Tuesday, January 28, 2014

Hope

Hello! Well, it's late and I'm blogging once again, but tonight I'm feeling more subdued than silly. I've had a lot on my mind tonight--very weighty thoughts about the world, and the errors that wrong thinking can lead one to. Usually when I get into these kind of moods I can't sleep until I've gotten them off my chest somehow, and since it's far too late to talk directly to a friend I'll have to settle for a rant. 

Life can be so hard, and sometimes I think it'd be all too easy for me to become paralyzed by fear. I'm thinking watching the TV show Jericho with Josh wasn't the best idea right before bed this evening. It's a show about a post apocalyptic world and begins with the bombing of multiple U.S cities. Jericho is a small town in Kansas that becomes shut off from the rest of the country and the show depicts their struggle for survival after the fallout from the bombs.  More then that though, the show dives into several different themes. Themes like mans true nature, the survival of the fittest, kill or be killed, you can't trust anyone, neighbors turning on neighbors, and without a government we can make our own rules. That's just to name a few. The show is well made and sucks the viewer right into the drama. It is also very stressful to watch and, in a word, depressing. Everything that can go wrong will go wrong. It truly is a show that points not only to the total depravity of man, but also to the most desperate need every human has: hope. 

I think this is true not just in shows like this though. Everyone everywhere has something or someone they place their hope in. In fact all cults, all religions, all ideas are centered on a hope of some kind. It doesn't matter if it's as big as politics or as small as wanting to eat ice-cream, everyone single human being understands hope. And everyone needs hope. It's those who think they've lost all hope that tend to end their lives themselves. Homestly without hope the ugliness of this world can seem pretty overwhelming. It's on this fundamental level I believe all humans can relate to one another, and I think it's pivotal. 

Where then should our hope lie? 

I've thought about this all night, and of course my answer is going to sound cliche. After all I'm a Christian, so of course I'm going to say our hope belongs in Jesus Christ. But I don't want that to be a cliche. I don't want those who don't know Christ to be immediately turned off by my answer. I say it not because I've been taught to say it, but because it's truth. And because I know how desperately the world needs hope: true hope, a LIVING hope.

In a world like Jericho where the hope of Christ is not presented in any way, I see people grasping at straws. I see people loosing compassion for fellow men and women around them, I see people denying reality, I see people reacting with fear, becoming subject to their own selfish impulses, and putting their needs above all others. I see mans depravity with all the shackles off, all restraints gone. And what I see terrifies me because it's a world very much like our own.

Wait a minute, I say to myself, why are you afraid? 

Because the potential evil of man is scary, I respond. 

But Jericho is a fictional story, and you're forgetting something, I argue back....

Then it hits me. No matter how similar Jericho is to the real world there is one major difference: Christ! We have Christ, sent to us by a loving Father, sealed to those believe in him by the Holy Spirit. It is He who makes all the difference. He may not ever come up in the fictional story of Jericho, but not so here and I praise God that we are never so hopeless as Jericho's portrayal of the world. God has not left us alone, but has intervened for us, despite us, so we can have hope. 

Hope in what? Hope that this world isn't all there is for starters. Hope that by the grace and work of Chrsit we can begin to say no to our sinful nature and NOT EVER forget about things like love and compassion-- even if, God forbid, there is a nuclear fallout. Hope that we too can become like Christ and see God face-to-face. Hope that we, like this world and all it's falleness, are not left to our own devices and ultimate destruction, but can come before the throne of grace and find forgiveness there. Hope that our inheritance is heaven--an eternity with God--where sin, tears, suffering, ect. will be no more. And finally, as though the afore mentioned hopes weren't enough, hope that God will give us the strength to finish the race here on earth well, so that we can stand before him and hear him say, "well done, good and faithful servant." 

It's this hope that I want to represent to the world. I've been called to be His salt, His light, and His hope bearer. So you see I can't curl up in a ball and hide away in fear. How can I proclaim boldy my hope one minute and then run and hide the next? The world so badly needs hope, and here I am, one of many, who knows where the only true hope can be found. It's not just one hope among many, it is THE ONLY hope. This is why I can't let myself be paralyzed by fear. God does not want me to hide His hope from the world. I've been called to be faithful, no matter the circumstance. And in the end may God's glorious hope shine from me, so that those seeking hope will find a LIVING hope in Jesus Christ! 

Monday, January 20, 2014

Random Thoughts and Sleep-ball! :-)

Well I've failed again. Not that I really have to tell you that! :-/ Obvious! 

I just finished watching the premiere to the third series of Sherlock--the new BBC version. It was fantastic! I won't say anything else because I don't want to be a spoiler, BUT I will say if you haven't seen it you should. The first two seasons are on Netflicks Instant play. . . Go catch up so we can discuss! :-) . . . I can only assume that if you are still reading it's because you've already seen Sherlock. Why else would you still be here? :-) I may be an epic failure when it comes to blogging regularly, but I'm rarely wrong when it comes to good TV shows. 

You'll be glad to know I haven't completely failed in everything I said I would do. I did finish editing my novel, and even have a few queries sent out! 1 out of 5 isn't bad, right? 

Oh, I made up a new game today! It's definitely brilliant, and perfect if you're tired (quite literally) of football! (Which I am! Don't get me wrong, I enjoy-ish football as well as any girl like me could, but the playoffs are sooooooo stressful!) Anywho, the game is called "Sleep-ball" and the rules are super simple and easy! Anyone can play! 

Game Set-Up and Game-Play:
1) You wait for the football game to start--any football game will work, but the only one left is the Super Bowl. (Disclaimer: If you enjoy watching the Super Bowl commercials you may want to hold off trying to play Sleep-ball until next season.) 
2) You must challenge yourself to a nap. NOT just any nap, it must last as long as possible through the football game, BUT YOU MUST WAKE UP BEFORE THE FOOTBALL GAME ACTUALLY ENDS! 
3) Once said challenge and terms are defined you curl up with a blankie, pillow, and your pet of choice, and fall asleep. (Note: You must actually be asleep or you're disqualified!) 

Scoring:
Wake up Before half-time = you lose! 
Wake up After half-time but before 4th Quarter= 50 points
Wake up sometime within 4th Quarter = 100 points
Wake up for 2 min warning of 4th Quarter = 150 points and you win! :-) 
Wake up After game ends = you lose! 

I tried Sleep-ball out this afternoon and I won 100 points just for napping during the football game! :-) What a lovely way to wake up, right? Of course now it's nearly 1:00 am, and I'm wired and writing a blog-post. . . So I guess I should list some possible side-effects from playing Sleep-ball. 

Ahem. . . Side-effects could include the following: Sleeplessness, overt silliness, disorientation, sudden aversion to bright lights, the occasional giggle fest (yes, this applies to men too), stomach aches (which is really more a side-effect from the afore mentioned giggle fests), a sudden desire to eat ice-cream and chocolate (preferably together), strange but brief feelings of paranoia (because naturally you've been up too late and are now on a sugar high), rapid heart rate (obviously from the paranoia), and death. (The last in unconfirmed, but I have to mention it just in case!) :-) 

There you have it, "Sleep-Ball" in all it's glory! Way the risks and ask your doctor if "Sleep-ball" is right for you! 

My picture for today: (I know I'm way way way behind, but shhhhhh I'm trying to pretend I'm not!) 


Have a wonderful pleasant night! Thanks for reading and sleep sweetly! 
:-) Leah 


 


Saturday, January 4, 2014

January 4th Picture!

Today I'm thankful for the love of my life! :-) So privileged to walk this journey of life with him. 

Friday, January 3, 2014

It's The Little Things...

Three days into the new year and already I've fallen behind in my New Years resolutions! Sad but predictable really. I made the usual ones of course: get into shape, change my diet, write more, etc. But alas, so far I've written nothing (obviously), I had some chocolate after lunch today, and so far I haven't exercised with the exception of walking my dog Arti. 

I am resolved to do better. Not just on my obvious resolutions. I want to play the piano and tin whistle more. I want to post a picture a day of something I'm thankful for (I read another blog with this idea and I think it's wonderful! I figure I'm only three days behind, but I can post three today and be all caught up!) And most of all I want to blog and write more. I'm blessed to have published one children's book so far, but I have so many more stories rolling around in my head begging to be written down. Two years ago I made a news years resolution to write three pages a day and by April of that year I completed the first draft of my debut novel. Currently I am on the final draft and then off it goes to the publishers! There is no reason why I can't be that resolved again. So here you go, my top three news years resolutions:

1) Post a picture a day
2) Update my blog at least twice a week
3) Write one new children's story a week (I'm working on a children's series!) and finish the final draft of my novel! 

Picture(s) of the day:

My dog Arti :-) 

I love coffee, humor, and NOT waking up too early! 

Tremendously thankful for my little family! 

:-) Leah 

Thursday, September 5, 2013

Thoughts on the Twilight Saga...

Twilight Saga Books by Stephanie Meyer
I finally jumped on the band wagon and read all four of Stephanie Meyer's books in the Twilight Saga. I'll admit I did this kicking and screaming. I really had no interest in the books, the movies, or even the subject matter. I mean vampires and werewolves and other kinds of gruesome un-dead characters don't exactly pop up on my reading list radar. I much prefer historical fiction, mystery, drama, and adventure stories. Quasi-horror never makes the cut. 

One day though, I got into a discussion about the Twilight Saga with a friend who loves them. I had limited to no knowledge of the books, so holding up my end of the discussion quickly became an epic fail. She finally told me bluntly that until I read them myself I couldn't hope to have a solid opinion on them. 

Fair point. 

So I dived in. No surprise the books are MUCH better then the movies, and Meyer certainly has a talent for writing an engaging story. Based on her writing alone it's easy to see why she is a national bestselling author. Also, to her credit, Meyer has written a story that is vastly more complex then just a vampire/human romance. With that being said though I do have some concerns about some content, themes, and especially, lessons within the story.

What I Didn't Like:

First, it needs to be said that I would never call these books young adult fiction. I believe the audiance Meyer and her publishers targeted is far too young for the content. 

One major theme throughout the entire story is the desperate need for Edward and Bella to be together. Now, I appreciate romance as much as anyone, but their relationship is completely unhealthy. Is it really a good thing to be so wrapped up in someone else? Neither Edward or Bella have any independence and no personality in and of themselves. Neither one can function normally or healthily when they are away from each other. Bella spends all her time alone dreaming of Edward and waiting for him to return to her. Edward always expresses a mutual feeling when he arrives. 

In book 2: Edward leaves Bella thinking it'd be safer for her to be out of his life. Once gone, Bella goes into a serious bought of depression. A depression so deep and unhealthy that for months she can barely function and just coasts through her life. She's lost interest in everything and everyone. Her Dad and her old friends are not enough to draw her back out. (Seriously, there are far worse things than being abandoned by your vampire boyfriend. But in Meyer's world it seems as though that it the ultimate sin.)

Part of the problem is the book is written entirely from Bella's point of view. The reader, like Bella, gets no perspective what-so-ever and so the depression is all consuming. Unfortunately the lack of perspective teaches that her pain is all there is and all that matters, which may be how teenagers think in similar situations, but without any outside perspective Bella is left to cope with her pain in very selfish and unhealthy ways; teaching the reader to do the same. Eventually Bella learns that by doing risky and life threatening activities she can hear Edward's voice in her head. (Did I miss something? Usually hearing voices is a BAD thing!) She's so desperate to hold on to some part of him that this revelation only motivates her to pursue even more risky and suicidal actions.

She doesn't begin to "improve" until she starts hanging out with Jacob. Classic relationship rebound! Except this is only moving from one unhealthy relationship to another. The book describes Jacob as Bella's "sun" and she doesn't feel warmth and life unless she's near him. She's now dependent on Jacob for her happiness and well being and is once again wrapped completely and dependently in someone else. It's like she has no personality unless she can lean on a guy.

And Edward is no better. At the end of Book 2 Edward mistakenly believes that Bella has died (because of one of her silly suicidal actions) and so he seeks out the wisest and oldest vampires, known as the Volturi, to end his life for him because he can't live without her. In other words: assisted suicide. 

And this is a relationship that is being upheld as "true love"? How did such an unhealthy view of love elevate so high? How did Bella and Edward end up on the pedestal? We have to be careful with books with such themes. Books that teach that severe depression and suicide are normal responses to a failed relationship. Yet, I would go a step further still and say the books make depression and suicide look desirable. Major alarm bells! 

What should I expect though? If you have an unhealthy relationship from the start how can the response when it fails not be equally unhealthy? My concern is that this relationship between Bella and Edward is raised up as an example of a good if not great relationship. I certainly beg to differ, and I mourn for all the girls who are taught to desire such a relationship. Parents be vigilant and aware of what your children are reading!

Then, of course, there are the controlling and emotionally abusive behavioral traits that both characters emulate. Edward dismantles Bella's car, has her kidnapped by his sister Alice on more then one occasion, and sneaks into her room to watch her sleep, all in the name of "protecting" her. It's not endearing though, it's creepy and comes across as controlling and manipulative. In the first book he goes out of his way to "scare" her away by showing/telling her horrible stories about his past, or his family's past. But at the same time he's drawn to her and desperate to make her stay. He's all over the place and constantly toying with her emotions. Bella even complains about his inconsistency in the first book and just wishes he'd make up his mind. But she's still attracted to him despite everything and wants him more then anything else in the world.... Sound like a cycle of abuse to you? 

Bella is not merely the victim either though. She leads poor Jacob on for at least two books. He's her "second choice" after Edward abandons her and on more then one occasion she admits that she knows she's hurting him and feels guilty, just not guilty enough to stop. Why? Because she needs him and she's selfish. 

All of them (Jacob, Edward, Bella) are constantly using their emotions to justify thier actions. How is any of this behavior healthy? Good? An example to be followed?

Then there's the whole werewolves emprinting on children thing. The books do a much better job making this sound less creepy than the movies did, but I still have some concerns. Emprinting is described in the books as a "shift in gravity." That suddenly it's not gravity keeping you stable on earth, but a certain individual. It's kind of a "love at first sight" deal. Sounds simply enough and other than the above mentioned concerns (i.e. the idea of your identity being so wrapped up in someone else) I was more or less trekking with Meyer so far. 

Then one of the werewolves in the story emprinted on a 2-year-old. No doubt this was necessary for explaining the whole Jacob and Renesmee (Edward and Bella's half human/half vampire daughter) thing later, but my response was still one of horror. Yes yes, I know that Meyer goes on to explain that emprinting is more then just "laying claim" to an individual. She describes it as being so tied to a person that you become whatever they need you to be. So for the 2-year-old in the story, her werewolf became like a big brother. As she grows he'll change into her friend, eventually her boyfriend and finally her husband. But still the issue here is falling in love with a 2-year-old. Or in Jacob's case a newborn. I'm not talking about "falling in love" the way normal people fall in love with babies and toddlers, I'm talking about falling in love with the intent of a sexual union down the road. To her credit, Meyer did go to great lengths to ensure the reader that Jacob in no way thought of Renesmee inappropriately, not even when he learns that she'll be fully mature at the age of 7. Still it was hard not to cry out "pedophile! pedophile!" She matures quickly sure, but she's still only 7 years old! I know it wasn't intended that way at all, but there is something about it that strikes me as inappropriate and creepy. Plus, I was angry that Bella doesn't even to get to bound with her own daughter before Jacob lays his strange wolfy claim on her.       

What I liked:

Originally all I heard about the book was that it taught young girls to go after the "bad boy." I would hear things like, "He's not in love with her, he's attracted to her scent and the smell of her blood. He wants to kill her. That's not love." On this point though I do disagree. I've already stated the MANY problems with their relationships, but there is one rose among the thorns. Probably the ONLY positive and healthy thing about their relationship is Edward's self-control. A "bad boy" is all about rebellion and breaking rules and having no respective for authority. Edward is not like that. While he's certainly not perfect, he does prove to love her more than lust after her or her blood. He even waits until after they are married before he gives in sexually. He has to constantly thwart his own nature so he won't hurt her physically. And he has obvious respect for Carlisle as head of their family. Side-note: I did like that Meyer was careful to not go into detail during the sexual scenes. For all intense and purposes they were very modest, and they only occurred after they were married. It makes the scenes sweet, gentle, and even wholesome. Albeit still wildly inappropriate for young readers, but at least the example of waiting until marriage is there. 

I liked that the book valued life all throughout. The Cullen family values human life even though they are vampires. They deny their nature daily and call themselves "vegetarians"--meaning they only drink the blood of animals. The Cullen family were my absolute favorite part in the entire story. Its not hard to admire them. They exemplified many good and honorable things: family, life, peace, love, and self-control. From a Christian perspective it was a good picture of what it means to "die to self" on a daily basis. While Meyer may have glorified Vampires in others ways, she certainly never glorified their nature or their desire for human blood. Not even when Bella finally becomes one of them and feels that thirst for the first time does Meyer make you feel like her desire for human blood a good thing. The theme of life is also picked up when Bella finds out she's pregnant and fights to keep her child even though everyone is afraid that the child may not be a child but a monster. 

I also loved the humor in the story. There were periods where I laughed outright, or found myself smiling. So to say that I didn't like the story at all is inaccurate. But to say that I loved it is a huge stretch. While the writing is good, the dialogue excellent, and the characters sometimes enjoyable, there is still enough wrong with the story to make me pause. I hesitate to recommend them and cringe at the thought of any daughters--or sons--I may have reading them. Unfortunately, the good themes in the story get buried under the weight of the overwhelming bad ones. And considering I love books and analyze and over-analyze everything I read, I'm afraid that the casual reader would miss the good undertones throughout the story. Certainly you don't have to look too hard to notice the value of family, life, and keeping the peace. But other themes like the amazing self-control of the Cullen family fall into the cracks. It's easy to see that Edward has to exercise self-control or Bella will die, instead of hearing the message that self-control is good even if a person's life isn't at stake. On the same level it's easy to see that the Cullen's have to exercise self-control or their treaty with the werewolves will be broken, instead of seeing that the Cullen's self-control is a sacrifice they make with or without the treaty in place. It's not something they have to do, it's something they choose to do. And that choice is a desirable one. Unfortunately, I'm not convinced that the good themes are enough to redeem the bad ones.  

The #1 thing said about the Twilight Saga is it's an epic romance. It's a love story first and foremost, that's how it's marketed, and that's what the readers walk away with. "What a wonderful love story!" they say, and I cringe. How depressing that Bella and Edward's relationship is being broadcast as a wonderful example of love. Maybe, just maybe, if fans would recognize these character flaws as flaws and not something to aspire to, I would have an easier time with the story... but I doubt it. And I still wouldn't call it young adult fiction... 

Disagree? Agree? Comment below! 

-Leahbug




Wednesday, September 4, 2013

Word are not just words...

I love words, but I'm also afraid of them. Words have power. Talking words, written words, and even just thought-in-the-mind words have the potential to create or destroy. Words can mare a person worse than any weapon, and they can heal wounds invisible to the naked eye. Words can create other worlds, destroy whole civilizations, and give life to beings never imagined before. Words can pierce hearts with harsh and unforgiving probes, and they can encourage and build up minds so they can conquer any foe. Words have power... Power to create and power to destroy.

Words should be respected and wielded with care. Words are not just words, they are the power to communicate, to manipulate, to plan, to hurt, to express thought, feelings, and dreams, to capture moments, to teach, to motivate, to lie, to lead astray, to cry, to keep records of history, to gossip, to create, to embellish, to correct, to entertain, to confess, and to proclaim truth...they reflect wisdom, and stupidity, but also humor, guilt, love, and hate... Words are never just words. Words reflect a persons heart. They are the windows to an individual's soul.  

Often I ask myself if I had only today to express myself one last time what would I say? What nuggets of wisdom could I share? If any... If I had only today and I died tomorrow what words would others use to remember me? Who I was, what I stood for, those who's lives I touched? 

I know what words I want others to say of me. I want to be known as someone who wielded words with care and truth. I've been gifted with the power of words, I've even had some of my words published and plan to have more published. But if any of my words are remembered from now until the end I would want them to be these: words reflect a persons heart. If I use my words to lie then I am a liar, if I use my words to tear down then I am a murderer, if I use my words to gossip then I am liar and a murderer, but if I use my words to build up then I am an encourager, if I use my words to serve then I am a servant, if I use my words to praise God then I am a worshipper, and if I use my words to proclaim Christ, then I am a Christian. 

Let it be said of me that I used my words with fear and trembling; understanding the great power God has given me. 

-Leahbug