telling that story? The play was written as an awful tragedy and for such it became famous. It was not written by a 13 year old cliche teenager, but by Shakespeare who is revered even still to this day as a genius play writer. Even the strongest of love suffers the wrath of hatred.
“Anyone who hates a brother or sister is a murderer, and you know that no murderer has eternal life residing in him.” 1 John 3:15
Now, I may venture slightly from the author’s thoughts, I don’t pretend to be an expert. Have you ever heard the question “Why do bad things happen to such good people?” or “How could this happen, they were so-?”? I’m sure you’ve probably heard something or many things along those lines and even more explanations than the questions perhaps merit. However, darkness has fallen upon the world for many ages now, evil befalls every one of us from outside as well as within. I won’t say too much, but I’ll let this post rest with one last thought.
Their marriage was not sin or wrong by the standards set forth in the Bible, though considered hasty and foolish by the standards of society. However, if hatred has been equated to murder, how could a clearer picture have been painted? This story displays a situation to never long for, nor to shun, however, but to think on.