Saturday Night Thoughts

Yesterday's post was a heavy one. It's hard to know how to follow that. I think for tonight I'm just going to give you a few random thoughts going through my head right now...

Chris took me tonight to this little French restaurant in Old Colorado City. It's actually an old house that's been converted into a restaurant. But it still looks very much like a house. The ambiance was great - very warm with a muted elegance. And the food was fantastic! I'd recommend it to anyone in the Colorado Springs area looking for a nice place for a date.

Tomorrow is the Superbowl. I don't really care about either team, but for Chris' sake I'll root for the Steelers. I always enjoy watching the game ... well, actually what I enjoy is watching all the extra stuff like the Star Spangled Banner, the commercials and the halftime show. What? You never know when the next wardrobe malfunction may occur.

My sister Sara gets married four weeks from today. We're going to New York for her wedding. It will be a blast, I'm sure! (Upstate New York in February? Definitely a blast of arctic wind.) Anyway, I'm excited for her wedding. It's been fun to watch how God worked in her life to bring her to this point. It's still hard to imagine my little Sara a married woman.

Well, that's all for tonight. It's late, my belly's full of French food, my eyes are heavy and my bed is calling my name.

Goodnight.

My Broken Heart

I wrote a post on Compassion's blog today about Slumdog Millionaire. I meant everything I wrote in it, but to be honest, I wrote it from an emotionally detached place.

I'd encourage you to go read it before you read the rest of the this post ...

Did you read it?

What do you think about the question at the end? See, I'm really wrestling with this idea of poverty tourism. Where exactly is the line between educating ourselves about poverty and exploiting the poor?

A warning about the following video: It will break your heart. It will take guts to watch it. I truthfully have never seen a video that broke my heart so completely as this one.

I'm not posting it to be emotionally manipulative. I don't want to evoke your pity or guilt. What I want to do is help you understand what poverty looks like.



You will not see videos or photographs like this from Compassion. I didn't post this as an employee of Compassion. I posted it because it helped me to emotionally connect with the work I do every day.

If during this video your heart was broken for the poor, please don't ignore that.

Do something about it.

Are You Alive?

MAY I PLEASE HAVE EVERYONE'S ATTENTION?
Thank you.

Now, if you would all please follow me to my brother's blog.

Stat.

His post today is BRILLIANT. Very deep and yet so funny at the same time. (Oh and be sure to watch the video.)

Then if you liked the post, leave him a comment. Hopefully this will encourage him to post more often. Because obviously, he's got good stuff to say.

Poverty

“It is a poverty to decide that a child must die so that you may live as you wish.”

~Mother Teresa

Twilight: Blood wasn't the only thing that got sucked in.

I'm sure by now you've heard of the Twilight Series. It is one of those book series that, similar to the Harry Potter series, came from a virtunally unknown author and rocketed to instant fame when it found it's tipping point.

Stephenie Meyer sold 22 million books in 2008! That's more than any other author. So obviously, I had to jump on the bandwagon to see what all the fuss was about.

I got on the waiting list at the library for Twilight knowing little about the book. All I knew was that it was a teen romance involving a vampire. I'm not really much of a fan of science fiction, so obviously I was very skeptical.

Well guess what?

I couldn't put it down. Literally. I took it with me everywhere. I read it while waiting for my carpool buddy. I ready it while I was on the roller beds at the chiropractor's office. I read it on my breaks at work. I read it in the mornings and late into the night.

Here's the weird thing. It's not that great. The writing is very simplistic. The story plays out like a teen drama on the CW. It's fluff. Plus, if I try to reason logically through the story, it makes no sense.

So what's the deal? I obviously got sucked into the story. Shallow writing or not, I had to know what happened. There were moments while I was reading it that I actually felt silly, caring about something so ridiculously implausible as a vampire. And yet, I still found myself enjoying it. This review on Amazon summed my thoughts up well ...

Rather than feeling as though I were trudging through a heavy piece of fantasy fiction, I was able to let my mind relax and float into the story as if I were watching some strangely intoxicating reality show about a clumsy teenage girl and a thoroughly confused vampire. In the end, despite their flaws and not fully understanding their logic or reasoning, I even enjoyed the characters Meyer created.

This is a novel you should pick up when you just want to shut off your brain for a little while and escape reality. Basically, you shouldn't try to read this novel with too serious an eye.

Exactly.

There were certainly moments when I got more than a little creeped out. One night, while I was standing in the kitchen reading a very suspenseful scene (the baseball scene, for those who have read it) someone opened the front door and I almost jumped out of my skin.

Reading the last few chapters, I was totally engrossed. The ending is great. Even though it won't win any Oscars, I do, in fact, want to watch the movie. I've put the trailer for you below.

Oh, and for those of you who are fans, did you know that Stephenie Meyer has written the story from Edward's perspective? You can read it on her web site.

So now I'm on the library's waiting list for New Moon, the next book in four-book series. As my brother pointed out, some would consider reading fluff like this a waste of time. But then, isn't that all fiction? It's entertainment, pure and simple, and to that end, it fulfilled it's purpose. I was entertained.

Oh Hey

Hello, blog friends. How was your weekend? Mine was good. It was snowy and cold here in The CO, so other than some quality dog walking time, I spent most of it indoors.

We did go out on Saturday, though. You know what I think? Sushi and a movie = FUN. Who's with me?

We saw Slumdog Millionaire. It was my second attempt to see it (the first time it was sold out.) Actually, our show was sold out too. Now, with the Best Picture Oscar nomination, I'm sure it will continue to sell out.

I found out this morning that two of the movies we've seen recently are nominated for Best Picture. (Benjamin Button and Slumdog Millionaire. ) While I enjoyed Benjamin Button, if I were Oscar, I'd give it to Slumdog. No question. The story was original. The acting was great. The music was good. They did a fantastic (and heartbreaking) job of showing life in the Indian slums. It was very well done. Have you seen either? Which do you think should win?

Oh, and in other random news, check out this article I read today. Crazy, huh? What did they do ... send a corporate memo: "We are implementing a new, company-wide policy, effective immediately. Go home and do it." How do you think this would go over in the U.S.A.?

Well, that's about it for this Monday morning update. In case you're wondering, I'm still updating my photo blog, although I seem to miss as many days as I post. Taking a picture a day is challenging! I'll try to get better ... promise. If you haven't researched the Freedom of Choice Act, please do it.

Have a super Monday! Toodles.

Freedom, My Butt

You see the new widget over there to the right of this post?

Normally I try to stay away from anything remotely political. You know how I feel about politics. I know there are a million different opinions on a million different issues and it is a rare thing when a political discussion doesn't end with blown out tempers and hurt feelings. It's usually easier to avoid the topics altogether. Besides all that, I don't want to get the reputation for having a bunch of crap and ads all over my blog.

But every once in a while I feel so strongly about something that I will make an exception to the rule. This is one of those times.

You might have heard of something called the Freedom of Choice Act (FOCA). I'd heard the name thrown around, but I always wrote it off as another piece of legislation that will be batted around Congress for years to come. However, with the recent swearing in of our new president, this particular issue suddenly became very important. So I finally looked at it a little closer.

People, it's freakin' SCARY.

Here's how my brother (who has done his homework) puts it ...

FOCA would establish the right to abortion as a fundamental right (like the right to free speech) and wipe away every restriction on abortion nationwide.

Woah.

Also, as stated on the Fight FOCA web site, it would compel taxpayer funding of abortions. Well, this is one taxpayer who is saying that is not okay with me.

But even beyond that, it takes away the right of any doctor to refuse to be party to an abortion. Excuse me?? Since when have doctors been forced to perform a procedure? Is that freedom?

So what can we do?

1. We can pray. We can pray for our nation to stand up for the Truth. We can pray for the members of Congress who will be voting on this issue. We can pray for President Obama to have a change of heart. We can pray for those mamas who will be faced with choosing between life and death for their baby. We can pray for the babies whose lives are on the line.

2. We can stop being ignorant. Seriously, I'll be the first to admit that it seems easier to remain ignorant about this. One can't be held responsible for what one doesn't know, right? Bull. That's the coward's answer. We have been called to a higher purpose. Do your homework. Read the Act for yourself. Visit the Fight FOCA web site.

3. We can speak up. Sign the petition. Post the widget on your blog or Facebook page. Heck, get mad. That's what made me write this post. Take advantage of the fact that we live in a country where we can legally stand up for good - the pure, the lovely, the admirable - in this world. Not everyone has that opportunity.

So what do you think? Can we stop this madness even though it seems inevitable? I think so. In fact ... say it with me altogether now ...

Yes, we can.