Our Sunday School class at Wilmore Free Methodist (apparently they don’t charge, like those other Methodists do. I may be hazy on the theological meaning of “free.”) focuses on the intersection of culture and Biblical faith.
One Sunday was devoted to love – and we started by watching “Lost & Found.” If you haven’t seen it, take the time now.
Watched it? Good. Cried a little? That just means you have a heart.
We disagreed on whether the video was moving and depressing; or moving and uplifting. I vote for uplifting – fox will succeed in her knitting project.
We then talked about the short in terms of the two forms of sacrificial love shown – by the dinosaur, willing to give his life to save his friend; and by the fox, willing to give up her life so dinosaur wouldn’t have to.
No-brainer on how to connect this to our faith – and our supreme example. The challenge came when we stopped looking at our role models, and looked more inward, at our own willingness to show this level of love.
Not so easy to honestly answer which friends we love enough to unravel for; and which ones we just wished we loved that much.
Then we hit a snag, when we realized that our examples of dinosaur and fox, as beautiful as they are, fell short of the kind of thing that Jesus was actually talking about.
To be continued…
One of the many marvelous things about my school (Asbury University) is the Communications building is a veritable museum of film props, costumes, sets, posters and history.
So with the relaunch of my blog, I am starting a new feature: What’s this from? I show you a prop/costume/etc, you tell me the movie/tv show/etc. it came from.
First up – the prop is on the left; Dean Jim Owens is covering up the answer card.
(For those in Wilmore – no cheating by looking up the card or knowing from the tour!)
Send in your guesses.
Two bits of news: I am back to the blog. I will be sharing tidbits about story and scriptwriting, the comings and goings of my professional life, and trivia that I find interesting.
Second, and apropos to the first two things in the above list, I will be the special guest on Kitty Bucholtz’s podcast, Write Now!, this Thursday.
You can listen to Write Now! on any of your podcast listening devices, or watch the video version on Kitty’s YouTube page.
We will be discussing a number of angles on writing, including my theory on why Infinity War had to end in tragedy – which is tied to why the MCU is stronger than the DCU.
A risk in workouts is focusing on one part of the body, and ignoring the others. This apparently creates an imbalance, like really thick arms and puny legs. So the key is balance.
For example, on alternate days I work the TV remote with my left hand.
Balance, people. Balance.
To track Sean’s progress toward the marathon, and maybe help out a good cause, CLICK HERE.
Well, y’all are probably pretty sick of us conservative Christian types celebrating the victory handed down to us by the Supreme Court last Thursday, when they upheld the individual mandate in the health care law.
Hold on, you are looking at me with that look – you know, the look you give me when I put the milk in the cupboard and the rice crispies in the refrigerator.
Maybe I should clarify.
You remember back during the Republican Primary debates, when the one guy was asked what he would do if a man without insurance was lying on the street dying, and the guy said that he would let him die, and the crowd hooted and applauded?
Yeah, well, those numbnuts do not represent Christianity. They don’t even represent America.
In this country, we don’t cheer while watching an uninsured man die in the street.
In fact, when we all heard about the woman who lay in an ER waiting room, and died there as hospital workers literally stepped over her body, we were outraged.
And not one of us checked our emotions and said,
“Well, let’s hold on here. Did she have money? ‘Cuz if she didn’t, WOOHOO!”
Nope; the public was outraged and demanded change, in the hopes that no one would lie around an ER and die from neglect.
That’s not just an American thing, it is a Christ thing as well.
Sure, you can dicker on about what Jesus may have thought on cap and trade or bank bail-outs, but he was pretty direct with this one.
In fact, one of his parables was specifically about what you should do if you come across a man dying in the streets without the means to pay for medical treatment.
If you will recall, the hero of that story wasn’t the religious dude, or the judge, or the politician – it was the guy who said, “I don’t care who he is, no one dies in the street on my watch.”
So, being a Christian nation and all, we are not going to be content as long as people who need medical care aren’t getting it, for whatever reason.
The twenty-year old who flips his mountain bike; the forty year old with cancer; the sixty year old with Alzheimer’s – all of ‘em are going to get treated whether they have insurance or not.
Which brings me to the fiscal conservative side to the equation:
I want those folks to get treated, but I don’t think I should have to pay for it.
Don’t get me wrong, for those who can’t pay, yes, I will foot the bill.
Being conservative doesn’t mean I don’t think we need to take care of the poor (we call them the “widow and the orphan”) – I just think we need to be smart about how we take care of them.
Saint Paul said that the fella among us who doesn’t work, doesn’t eat. He wasn’t referring to those that can’t work – the communities were explicitly told to take care of those folk.
It’s the people who could work but chose not to that didn’t get fed by the community.
So the kid, and the middle age dude, and the grandma – they are all going to get health care, and if they can afford it, they all should pay for health care.
Because if we are all paying our way, we’ll have enough left over to take care of those that are not able to pay, and we’ll all be taken care of.
A win for Christians who happen to be conservative.
Just my thoughts,
ps Before you get your knickers in a twist (too late, I am sure) may I point out: The individual mandate was an idea developed by a conservative think-tank as a response to the liberal Hillary-care of President Clinton’s day, and put into the current law as a concession to conservatives.
Tonight is the scheduled night for book club; we won’t be meeting in our traditional way due to the recent loss of our leader.
This year’s book list was devoted to the group’s favorites over the past twenty years. Tonight was to be a return to Pride & Prejudice. Gotta admit that I didn’t want to read the book the first go around – due to a bad experience with Sense & Sensibility (see below). But when Jack puts a book on the list, I feel the smart thing to do is at least try it.
And I’m glad I did.
In honor of Jack’s Great Book Salon, I am reprinting below a defense I gave of the book. Doubly timely, as Donald Miller’s swipe comes from the book Blue Like Jazz, which just made its own leap to film this past weekend.
From the archives:
So yesterday I printed a swipe on Pride and Prejudice by Donald Miller. And today I tell you what I think of Mr. Miller calling the book “hopelessly boring.”
He couldn’t be more wronger (to quote his majesty in King George and the Ducky).
Pride and Prejudice isn’t at all boring, unlike Sense and Sensibility. Pride is funny and light and quite a good read. My book club tackled it a few months back, when the movie was coming out. I approached the book with a lackluster will, as I recalled banging my head against the wall to relieve the pain of reading Sense and Sensibility. For those that haven’t read that novel, let me sum it up for you.
A bunch of girls talk about someone that is coming to visit. That person comes and visits, and they talk about how happy they are that the person is visiting. Then later the girls talk about how that person came and visited. Then they talk about another person coming to visit. And that person comes to visit, and they talk about it and talk about it and talk about it… And I bang my head against the wall, and the pain just won’t go away.
Pride and Prejudice was written by a wholly different Jane Austen – one of action, and heart, and humor.
The recent movie starring Kiera Knightly does an able job of condensing the book to a two hour bite-size morsel. Although — and those who have read the book know what I am talking about – Mr. Darcy is not as despicable and unlikable as he needs to be for the ending to truly work.
Another film version worth catching has the same title, directed by Andrew Black, set in modern times. Not a perfect film, but just the right amount of froth and fun to make the trip worthwhile. (Also stars another friend, the fiery Kelly Stables – which is how I knew to look for this adaptation.)
Of course, there is the original. And by original, I don’t mean the first one made, I mean the 1995 mini-series starring Colin Firth. And I only call this the original because I know that Tamara will shun me if I imply that there could be a version without Colin Firth that may be considered primary. Haven’t seen the mini-series myself, but I understand that they take the time to make you hate Darcy.
And starting out hating Darcy is one of the great joys of the book.
Just my thoughts,