What happens when you focus so much on yourself and your own problems that you can’t see anything else? I have gone through so many different emotions today. I woke up and was feeling pretty down. I am feeling some stress from the decisions I have made, and so I was trying to work out some of my feelings. (wow….used the word feelings a lot) Maybe that was my problem this morning? So many feelings, but so little perspective.
So what happens when you have to play “lighting assistant” to your hubby? Well you score another interview for A Study in Pink. I kind of ambushed Stevie Allen when she was getting some location shots done for promotional use. Mike has known her, along with the other assortment of Allen ladies for a while now, and I just met Stevie for the second time this last week. Continue reading “A Study in Pink – Stevie”
So every year I wind up writing scenes for VBA, or Vacation Bible Adventure. I take bible stories and I adapt them to these vignettes that we do one a day during the week.
I have done this for years now, and it has been one of the best things I could have ever done. God has used this writing to do some tremendous things in my life. It has increased my love of storytelling, and even shown me that I could do it. Above all though, most of my “bible knowledge” is not from Sunday sermons, or even bible studies, but from the reading and pondering that I have done while writing these stories.
This is what happens when you make up stories using the things you see. The fog really made me think of film noir…. and the only other characters around were some otters and a couple of scuba divers. Enjoy!
It was a day like any other day. The fog had rolled in and even the sun couldn’t break
through the gloom. It was early. Like those first moments when you wake up and are caught between the heaven of sleep and the hell of wakefulness. I always tried to get out before they came. Those strange creatures that walk upon the land. With their glowing white skin and strange seaweed hanging from their bodies. Continue reading “Otter Noir…”
I saw a tweet the other day by Christine Caine; “Don’t get stuck somewhere you should only be passing through.”
It immediately struck a chord with me, because that is a fear of mine. Here I am trying to become a serious, or at least a somewhat serious writer, but will that truly ever happen for me? Will I ever be able to write something that makes people think, or something that speaks truth into their lives? That encourages them or even makes them laugh? I have no idea, but the path I am on means that I am at least going to try. There is a fear though, that I will get discouraged and stop putting myself out there. Why? Well, because I have done that before. I might get sidetracked, and yes I have been there too. It reminded me of a favorite bible character that I have.
You see, he took his family out of the place that they had been living. That place was Ur. The story says that they were traveling to Canaan but they stopped at Haran and settled there. No friends, this is not about Abraham, but of his father Terah.
Why did the tweet lead me to this man? Well I will tell you. I know I am taking a little license, but it seems to make sense to me. I imagine that God may have told Terah to go to Canaan. Maybe this whole story of God calling out a people was going to start, not with Abraham, but with his father? Maybe, for whatever reason, he stopped in Haran and never got to the place where God had called him.
Are my assumptions true? I have no idea, but I still look to Terah as an example of what I do not want to be. He was on his way to a destination, and got sidetracked. The why’s and how’s are unknown, but what we do know is that he never got there. That is not how I want to be, but I fear that is how I will be. I see the path, but I don’t really know where I will end up. It scares me, because it means trying to be successful at something that is very subjective. Truthfully, you all may find out how really very stupid I am. Or at least, that is the fear.
Well since I am not supposed to be “fearing” anything, per my pastor last week, I guess I will stick to the path. Truthfully, I really don’t want to miss out on what may be at the end of the journey. I really don’t want to be Terah. I want to make it to the place where God calls me. Like the quote that started all of this, I don’t want to get stuck somewhere I should only be passing through.
So this is not what was on my agenda for the morning, but I had to sit and quickly get it out. I was doing my normal morning check of Yahoo to see if there was anything interesting going on, and I saw a Washington Post article that caught my attention.
“Marco Rubio just gave a really important speech – but almost no one paid attention”
Now that headline coming from the Washington Post was enough to get me to read the article. Even better than that though, they posted the video of the speech. After reading the article, I watched the speech in its entirety and I would encourage everyone to watch it also. I am glad I watched, as I took away two important things to consider.
First, it is about how we are going down a rabbit hole, my words not his, of not being able to have civilized debate on the issues. He sees that as a problem, and on that point I agree wholeheartedly. It is about eight minutes long, but really worth your time. And while I have had this type of opinion for a while now, I am glad that I am not the only one thinking….what the heck? I think you can disagree with this man on everything, but can agree that we have to communicate and try to understand each other, even when we hold different views. Especially when we hold different views!
Now I did say that there were two important points, and this is the second one. I did read the article from the Post, and while the author agreed with what the Senator said about the state of debate in our country, he also seemed to cast aspersions on the Senator himself. Just reminding us that he is a politician, and you know? That Rubio was saying this maybe not from his heart, but because it would serve his “long-term best interests”. After I read the article, I watched the video itself, and agreed that it contained important thoughts. So I decided that I would post it, but did not necessarily want to post the article with it. So I Googled the speech, and that is when I really came to my second point. I saw more headlines about the speech, but these had a different take.
“The Marco Rubio knockdown of Elizabeth Warren no liberal media outlet will cover”
Each side took the same speech, saw it through their own beliefs and gave it a little spin. How can the same words have such different reactions? What does it show me? Well, it says to me that when we hear the news, we only get part of the information. From both sides. So do your due diligence. Before you get all hot and bothered by someone’s remarks, go to the source. Find the video, document or whatever! If you can’t do that, then hold back that little bit in your brain that acknowledges that you might be wrong. That you might not have been given the whole picture. Maybe that will even help us with understanding each other.
So I would encourage you to listen to the speech. To not worry about who is saying it, why he is saying it, and where he is saying it. To take his remarks, on their own merit. I know this is hard. After you listen, consider his remarks and see how you feel just about the words said. Make up your mind as to whether they make sense or not, and if you can take some wisdom out of them. After that, you may go back to agreeing or disagreeing with him, as is your pleasure.
*I did not post a link on purpose. If you are interested in seeing the video just Google Marco Rubio speech and you will find it.
So to make a long story short, I have a bit of a new purpose statement for this new year. It really kind of came to me a little before Christmas, and it seemed to make an impression for multiple reasons. I actually could not get away from it because it is a bible verse that is part of the traditional Christmas story. Wow…this short story seems to be getting longer by the minute!
But the angel reassured them. “Don’t be afraid!” he said. “I bring you good news that will bring great joy to all people”. Luke 2:10
I was looking for a verse to make some wall art, and this one popped onto my radar. I knew it would be awesome, so I would use “Glad Tidings, Great Joy” on a picture. It is actually one of my favorite verses out of the Christmas story, because of a church production that I was in many moons ago. One of the children said the line, like sixteen times, over the two weeks that the show ran. “I bring you glad tidings of great joy!” Every time he said that part, we laughed. The way he emphasized the words was so …joyful! To this day, the memory still makes me happy.
This time though, I was struck by a different note in the verse. It was the end that seemed to jump off the page and stick in my mind. I totally remember the “glad tidings and great joy” part, but I didn’t remember hearing the “all people”? At that point, I was thinking that something important was missing from my project. The “all people” was not something that I felt could be left off the photo.
Why? Well maybe it was a reaction to this whole year of anger, fear, with so much talking and not enough loving. In this past year of election noise, I wondered if that proclamation of “good news” was clearly heard? Did I see “great joy” when I looked in the mirror? Or in the church pews? And were “all people” able to hear and see those things? We may have thought so, but in watching and listening, I really wasn’t so sure?
So today is January 4th and an old blog post showed up from 2014 on my FB feed. You know, one of those things they bring up every once in a while that you can share? I never get my old posts coming up like that, so I decided to read it and see what my thoughts were back then. As I opened and read the post, I knew it was what I was supposed to read this morning.
I was actually reading a little bit this morning on a very popular Christian blogger/author who is taking some hits recently. I had been reading someone’s critique of her, and I really had to disagree with him on a point. Why? It was because I felt he was splitting hairs over semantics. What was it about? Well it was about how God speaks to us.
Since that is pretty much the reason I write, I immediately took notice. Now his premise was that God has said everything He was going to say in the bible, and I agree with that. He also said that looking anywhere else for God’s voice was wrong. Well, I don’t go looking for God’s voice necessarily, but I seem to hear him throughout my day, and it may start with anything. Reading my bible, a sermon, a prayer or something that I witnessed in my everyday life. It could come from TV, a movie or something that is happening around me. It typically doesn’t stop there, as these things come in waves. I will then hear that same message again from various sources, and when I see that, I start to listen. Then I start to ask God to clarify what I am hearing. Is that God speaking to me? Yes! I believe so.
Is it something that will contradict scripture? It never has. Is it some kind of new revelation? NO. It is typically the same old reminders to be who He has called me to be. They are usually the reminders of His presence, His care for me and further encouragement to finally do the things I already know I should do. So this morning along with this post I have included the previous posting. Continue reading “New Year…still speaking”
So I started watching a Netflix program yesterday called Stranger Things. It is one of those original series that they now produce, and I have to admit, I am totally hooked. It is a suspenseful, horror, sci fi kind of series. So basically, stuff I don’t tend to watch. I like suspense, but I stay away from horror, because it is not good for me. This one though had me hooked quickly, and I couldn’t figure out why? I wondered if it was because I so totally related to the setting. It is set in 1980, so I feel like I am looking at my childhood. (or at least Jr. High) The clothes, bikes, cars, homes, music and TV were all so familiar to me. I looked at clothes that I probably wore, and hairstyles that I totally had. In the show, I was in a setting that made so much sense to me. Not like Sesame Street. I know you are thinking, Sesame Street? How did we get here? Continue reading “Stranger things to post….”