Go here to see just one of the houses actor Mel Gibson owned, and has now sold at a knock down price of $28m. Then ask yourself if money and fame will make you happy. Poor Mel Gibson. He really did have everything–not only the wealth and fame and the rewarding career, but the stuff that matters: faith, family, friends, fellowship.
Then he throws it all away in a classic mid life crisis fuelled by booze. Now the gossip is that he has sold this fabulous home in Connecticut, that his house in Malibu is up for sale and he’s moving back to Australia with his wife Robyn. This sounds good and bad. Good because he’s getting back with his wife. I actually predicted that this would happen. He’s got Catholicism in his soul too deeply to stray too long and too far. It’s a good thing that his pretty plaything bit back. He might just realize that the wife of his youth and the mother of his children is where he should have stayed to start with.
The worrying thing about his going back to Australia is that he might be doing what they call in AA ‘a geographical’. That’s where a person with problems blames everybody else and blames the place they live and everyone in it. “If I can only move to Colorado the fresh air and mountains will heal me.” Problem is, that when we do a geographical the main problem always comes with us: ourselves.
The Catholic take on Mel’s meltdown is that the poor bloke is a sinner in need of repentance. He knows this, and his film on the passion was part of his own attempt to take control of his life and repent. Unhappily, his disgrace is now public and his problems are global in their potential to cause scandal and disgrace to the faith he has so publicly avowed.
I like the man, and feel sorry for him and I’m going to pray for him and his family.