Moses was a hundred and twenty years old when he died, 
yet his eyes were not weak nor his strength gone.

Deuteronomy 34:7

Near where I live in Minnesota.

Autumn is my favorite time of year. (I’m sure that’s true for many of you, too). Here in the north country where I live, the trees are dressing up in their fall colors, saving—it seems to me—the best of their wardrobe for last. It’s a season of joy, wonder and thanks for we know the nakedness of winter shall follow.
I remember my grandmother speaking of the “cycles of life” and me hanging on her words. I was a mere sprig at the time, but I had the feeling she was speaking of something important even if mysterious. The years have lumbered on, and I too have come to learn that the cycles of life are immutable. Looked at from a human perspective, I put myself well into the third cycle of life (the autumn of my years), and I feel the time may finally have come for me to bring out the best I have to offer.
A friend my age asked me the other day, “Are you healthy?” My answer: “As far as I know.” I walk 2 or 3 miles every day, have a good appetite, still have my strength. More importantly, I feel energized and poised to fulfill my calling in Christ as never before.

God appears to Moses in the burning bush. Painting from Saint Isaac's Cathedral, Saint Petersburg, by Eugène Pluchart (1848).

The cycles of life have also had me thinking about Moses. His life, it seems to me, can be divided fairly succinctly into three stages. The first was spent as a child of the Egyptian court, raised in privilege, recipient of an excellent education, groomed for a leadership role. The second forty years (approximately) was spent in self-discovery and humiliation on the backside of the desert. And then, following his “burning bush” experience, Moses entered the third phase of life—the culminating phase if you will—in which he led the Hebrew nation out of bondage and into the Promised Land.
I like to think that the first two cycles, or stages, prepared Moses for the third. Formation… Preparation… Fulfillment…
Life, of course, is seldom as simple as that. There are frequent, and puzzling, overlaps along the way; nevertheless, it helps me keep my perspective.

For several years now, I’ve been developing—in tandem with some wonderful partners—a special film telling the story of my son, Daniel, and his struggles with schizophrenia. The film also tells, even predominantly so, the story of a father’s unceasing love for his son (that would be me!). To the glory of God, we have now completed approximately 20% of the principal photography and are looking forward to shooting winter exteriors this December and January 2021. Then, finances permitting, we will undertake the “heavy lifting” of filming all the interior scenes in March and April 2021.

I invite you to look at our recently completed Project Proposal for Let Me Have My Son (formerly entitled The Puzzle Factory). I daresay you might find yourself musing, “I think Cris is possibly on the verge of a whole new season of life.”

Regardless of where I am on the “timeline”, one thing is clear—it’s not an open-ended sojourn. The beauty of autumn is fleeting. May God continue to grant us strength, endurance and vision for the tasks ahead. I plan to keep swingin’ until he calls me home.
Will you pray for me?
Thank you and much love,

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Cristóbal Krusen is a filmmaker and author. He founded Messenger Films in 1988.

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