Tag: Reflecting

  • Dark Knight Rises and The Myth of Redemptive Violence

    Dark Knight Rises and The Myth of Redemptive Violence

    *** SPOILER ALERT **** There be spoilers below. If ya don’t want ’em, don’t read it. Still, I whited out as many spoilers as I could. Select the invisible text to see the missing words. Dark Knight Rises was pretty epic, as movies go. I left the theater with dozens of thoughts tumbling around my…

  • Me vs Them

    I hate “Us vs Them” Christians. You know the type: Every other denomination is going to hell in a handbasket, and they have a handle on the truth, and if only somebody would listen to them, the world would be a much better place. They go to small churches and have small minds and occupy…

  • Value

    I posted this to my Intro to DMA blog back in Fall 2009. I felt like it needed to be reposted here… 🙂 Have you ever noticed that in some films there is a message, intentional or unintentional, that value is dependent upon certain things? For instance… You’re valuable… if you’re beautiful (think every Disney…

  • Fire

    You just can’t sit still, can you? I was taking off my shoes in my apartment when this thought hit me. There are some people who just can’t sit still. There’s this fire deep inside them, something that refuses to sit down and shut up. They can go do stuff they don’t care about for…

  • Preach

    I learned during my very formative years that the world was largely filled with people who were going to hell because they didn’t believe in Jesus. I also learned that my primary job as a Christian is to get other people to believe in Jesus so they will go to heaven and not go to…

  • Creation Groans

    I woke up this morning from a dream about being at Jumonville. Summer Staff 2011. And I realized that, come summer 2011, most of the people that I knew and loved from Summer 2009 won’t be there. The Beattys, Ree, Craig, Ashley Crago, and maybe David Orr will still be there… but Kristen will be…

  • Saints & Poets

    “…I can’t. I can’t go on. It goes so fast. We don’t have time to look at one another. I didn’t realize. So all that was going on and we never noticed… Do any human beings ever realize life while they live it–every,every minute?” “No. …The saints and poets, maybe they do some.” -Our Town,…

  • Reflections on the Holocaust

    Not for the weak of stomach. Exit while you can. Written on a sheet of notebook paper and transcribed. I’m sitting outside of chapel, They’re doing praise and worship inside, and I can’t go in. Not yet. We just watched a holocaust video. For the first time, I cried over it. The inhumanity. This must…

  • “He’s not finished with me yet” (and) the search for home

    It seems like every time I turn on the radio, I hear Brandon Heath’s song “He’s not finished with me yet.” This last time, I started wondering about that. I was born in Tennessee Late July humidity Doctor said I was lucky to be alive I’ve been trouble since the day that I got here…

  • A Time To Weep, and a Time to Laugh

    The summer is over. The Jumonville grounds echo the sounds of a full summer; when you walk outside, you can almost hear the echoes of the kids laughing and the staff shouting out important safety rules, then explaining that every last one of them is a beautiful, unrepeatable miracle, or BUM. The staff cabins, Andrew…