On my post of May 11, in the comments section, KitKat made the statement "Maybe the wall is more like the protect and provision of God to new Christians... " to which I replied "I don't believe that God gives the new believer any special EXTERNAL protection. I think that philosophy is Once Saved Always Saved. What He gives them is internal, New Found Virtue by which they can resist the old familiar external temptations."
So after I had posted that comment, I continued to think about it and God brought this verse to my mind: Ps 91:1 He that dwelleth in the secret place of the most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty. 2 I will say of the LORD, He is my refuge and my fortress: my God; in him will I trust. 3 Surely he shall deliver thee from the snare of the fowler, and from the noisome pestilence. 4 He shall cover thee with his feathers, and under his wings shalt thou trust: his truth shall be thy shield and buckler.
Psalms 17 and 36 also speak of the Shadow of the Almighty.
And then I was listening to Scorbee at work the other day and I heard this: Job 1:8 And the LORD said unto Satan, Hast thou considered my servant Job, that there is none like him in the earth, a perfect and an upright man, one that feareth God, and escheweth evil? 9 Then Satan answered the LORD, and said, Doth Job fear God for nought? 10 Hast not thou made an hedge about him, and about his house, and about all that he hath on every side? thou hast blessed the work of his hands, and his substance is increased in the land. 11 But put forth thine hand now, and touch all that he hath, and he will curse thee to thy face.
So we see that God does afford external protection for his saints, but the effectiveness of that protection is dependent upon OUR actions. We must dwell (live, have all of our existence) in the secret place of the Most High in order to abide under the Shadow of the Almighty.
I like the imagery of the Over Shadowing Wing of God, like a nesting fowl protecting it's young from the elements and from predators. At any time, the young chick can scurry from that protection, and at anytime the wandering chick can return, without impedance, into the protective warm.
I saw a very good picture of this the other day at the local home supply store. A pair of Geese had made their nest in one of the planter boxes right in front of the store. The sitting goose would raise its head as high as it could and hiss and bend upon every person who approached too close the Hairy Goose Eye. The third to last time that I was there, I noticed with delight, that two of the eggs had hatch. Two little yellow fluff balls where staggering about the nesting mound. For a brief period the attendant goose stood upon the nest and the two chicks huddled beneath it. Then when it was time for the goose to sit back upon the three remaining eggs, the two goslings where foisted out to huddle by themselves, looking most forlorn, if I can take the liberty of transferring my human emotions to the dumb beasts.
This has invoked in me a very curious notion. Can we not learn from God's glorious creation how we ought to behave? In the scope of this discussion, I would say that the goslings are mature Christians, and the attendant Goose is like God. That would then make the un-hatched eggs "new believers", unquestionably, inexorably dependent upon the covering and warmth of the sire and dam for existence. If we are called to be like Christ, who was God, that then places an incredible responsibility upon us for the well being of new believers.
Saturday, May 24, 2008
Saturday, May 17, 2008
On Prince *cough* Caspian
Honestly? I have been looking forward to this movie's release. I thought that the first movie was awesome, after having seen it in the theaters (more on that later). I think that Belle was looking forward to it more than I was though, because it means a Big Night for her. The kids go to Grandma's and then we get all polished up and go and have a nice steak dinner and then we sit side by side for two hours with no "distractions" and then Saturday morning rolls around and there still aren't any kids to wake her up three times a night (I'm a heavy sleeper. It takes dynamite to wake me) and she gets to sleep-in, undisturbed, till about eight or so. I don't know, I was still asleep. At nine.
I have been looking forward to this movie, but not nearly as much as some others on the Blogosphere. In preparation for the release, I dug our copy of the book out last month, or so, and read it as I was driving back and forth from work. In small bites, it took me a couple of days.
When I was done with the book, I was disappointed. I wanted more. I wasn't satisfied with what I got. I wanted more detail, more action. More, substance. And then I realized, that C.S. Lewis' target audience had been children, and for a kid, 6, 7, 8, it was probably a great story. But despite this lack of satisfaction, that is pro'bly a better way of describing my thoughts, I new that as a book, it would never translate directly over into a film, like, say, Lord of the Rings did. One, it would ultimately be too short, and two, it would just be a lousy motion picture. So I was curious to see how they would make it work, and made more so by the trailers that I started to see.
Belle had been Lurking flowershopgirl, because of Jak's impending information regarding her special pre-release showing of the movie, and had relayed to me what Jak had said. So I was prepared to be disappointed, with at least the beginning. Belle and I had also been talking, over steak, that with movies like this, it's best to try and curb your expectations with the exception of two: that it would be good, and that if it wasn't better, then at least it would be as good as the first one.
After much thought, I have decided that I am disappointed with it.
Now, so that I don't get screamed at for spoiling it for you, don't read any further. Go watch it, form your own opinion and then come back and finish reading. All you need to know from me, at this point, is that it's PG, though how they pulled that off I will never know, and that there is absolutely no language or sex. And Moms and Dads, if you let your kids watch this movie, but won't let them watch LOTR, I only ask: Why? Are minators, satyrs, centaurs, fauns, hags, werewolves, incantations, and evil sorceresses really better than orcs (goblins/demons) getting what they have coming to them? But, that's another discussion.
Now. On with the story
I like the way that it opened. It wraps up that whole Prince Caspian sub-story in the first ten minutes, where if they had transliterated it, it would have taken at least a half hour. And though that whole scene would have made a good TV slot, it would have been kinda slow in a Motion Picture.
I was very surprised that the first scene that you see the Pevensie kids in, one is a lying snob, and another is a brawling jerk with a chip the size of Texas on his shoulder. The writers failed to realize that, yes, they were children in the real world, but in Narnia, they had already lived a lifetime. Aslan had breathed upon them. They had grown out of their childishness, their "adolescent fears." This would have made them odd in the real world. Superior, in the true sense, and very mature in their comportment. It had only been a year for them; the memories of a lifetime in Narnia would still be fresh, vibrant, overshadowing their behavior. If the one had been approached by a curious boy she would have been sweet and understanding. And if the one had gotten into a scrap, say, defending the defenseless, he would never have been mastered. He really would have "sorted" it. Narnian years of martial training would have seen to that. Especially when later, he "takes it to the enemy."
Its convenient how they explained how Trumpkin comes to be captured by Telmarines and about to be drowned, though I don't know how or why in the world they would have taken him all the way to Cair Paravel to do it. Where was Mirazes castle anyway?
The mice were cool. Vicious little assassins. Ankle and throat slashers.
I liked the added scene: the storming of Mirazes castle. That was cool. The gryphons are awesome. I want one. The best scene is when Edmund is deposited on the minaret roof and then you just see gryphon feet silently snatch up the wary guard. But then it turned into what it did. And it ended very poorly. When Glenstorm nods to his son, all those Narnian's left behind would have rallied to at least try and make a difference.
And what is up with the whole Susan/Caspian thing? And the kiss at the end? That just made her look easy and loose. Are they trying to set her up for The Last Battle? What can we expect in Dawn Treader? Painted face and riding in hot rods with boys? Sorry, I forget for a moment that that is an American institution. I could understand the initial reaction: Caspian to himself: That's Queen Susan? Dang, she cute! Susan to herself: Oh, that's Caspian? Wow, he handsome! But then to have it turn into some sort of romance? How? When did they have time? Comradeship forged by war, absolutely. It was a waste of time to try and gin up anything more. It left me confuzzled and ultimately disappointed. Did they really need to pander to the teeny-boppers like that?
The best part of the movie: when Edmund delivers Peter's letter to Miraz. That was clever, and smart. That whole scene was awesome.
Come to think of it, I think that Edmund was not only the best actor in the bunch, but his scenes where the strongest.
And then it just ends. The kids go home, and inside of thirty seconds the credits roll. What about all that conflict at the beginning? Where is the resolution to that? Where is the change in those two unlikable characters that we thought we knew?
There is no resolution to their real world predicament. There is no evidence of change in their previously flawed characters.
Even when "Phyllis" is given the chance to make right her wrong, she doesn't. Are we left to believe that perhaps the director saw nothing wrong with this behavior? Where were the producers who owned the rights to the story? Why didn't they set this wrong right?
And where was Aslan? You hardly see him at all. He was much more predominate in the book.
Ultimately, there were too many mistakes, and not just minor. Too many cliched shots, like five people hiding in bright clothes behind a small pile of logs in the middle of hundreds of pairs of eyes, some of which belonged to war tested Generals and Kings; falling off of towers with smiles on faces to be snatched up by flying wings, like Gandalf from Fellowship; blurry, slow motion sword fights that were always awful anyway but made archaic with the advent of Hero and House of Flying Daggers and Gladiator. And far too many cliche's in the dialogue. To many "You're not what I expected . . .Neither are you" lines for at least the first hour and a half. There was a point where the dialogue and the action got noticeably better, or perhaps it's more accurate to say that I didn't notice anymore cliches. It became more natural, fresh, flowed smoother. I think it was about the castle scene or just after.
I would really like to know who wrote what? Three people wrote this one; four for TLWW. Unless it's a writing team, that writes better as two people than most people by themselves, you run the risk of muddying the waters. Many times you end up with wallpaper over original paint and new paint over that wallpaper and new wallpaper over all of that: a great big mess. (exactly)
Now, I understand that their target audience was PG; children. But they forget about all of the adults who, as children, read the books and were looking forward to an acceptable interpretation of Master Lewis' dream. My girls won't be watching this one when it comes home on DVD. At least not for a while. 10, 12, 13 maybe. And if they were targeting children, then why was it so violent? I was expecting it to be like the first, with it's cut away scenes. Is that what they want? Stupid, silly, loose, violent children?
It was nothing like Enchanted, which I think is the cutest movie I have ever seen. Enchanted is kid friendly, at lest until the end, but smart and honestly funny. Prince Caspian had none of that. Smart and Original were left unemployed for too long.
But honestly, Incomplete, what do you expect from the director of Shrek? But the first one was so good! Yes it was. In small doses. The more you watch it, the more it's short comings are made apparent. As good as it is, it is no Princess Bride: timeless
Would I recommend going and seeing Prince Caspian? Sure. But only once. And if you can catch the twilight matinee (5 bucks around here) do that. Cuz called me on the phone and asked me what I thought. I gave him the nutshell of this briefing. He's gonna go check it out.
It's not bad. It's just not nearly as good as it could have been. What would be cool, in my humble opinion, is if they fired the director and got someone fresh. Maybe Michael Bay is available, or John Favreau, or even Kurt Wimmer. Heck, maybe Sam Raimi would even consider it, as long as he didn't try and push it over the top like he did with Spider Man 3. Of course, my preferred choice would be Peter Jackson, but that's expecting too much. After all, he is already getting a good slice of the pie with Weta doing so much already.
The second best part of the movie? Regina Spektor and The Call. I can't get enought of it.
I won't be buying any of her albums, but I love her voice. Blue eyed soul wrapped in an anti-folk package. Makes me think of my sis KitKat and my sisinlaw KT. Not the voice, the face and the behavior. I spent two hours last night watching her videos on YouTube. Let's just say, she needs Jesus.
So, go enjoy. And don't be afraid to tell me where I'm wrong. I crave change.
I have been looking forward to this movie, but not nearly as much as some others on the Blogosphere. In preparation for the release, I dug our copy of the book out last month, or so, and read it as I was driving back and forth from work. In small bites, it took me a couple of days.
When I was done with the book, I was disappointed. I wanted more. I wasn't satisfied with what I got. I wanted more detail, more action. More, substance. And then I realized, that C.S. Lewis' target audience had been children, and for a kid, 6, 7, 8, it was probably a great story. But despite this lack of satisfaction, that is pro'bly a better way of describing my thoughts, I new that as a book, it would never translate directly over into a film, like, say, Lord of the Rings did. One, it would ultimately be too short, and two, it would just be a lousy motion picture. So I was curious to see how they would make it work, and made more so by the trailers that I started to see.
Belle had been Lurking flowershopgirl, because of Jak's impending information regarding her special pre-release showing of the movie, and had relayed to me what Jak had said. So I was prepared to be disappointed, with at least the beginning. Belle and I had also been talking, over steak, that with movies like this, it's best to try and curb your expectations with the exception of two: that it would be good, and that if it wasn't better, then at least it would be as good as the first one.
After much thought, I have decided that I am disappointed with it.
Now, so that I don't get screamed at for spoiling it for you, don't read any further. Go watch it, form your own opinion and then come back and finish reading. All you need to know from me, at this point, is that it's PG, though how they pulled that off I will never know, and that there is absolutely no language or sex. And Moms and Dads, if you let your kids watch this movie, but won't let them watch LOTR, I only ask: Why? Are minators, satyrs, centaurs, fauns, hags, werewolves, incantations, and evil sorceresses really better than orcs (goblins/demons) getting what they have coming to them? But, that's another discussion.
Now. On with the story
I like the way that it opened. It wraps up that whole Prince Caspian sub-story in the first ten minutes, where if they had transliterated it, it would have taken at least a half hour. And though that whole scene would have made a good TV slot, it would have been kinda slow in a Motion Picture.
I was very surprised that the first scene that you see the Pevensie kids in, one is a lying snob, and another is a brawling jerk with a chip the size of Texas on his shoulder. The writers failed to realize that, yes, they were children in the real world, but in Narnia, they had already lived a lifetime. Aslan had breathed upon them. They had grown out of their childishness, their "adolescent fears." This would have made them odd in the real world. Superior, in the true sense, and very mature in their comportment. It had only been a year for them; the memories of a lifetime in Narnia would still be fresh, vibrant, overshadowing their behavior. If the one had been approached by a curious boy she would have been sweet and understanding. And if the one had gotten into a scrap, say, defending the defenseless, he would never have been mastered. He really would have "sorted" it. Narnian years of martial training would have seen to that. Especially when later, he "takes it to the enemy."
Its convenient how they explained how Trumpkin comes to be captured by Telmarines and about to be drowned, though I don't know how or why in the world they would have taken him all the way to Cair Paravel to do it. Where was Mirazes castle anyway?
The mice were cool. Vicious little assassins. Ankle and throat slashers.
I liked the added scene: the storming of Mirazes castle. That was cool. The gryphons are awesome. I want one. The best scene is when Edmund is deposited on the minaret roof and then you just see gryphon feet silently snatch up the wary guard. But then it turned into what it did. And it ended very poorly. When Glenstorm nods to his son, all those Narnian's left behind would have rallied to at least try and make a difference.
And what is up with the whole Susan/Caspian thing? And the kiss at the end? That just made her look easy and loose. Are they trying to set her up for The Last Battle? What can we expect in Dawn Treader? Painted face and riding in hot rods with boys? Sorry, I forget for a moment that that is an American institution. I could understand the initial reaction: Caspian to himself: That's Queen Susan? Dang, she cute! Susan to herself: Oh, that's Caspian? Wow, he handsome! But then to have it turn into some sort of romance? How? When did they have time? Comradeship forged by war, absolutely. It was a waste of time to try and gin up anything more. It left me confuzzled and ultimately disappointed. Did they really need to pander to the teeny-boppers like that?
The best part of the movie: when Edmund delivers Peter's letter to Miraz. That was clever, and smart. That whole scene was awesome.
Come to think of it, I think that Edmund was not only the best actor in the bunch, but his scenes where the strongest.
And then it just ends. The kids go home, and inside of thirty seconds the credits roll. What about all that conflict at the beginning? Where is the resolution to that? Where is the change in those two unlikable characters that we thought we knew?
There is no resolution to their real world predicament. There is no evidence of change in their previously flawed characters.
Even when "Phyllis" is given the chance to make right her wrong, she doesn't. Are we left to believe that perhaps the director saw nothing wrong with this behavior? Where were the producers who owned the rights to the story? Why didn't they set this wrong right?
And where was Aslan? You hardly see him at all. He was much more predominate in the book.
Ultimately, there were too many mistakes, and not just minor. Too many cliched shots, like five people hiding in bright clothes behind a small pile of logs in the middle of hundreds of pairs of eyes, some of which belonged to war tested Generals and Kings; falling off of towers with smiles on faces to be snatched up by flying wings, like Gandalf from Fellowship; blurry, slow motion sword fights that were always awful anyway but made archaic with the advent of Hero and House of Flying Daggers and Gladiator. And far too many cliche's in the dialogue. To many "You're not what I expected . . .Neither are you" lines for at least the first hour and a half. There was a point where the dialogue and the action got noticeably better, or perhaps it's more accurate to say that I didn't notice anymore cliches. It became more natural, fresh, flowed smoother. I think it was about the castle scene or just after.
I would really like to know who wrote what? Three people wrote this one; four for TLWW. Unless it's a writing team, that writes better as two people than most people by themselves, you run the risk of muddying the waters. Many times you end up with wallpaper over original paint and new paint over that wallpaper and new wallpaper over all of that: a great big mess. (exactly)
Now, I understand that their target audience was PG; children. But they forget about all of the adults who, as children, read the books and were looking forward to an acceptable interpretation of Master Lewis' dream. My girls won't be watching this one when it comes home on DVD. At least not for a while. 10, 12, 13 maybe. And if they were targeting children, then why was it so violent? I was expecting it to be like the first, with it's cut away scenes. Is that what they want? Stupid, silly, loose, violent children?
It was nothing like Enchanted, which I think is the cutest movie I have ever seen. Enchanted is kid friendly, at lest until the end, but smart and honestly funny. Prince Caspian had none of that. Smart and Original were left unemployed for too long.
But honestly, Incomplete, what do you expect from the director of Shrek? But the first one was so good! Yes it was. In small doses. The more you watch it, the more it's short comings are made apparent. As good as it is, it is no Princess Bride: timeless
Would I recommend going and seeing Prince Caspian? Sure. But only once. And if you can catch the twilight matinee (5 bucks around here) do that. Cuz called me on the phone and asked me what I thought. I gave him the nutshell of this briefing. He's gonna go check it out.
It's not bad. It's just not nearly as good as it could have been. What would be cool, in my humble opinion, is if they fired the director and got someone fresh. Maybe Michael Bay is available, or John Favreau, or even Kurt Wimmer. Heck, maybe Sam Raimi would even consider it, as long as he didn't try and push it over the top like he did with Spider Man 3. Of course, my preferred choice would be Peter Jackson, but that's expecting too much. After all, he is already getting a good slice of the pie with Weta doing so much already.
The second best part of the movie? Regina Spektor and The Call. I can't get enought of it.
I won't be buying any of her albums, but I love her voice. Blue eyed soul wrapped in an anti-folk package. Makes me think of my sis KitKat and my sisinlaw KT. Not the voice, the face and the behavior. I spent two hours last night watching her videos on YouTube. Let's just say, she needs Jesus.
So, go enjoy. And don't be afraid to tell me where I'm wrong. I crave change.
Sunday, May 11, 2008
Long time no . . . write
So there really isn't any room for me to say "It feels like forever since I've written" because it has been.
My excuse? The usual: extremely busy. Everyone wants to be their own boss, own their own business, reap the benefits of cutting out the Middle Man who's getting all the money any way, of orchestrating their work schedule as they like. They want all the glory, not realizing that owning your own business is a LOT of work.
I knew that it would be, but I didn't know how much. I think that it's something like courtship. You find yourself madly in love with a person and you just want to spend all of your time with them and you don't see any of their faults, the fire, or passion, is burning white hot, welding hot(I like to use blacksmith terminology). Sparks fly (the euphoric ones) and all is bliss. Then you get married and the fire cools, as it is supposed to (if the fire stays welding hot for too long, the metal burns up) and you discover that you never REALLY new the person you were so crazy about. Then the work begins. I believe that God created this. Because if we new before hand how difficult it was going to be, very few people would ever do it willingly.
I think that that is why so many business (and marriages) fail. Because they didn't know what they were getting into (who does?) and they were never able to get the heat just right. In business, they work too hard, take on too much work, fail to control the quality-the fire got too hot. Or they didn't work hard enough, or they thought that they didn't have to work hard, or they "lost their shirt" too many times-the fire was too cold. I have come to strongly believe that life is a razor's edge. Jesus put it the best way: 13Enter ye in at the strait gate: for wide is the gate, and broad is the way, that leadeth to destruction, and many there be which go in thereat: 14 Because strait is the gate, and narrow is the way, which leadeth unto life, and few there be that find it Matt 7.
Pilgrims Progress depicts it as a walled lane. I don't agree with this view. I think that the Christian walk, and life, is a narrow hogback. On the left hand is the world and all of its sorrows, on the right hand is the Religious System and all it's confusion. I am always encouraged by Jesus' prayer in John 17 13 And now come I to thee; and these things I speak in the world, that they might have my joy fulfilled in themselves. 14 I have given them thy word; and the world hath hated them, because they are not of the world, even as I am not of the world. 15 I pray not that thou shouldest take them out of the world, but that thou shouldest keep them from the evil. 16 They are not of the world, even as I am not of the world. 17 ¶ Sanctify them through thy truth: thy word is truth. 18 As thou hast sent me into the world, even so have I also sent them into the world. 19 And for their sakes I sanctify myself, that they also might be sanctified through the truth. 20 ¶ Neither pray I for these alone, but for them also which shall believe on me through their word; 21 That they all may be one; as thou, Father, art in me, and I in thee, that they also may be one in us: that the world may believe that thou hast sent me. 22 And the glory which thou gavest me I have given them; that they may be one, even as we are one: 23 I in them, and thou in me, that they may be made perfect in one; and that the world may know that thou hast sent me, and hast loved them, as thou hast loved me. Doesn't that just reverberate in the core of your being?
I was saying that I didn't agree with Mr. Bunyan's depiction of the Christian walk. I think that the way is lined with narrow gates, Jesus Christ, admitting all who find it freely onto the narrow way. But not all travelers have experienced the long journey. Jesus again said as much with the parable of the hirelings; how the master hired men all through the day and payed them all the same wages at the end of the day.
But how did I get on to all of that?
I have been busy. The project that I have been on since last June is finally winding down. Pro'bly in the next three weeks I'll be all wrapped up. Of course, I have been saying that for the last three months. But my customer is awesome and the job has been really good. I don't have anything major lined up after, but God has always provided for us. Our needs are always met. I have discovered that I am only limited by my own motivation.
So, okay. I think that that is probably pretty good for now.
P.S. For those of you who have linked to me, or tagged me, thanks. I love you guys, and I love that you're thinking about me, and please don't be offended when I don't tag you back. Feel free to ask me why, if you want.
I'm outy.
My excuse? The usual: extremely busy. Everyone wants to be their own boss, own their own business, reap the benefits of cutting out the Middle Man who's getting all the money any way, of orchestrating their work schedule as they like. They want all the glory, not realizing that owning your own business is a LOT of work.
I knew that it would be, but I didn't know how much. I think that it's something like courtship. You find yourself madly in love with a person and you just want to spend all of your time with them and you don't see any of their faults, the fire, or passion, is burning white hot, welding hot(I like to use blacksmith terminology). Sparks fly (the euphoric ones) and all is bliss. Then you get married and the fire cools, as it is supposed to (if the fire stays welding hot for too long, the metal burns up) and you discover that you never REALLY new the person you were so crazy about. Then the work begins. I believe that God created this. Because if we new before hand how difficult it was going to be, very few people would ever do it willingly.
I think that that is why so many business (and marriages) fail. Because they didn't know what they were getting into (who does?) and they were never able to get the heat just right. In business, they work too hard, take on too much work, fail to control the quality-the fire got too hot. Or they didn't work hard enough, or they thought that they didn't have to work hard, or they "lost their shirt" too many times-the fire was too cold. I have come to strongly believe that life is a razor's edge. Jesus put it the best way: 13Enter ye in at the strait gate: for wide is the gate, and broad is the way, that leadeth to destruction, and many there be which go in thereat: 14 Because strait is the gate, and narrow is the way, which leadeth unto life, and few there be that find it Matt 7.
Pilgrims Progress depicts it as a walled lane. I don't agree with this view. I think that the Christian walk, and life, is a narrow hogback. On the left hand is the world and all of its sorrows, on the right hand is the Religious System and all it's confusion. I am always encouraged by Jesus' prayer in John 17 13 And now come I to thee; and these things I speak in the world, that they might have my joy fulfilled in themselves. 14 I have given them thy word; and the world hath hated them, because they are not of the world, even as I am not of the world. 15 I pray not that thou shouldest take them out of the world, but that thou shouldest keep them from the evil. 16 They are not of the world, even as I am not of the world. 17 ¶ Sanctify them through thy truth: thy word is truth. 18 As thou hast sent me into the world, even so have I also sent them into the world. 19 And for their sakes I sanctify myself, that they also might be sanctified through the truth. 20 ¶ Neither pray I for these alone, but for them also which shall believe on me through their word; 21 That they all may be one; as thou, Father, art in me, and I in thee, that they also may be one in us: that the world may believe that thou hast sent me. 22 And the glory which thou gavest me I have given them; that they may be one, even as we are one: 23 I in them, and thou in me, that they may be made perfect in one; and that the world may know that thou hast sent me, and hast loved them, as thou hast loved me. Doesn't that just reverberate in the core of your being?
I was saying that I didn't agree with Mr. Bunyan's depiction of the Christian walk. I think that the way is lined with narrow gates, Jesus Christ, admitting all who find it freely onto the narrow way. But not all travelers have experienced the long journey. Jesus again said as much with the parable of the hirelings; how the master hired men all through the day and payed them all the same wages at the end of the day.
But how did I get on to all of that?
I have been busy. The project that I have been on since last June is finally winding down. Pro'bly in the next three weeks I'll be all wrapped up. Of course, I have been saying that for the last three months. But my customer is awesome and the job has been really good. I don't have anything major lined up after, but God has always provided for us. Our needs are always met. I have discovered that I am only limited by my own motivation.
So, okay. I think that that is probably pretty good for now.
P.S. For those of you who have linked to me, or tagged me, thanks. I love you guys, and I love that you're thinking about me, and please don't be offended when I don't tag you back. Feel free to ask me why, if you want.
I'm outy.
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