Book Review: The Shack by Wm. Paul Young

I recently finished reading this book for the second time.  I don't know how I missed this book when it was released in 2007, but I am happy I got to read it now.

If you are like me, and had your head in the sand when the book was widely discussed and shared, pick it up now and read it.  It is a very influential work of fiction.

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God's Not Dead

I just finished watching God's Not Dead.  I have to admit, it was not the first movie on my list of movies to see, due to poor critical reviews (Rotten Tomatoes), but it was on Netflix, so I clicked on it.

I was captivated.

If you haven't seen this, watch this.  I was captivated by the exchange between the student and the professor, even though both were exaggerated characters.  I also enjoyed the exchange of the young pastor with the missionary.  I loved the way the writers loosely tied the characters together.

But I think my favorite scene is depicted here below.  To set the scene, we understand the guy to be a very mean lawyer, who does not think of anyone but himself, and the lady to be his mother, who is riddled in a dementia.

That's pretty neat.  

Take a couple hours, and press "play" on your online Netflix subscription.  It is worth your time.  

Got's Not Dead is still my favorite opening worship song at church.  

Facing the Giants

Average man on left, Anak giant on right

I read this passage this morning:

But the others said, "We can't attack those people; they're way stronger than we are." They spread scary rumors among the People of Israel.  They said, "We scouted out the land from one end to the other - it's a land that swallows people whole.  Everybody we saw was huge.  Why, we even saw the Nephilim giants (the Anak giants come from the Nephilim).  Alongside them we felt like grasshoppers.  And they looked down on us as if we were grasshoppers." ~Numbers 13:31-33 (MSG)

Where is Your Eternal Place?

March 26, 1931 – February 27, 2015

Thanks to social media, I found out Leonard Nimoy passed away today, as a result of Chronic Obstruction Pulmonary Disease.  He played my beloved Mr. Spock in the television and movies series, Star Trek.  His character knew the sacrifices that needed to be made for others.

I am not sure where Mr. Nimoy stood in relationship with God.  Did he have the opportunity to hear the Good News?  Did he know God?  At the time of death, did he think about eternity?  I hope he did, and that he made the choice to believe.

Rest in Peace, Mr. Nimoy (I hope).  

Jail Bird for MDA

Hi Everyone,

Today is the day! I am "locked up" until funds are released to "make bail."  Help me make bail to get out on time to get to a meeting!

Muscular Dystrophy Association is an organization that sponsors research seeking the causes of and effective treatments for neuromuscular diseases.  The funds are also used to pay for kids to attend summer camp.

Muscular Dystrophy is a progressive disease, and often heartbreaking to watch as it progresses.

Consider donating!   Click on my personal page.

Kathy

About 50 Shades of Grey - by Erik Cooper

I came across this post yesterday, and with all the hype about the movie version of the book opening this weekend, I thought his advice was right on.  I had to chuckle when I clicked on his Spotify playlist.

You can find this post originally here.

Her eyes widened then quickly shifted down at the table as she moved uncomfortably in her seat. I had asked one of those awkward dad questions.

“So have you and your friends heard about this new movie ‘Fifty Shades of Grey?'”

She paused, then sheepishly acknowledged.

“Don’t worry, I’m not going where you think I am with this dialog. Relax.”

Revisiting Childhood

A couple weeks ago, I came across an interesting Facebook question: "What was your favorite children's book growing up?"  There was an overwhelming response, with over 100 people who chimed in, all with some cherished book that represented a fond memory.

 This made me reflect a bit about my own childhood experiences, and I found a couple books I remember begging to read over and over.  There was comfort in how the book would always turn out.  Later in life, I found books that my son would enjoy having read to him over and over.