Sunday, May 18, 2008
Getting Away
I'm teaching Sunday school this morning.
Then, once church is over, my roommate, our future roommate, and I are coming home to pick up some stuff, and we're heading out of town.
We've booked a hotel room in Southern Alberta for the night, and we're planning to sit in that room, watch a "light and fluffy" movie, paint our toenails, sip wine, and eat a number of rather delectable purchases from the farmer's market and a local European deli.
We'll spend half of tomorrow touring a beautiful national park, right on the American border, and then we'll drive home, to back at work on Tuesday when the long weekend is over.
I really need to get away and just be girly and laugh for a day or so. This last week was brutal in a whole variety of ways, and I'm tired. My whole body aches, and I need a day where I'm not doing anything connected to all of the stressors in my life right now.
I'll see you tomorrow or Tuesday!
Then, once church is over, my roommate, our future roommate, and I are coming home to pick up some stuff, and we're heading out of town.
We've booked a hotel room in Southern Alberta for the night, and we're planning to sit in that room, watch a "light and fluffy" movie, paint our toenails, sip wine, and eat a number of rather delectable purchases from the farmer's market and a local European deli.
We'll spend half of tomorrow touring a beautiful national park, right on the American border, and then we'll drive home, to back at work on Tuesday when the long weekend is over.
I really need to get away and just be girly and laugh for a day or so. This last week was brutal in a whole variety of ways, and I'm tired. My whole body aches, and I need a day where I'm not doing anything connected to all of the stressors in my life right now.
I'll see you tomorrow or Tuesday!
Saturday, May 17, 2008
Don't Change the Book - Prince Caspian
I saw the new "Chronicles of Narnia" movie "Prince Caspian" last night with my brother and a bunch of his friends. I thought it would be the highlight of our evening. Instead, the highlight was sitting in a car, in front of my parent's house, beginning to catch up with each other since he'd been away for two and a half weeks, sharing hearts.
Neither of us liked the movie. In fact, we liked it so little that we're not sure we'd go see another new Narnia movie.
Why do movie creators feel a need to change the perfectly good stories in a book? The magic was gone. None of the playfulness, the nods to mythology with Bacchus and waking the trees. By our estimation, about 2/3 of the movie was not from the book. Much was added, and it did little for me in terms of enjoying the story. It didn't pull me in. It was essentially, as my brother put it, "like any other Hollywood action movie". Epic battle scenes. The triumph of good. Blah. Blah. Blah. No magic.
My favorite scene (admittedly a minor one in the book) was also missing.
There is a scene in the book that has spoken deeply to my heart this last year, where Susan (the oldest girl) re-encounters Aslan after avoiding and denying him...
Then, after an awful pause, the deep voice said, "Susan." Susan made no answer but the others thought she was crying. "You have listened to fears, child," said Aslan. "Come, let me breathe on you. Forget them. Are you brave again?"
"A little, Aslan," said Susan.
(Prince Caspian, pg. 386)
Neither of us liked the movie. In fact, we liked it so little that we're not sure we'd go see another new Narnia movie.
Why do movie creators feel a need to change the perfectly good stories in a book? The magic was gone. None of the playfulness, the nods to mythology with Bacchus and waking the trees. By our estimation, about 2/3 of the movie was not from the book. Much was added, and it did little for me in terms of enjoying the story. It didn't pull me in. It was essentially, as my brother put it, "like any other Hollywood action movie". Epic battle scenes. The triumph of good. Blah. Blah. Blah. No magic.
My favorite scene (admittedly a minor one in the book) was also missing.
There is a scene in the book that has spoken deeply to my heart this last year, where Susan (the oldest girl) re-encounters Aslan after avoiding and denying him...
Then, after an awful pause, the deep voice said, "Susan." Susan made no answer but the others thought she was crying. "You have listened to fears, child," said Aslan. "Come, let me breathe on you. Forget them. Are you brave again?"
"A little, Aslan," said Susan.
(Prince Caspian, pg. 386)
Before 8 am and Into the Day
These are the things I accomplished prior to 8:00 this morning (apparently you can be productive if you get up when you can no longer sleep):
- shower
- shave my legs
- read 20 pages or so of a novel
- french braid my hair into two braids
- moisturize
- clean off my desk
- fold clean laundry from a week ago and put it away
- prepare a Sunday school lesson for tomorrow
- pack for an overnight trip I'm taking with my roommate and a friend tomorrow night
- cook something (anything really!)
- hang with some friends
- go with my roommate to get her nose pierced
- clean our laundry room
- sweep the hallway/bathroom/kitchen/my bedroom
- chat on the phone with a couple friends
- buy a new shower curtain liner and hang it
- read
- do something creative
- go to the farmer's market
- buy wine for a couple of upcoming trips
- rehang our coat hooks by the front door
- go to the park
Friday, May 16, 2008
Angry
I just sent a longtime friend of mine the following email:
So, you remember all of those times you tried to convince me to admit that I was angry at God? I'm there. Now what?
Lisa
The trouble with growing up in a relatively conservative church that doesn't necessarily encourage you to express negative emotions is this: When you have those negative emotions, and finally get around to admitting that you have them, you have no idea what to do with them, but you're fairly certain that you'll get hit by a lightning bolt from heaven if you express them.
This is not easy to figure out.
So, you remember all of those times you tried to convince me to admit that I was angry at God? I'm there. Now what?
Lisa
The trouble with growing up in a relatively conservative church that doesn't necessarily encourage you to express negative emotions is this: When you have those negative emotions, and finally get around to admitting that you have them, you have no idea what to do with them, but you're fairly certain that you'll get hit by a lightning bolt from heaven if you express them.
This is not easy to figure out.
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