
When I consider our lives, I find I prefer your version.Over the last month or so, I’ve watched four Jane Austen related television productions that I’d not seen before—Masterpiece Theatre’s Northanger Abby, Emma, Sense & Sensibility and the British miniseries Lost in Austen. For an Austen fan like me, this has not only been a feast of good stories, wonderful characters, tears and laughter, but it’s reminded me of what it is I most love about Austen and her stories.
--Jane, Lost in Austen


And that gets at what is about Austen for which I am so grateful: Though the world crumbles by our flaws and at our own hands, yet all is woven by a benevolent Author to a happy ending. In Austen’s worlds, acknowledged and hidden flaws, purposeful deceit and self-deception, selfishness and unintended consequence of meant-for-good actions unravel life. Heroines come to the ends of their abilities and all seems lost. When we open a Jane Austen novel, we know bad things will happen—both thrust unbidden upon our heroines as well as by their own hands. But we also know things will turn out good, love-filled and right. And all her worlds remind me of this one—of the Story in which we all live and breathe. We and our world are riddled by flaws, brokenness, deceit and darkness, yet our benevolent Author is weaving all to good and an ending of just-ness and right-ness in wide open spaces of his grace and glory and love. All will be as it was intended from the very beginning.
I found this poignantly reflected in a scene in Lost in Austen in which Jane Bennet’s fate is drastically altered; rather than married to Bingley, she is married to the pathetic Collins. At one point, Jane tells Amanda—who has been telling them all along that things should be ending up differently than what they are—that she prefers Amanda’s version of things to the way things are playing out. I can relate. There are moments when I’m slammed by the reality that things are supposed to be different. Pain, suffering, cruelty, injustice, loneliness and all that with which darkness claws at this world are not the way things are meant to be. I hear in my ears the beginning of the Story, where this world and we ourselves were created good, free, bathed in love and purpose. Everything was supposed to be different. But eventually, I find my way back to and rest in the truth that our Story is being fixed not by yet one more flawed being but the Author himself. He is working—indeed, he already has worked—this story to the best, good and happy ending.
On a final note, I was delighted to discover Bollywood is coming up with its own version of Emma. Aisha is a modern adaptation set in India’s high society—and if it’s anything like the Bollywood Bride & Prejudice, I for one will be hoping it hits theaters in the U.S. so I don’t have to wait for the DVD.
And, perhaps, like the adaptations and stories I watched recently, this one will also bring God-talk into open spaces.
(Images: Lost in Austen, copyprighted Image Entertainment; Northanger Abbey, copyrighted Masterpiece Theater)