What was I thinking? - Part 2

I always appreciate the comments that others leave in response to my blog. And sometimes its important to pass them on. These two arrived today and I thought posting them would be helpful and instructive. They come from 2 different parts of our great land, the first from Richard in the swamps of Georgia and the second from Margot in the Pacific Northwest. Thanks for your sage comments.


Excellent Post Bro, Appreciate the charactered candor. I hope your readers will follow your insightful anaysis. A wise man learns from experience-A wiser man learns from someone else's!
Richard


Hi Jeff,
I too got duped into seeing the Dark Knight. I came home so mad and up set it took me most of what was left of the evening to settle down. I based my decision on going on the previous Bat Man movies. What I ended up seeing was 2.5 hours of non stop senseless violence. As if violence ever really makes sense. The violence in this movie was not violence with even a motive but simply for the sake of destruction. This film was unbelievably dark.

So as I searched my heart to see if there was anything of redeeming value as a result of that experience. All I could come up with was that it was a wake up call for how dark our world has become. We as believers need to burn much brighter.

"All that's necessary for the forces of evil to win in the world is for enough good men to do nothing."
- Edmund Burke

It is time to be out shining the light of the gospel on every street corner. We have been too busy shining our lights at each other.

If this film does anything I hope that what the enemy meant for our destruction will turn out for our good. In that those unfortunate believers who had to witness the evil of this movie would wake up to the fact that our enemy is not flesh and blood but powers and principalities intent on destruction.

We need to wake up - no matter what end time scenario you choose to hold to the hour grows late and our lives are only a pittance of years. It is our personal end times. What will we do with our years for the glory of our Lord and King? Will we have oil in our lamps when the Bride Groom comes? Will he find us faithful?

For me, after repenting for not walking out after the first 15 minutes and subjecting myself to the entire movie. After I calmed down and turned to God in prayer with humble repentant heart.
I came to the conclusion that I needed to ask God to turn up the fire in my life. How easy it is to be lulled to sleep or to be carried away by all the distractions and things of this life. We have become desensitized to the evil running rampant in our land. Truly we need to allow the Lord to shake us up.

2 Chronicles 7:14
if my people, who are called by my name, will humble themselves and pray and seek my face and turn from their wicked ways, then will I hear from heaven and will forgive their sin and will heal their land.

It is time to wear out our knees!

Kudos Jeff for speaking out on this one.

Posted by Margot to A Wandering Traveler at October 12, 2008 10:00

Grateful for other travelers.
Traveler

What was I thinking?

A couple of week ago, I went to see a movie with a friend. I didn't want to particularly go to see this movie. While it looked interesting, I feared it would be as bad, with little redeeming value. Not bad as in horrible plot, acting and film making but bad as in content. The kind of movie where you leave and say, "What was I thinking?" I now say, publicly, that I was wrong to go see this movie.

Now at this point I could offer up some generic insights about how I felt, why I felt it and the lessons learned. But no matter what I say, the only thing you will want to know is, "Which Movie was it?" You would miss all the salient points and the nuggets of truth I might dispense. You might also take this opportunity to, silently and to yourself, pass judgment on me for my poor choice of movie and lack of moral certitude. "How could you see THAT?" or "DUH!" or even "What were you Thinking?"

So I guess before we continue any further, I must be transparent and tell you which movie I saw......

It was.......

Are you really certain that the title of the movie is That important? Shouldn't my pithy observations be enough for you? Shouldn't my revelation that I Was Wrong to see this film be enough to satisfy you?

No? Alllllllright!

It was "The Dark Knight", the second of the recent reincarnation of the Batman series starring Christian Bale as the Batman and Heath Ledger as the Joker. Not the Joker as I remember being in the comic books or earlier movies, but a more demented, evil Joker. So lets start with my observations. I my humble opinion, this movie had not one shred of redeeming value in it. It was dark, very dark, full of fear and horror, gruesome and base, demented and vile. And I ponied up $10 to see it! I had been harranged for weeks about going to see this follow-up to the first movie with Bale (which was pretty good and did have some redeeming value). Inside something told me not t go see it. And did I listen? No. I went. And the movie went on and on and on. Just when you thought it was close to the end, it took a turn for the worse and continued on its downward slide.

I think the thing that bothered me most was what I heard before I actually saw the movie then what I felt after I saw it. "The Oscar buzz for Heath Ledger, what an amazing performance he had, the depth of character he brought to the role of the Joker. Accolades and praise and great reviews abounded." Certainly it was heightened by his untimely death but that misses the point. "This was one of the must-see films of the year!" In all the reviews and effusive praise, never once did I hear anyone say, "That was a truly evil, demented film. Should he have made it all?"

How tragically sad that the last statement Heath Ledger made on this earth was the one of the Joker. This is how most people will remember him (and maybe for the gay cowboy flik as well). People gushed over his performance and called it Oscar-worthy. People talked about how he embodied the Joker and how his character was spot-on. How he really brought the character to life and make him seem almost likable. Yet no one seemed to be the least bit concerned about the content of the role, what he said and the seeds evil and mayhem he left in your mind. By the end of the film, you almost liked the Joker and thought "Yeah, he did kinda make sense, in a demented twisted sort of way." He was well spoken and used twisted logic to make his points.

I know I felt slightly nauseous and queasy when I left the theater. Interestingly, as we left the theater, we passed by a large group just letting out from seeing "Fireproof", the latest movie from the makers of "Facing The Giants." Completely redeeming, value-affirming and morally sound. People were leaving the theater with red eyes and with wet tissues. I, too, was crying inside because I has been seduced by the glitter of Hollywood and had parted with my hard-earned cash and left the theater feeling sick and, quite frankly, ashamed that I had been duped and used. We sat for 2 1/2 hours watched as evil and horror and death and destruction and torture and insanity played out before my eyes. I was not a guardian of my eyes that night. I let seep into my thoughts and soul the depravity of man, without a hope outside of the saving power of God.

Songs from years long past came to mind...."Be careful little eyes what you see..." Scripture exhorts us to guard our minds and hearts, being always watchful for the seeds of destruction that can lead to the crumbling of our walls and defenses. "Set no worthless thing before your eyes." Even if it seem fun and is "just entertainment" I must always be on guard.

That night, I was not. I am ashamed of my lack of conviction and my poor judgment. I can only hope that when I am faced with such a decision as that again, I will pass on it with flying colors, my head up, my defenses intact, my spirit and soul safe.

Being a little more watchful.
Traveler

Stale-Like a bag of opened chips.

I recently chided a good blogger friend about the state of his blog. It had not been updated in quite a while. His blog was crying out for some attention. And fortunately, he watered it with some excellent words. I, in my state of pridefulness, failed to realize that I was guilty of the same-said inattention. He rightly said that my blog was a little "stale." How correct he is. I have, over the last 4 weeks, been very busy and had a number of excellent ideas to blog on. But I failed in putting any of them in written form. And sure enough, I cannot remember a single topic that I found so scintillating. So before I decide, again, that I have nothing to say, I'll say the following.

I must be more conscious of doing now what I usually end up doing later or not at all. I am a procrastinator by nature and have not been doing a good job lately of "killing the old man." My intentions are the noblest and pure yet the results are unrecognizable and non-existent. I do that which I don't want to do and don't do what I ought. I recognize myself in the 7th chapter of Romans. Although we are talking about my blog, in reality we are skirting around the issues of my life.

Do you ever wish you were someone else? The one who is always on time, the one who is the best dresser, the one who's writing is flawless, the one who's life seems to be perfectly aligned with the world and God? That person is not me.

I know that I am flawed and unvarnished, a pot still on the Potter's wheel. Sometimes I wish that He would smash the pot and start again. I mean, can't he just add a little water and reshape me into a vessel for greater use? One who looks better and is more handsome? Does He really want to use me as I am?

While I know the answer, and so do you, this little bit of venting help me to see the perspective. He knows exactly what this vessel is made for, what it's uses are and what are it's strengths and limitations. And He still wants to use me. Amazing! It is I who must learn to be content in all things, I who must see the good in this vessel, I who must trust the purposes of the Master Potter. It is He who has made me and not me myself.

Does the pot say to the Potter, " Do you think it time for a Do-Over?"

I only get one shot in this lifetime. I must use what was given to me to the best of my abilities, and beyond with His abilities and Spirit. I must not complain, chafe at the bit in my mouth or allow my joy to be robbed. I can do all things in Him, who strengthens me.

Let the Spirit refresh your spirit and blow away any staleness. Keep your chin up! And your knees on the ground.

Watching for flying mud!
Traveler

Loyalty Beyond Reason

Its funny how one thing leads to another.

While doing some research for a college workbook I'm working on for a friend, I ran across a book that I found interesting for a variety of reasons. Only one of which I will elaborate on.
The name of the book is "Lovemarks: the future beyond brands" by Kevin Roberts. Now before you jump to the obvious conclusion concerning the title of the book, let me set you straight. It's not what you think. It has to do with well-known brands and the love they receive in being made and by consumers. Very interesting. Now what struck me.

The following is an excerpt from the book. Read it and I will explain at the end what struck me about it.

"If you believe in Mystery, clap your hands.

Peter Pan got it right. When Tinkerbell was clocking out because no one believed in her anymore, he asked the children of the world to revive her by clapping. Loudly. It worked. That is what Mystery needs, a surge of faith in its power.

The power of Mystery. You know it when you feel it. Marilyn Monroe had Mystery. Still does. Russell Crowe has got it-as a dangerous skinhead in Romper Stomper to Maximus to a reclusive mathematical genius.

The cloak of Mystery forces us to find our own meanings, our own sense of what is important in our lives. And it often does it through a revelation, a thunderbolt. What the French call coup de foudre. Everything changes. This is what made The Lord of the Rings, Chanel No. 5, and Red Bull into Lovemarks for their devotees.

Mystery opens up emotion. Mystery adds to the complexity of relationships and experiences. It lies in the stories, metaphors, and iconic characters that give a relationship its texture. Mystery is a key part of creating Loyalty Beyond Reason."

And just like that, I realized, once again, why I am so drawn to the liturgical style of worship. The Mystery of it all. The "smells and bells". The beautiful robes and incense and lofty phrases and prayers, speaking the way we spoke to God years ago. The stained glass and scent of holiness. The sense that He is Holy and Pure, Righteous and Just, Noble and True. The greater cause to which I want to, each Sunday, join anew.

I love the last three word of the above passage: Loyalty Beyond Reason. While these were printed in the context of inanimate articles for consumers, I felt the Spirit stirring me to, once again, cultivate Loyalty Beyond Reason for Him again. Because sometimes following Christ is not always reasonable and I don't always feel loyal. But the Liturgical style of worship encapsulates the Mystery that many Charismatics and Evangelicals lack in our corporate worship, that which we long for but cannot put our finger on, that which is missing in our daily devotionals. God has become our buddy, our pal, our good friend. Someone we "hang out with." But it has been a while since we have related to Him as Holy God, Righteous and Powerful and Awesome, the One in whos presence I cannot stand.

"Take off your shoes, for you are on holy ground."

I, like many of you, take Him for granted many times, especially in the busy-ness of my day. But Mystery in the liturgy draws me back in and reminds me of my place.

It is at His feet.

With ringing bells, stained glass and incense.
Traveler

Who's behind the Curtain?

Before I get to the salient points of this post, I must give credit to whom it is due. The point of this posting is due to a brilliant comment brought to light by my lovely and gracious wife. Credit given, point is now made.

The similarities between B. Hussein Obama and the Wizard of Oz is striking.

Think back to the scene where Dorothy and the Tin Man and the Lion and the Scarecrow are meeting with the Great and Mighty Oz. How they trembled and shook and even fell down before him! Powerful, Magnificent, Great of Wisdom, the Mighty Oz was! Smoke and Fire and Sound! As we watch the spectacle unfold, little Toto, the scruffy yet lovable mutt, runs off to the side and pulls on a curtain and exposes the secret of the Wizard. With a tug of cloth, The Wizard of Oz was revealed for who he really was. A small, frail huckster playing on the fears of innocent people, ruling by might and guile and fear.

Remember what the Wizard said when the curtain was pulled?

Wizard of Oz: Don't pay attention to the man behind the curtain.

Wizard of Oz: [speaking in a booming voice into microphone] I am the great and powerful...
[then, realizing that it is useless to continue his masquerade, moves away from microphone, speaks in a normal voice]
Wizard of Oz: ... Wizard of Oz.

Or how about another mythical metaphors:

It reminds me of being a kid at Easter. Remember getting a chocolate Easter Bunny, biting into it and it was empty and crumbled and only left you with a small taste of chocolate? Remember that feeling when you realized it is wasn't a solid chocolate Easter Bunny. That feeling of being gypped and ripped-off? Behind the facade that is Barak Obama, we find only empty space.

That is what people are discovering about his Holiness, Barak the Messiah. The deeper you go, the more you find out how hollow his platitudes are and how shallow and toothless his policies will be. Even the potential Republican Vice Presidential candidate, Sarah Palin, has more experience governing and legislating the does the main Presidential event on the ticket: The Great Black/White Hype!

I hope we, as a nation, don't wake up on the day after the election with a massive toothache from eating too much sugary candy and not enough Red (Republican) meat and potatoes!




Even ignorant canines got it figured out!

Making my appointment with the Dentist!
Traveler

Am I missing something?

This past couple of weeks, much time has been spent in watching both the Republican and Democrat National Conventions. I have listened to many pundits spew both wisdom and ignorance concerning both parties and all the candidates.

This is what I consider myself:
1. A Christian
2. A Conservative
3. A Republican

In that order.

As a staunch Republican, my Conservatism is a product of my Christian belief system and faith. I attempt to make all my decisions through the lens of my Christian belief system, not my Republicanism. I mean, what is being a Republican all about?
Is it about love of country or patriotism?
Is it about greater individual freedoms and restraints?
Does it concern the size of government or less taxes?
Is it about putting in judges who don't legislate from the bench?

Yes, it is about all these things and more. But true Republicanism is more about what it is based on. Where did the founding fathers get their ideas for this "noble experiment?"
Why the Bible, of course!
Not that you will hear that in any public school these days, but that is the truth of the matter. What we believe as Republicans is directly tied to the tenets found in the Scriptures. Yet, we seem to have lost our way, politically, morally and foundationaly. Rarely do you hear politicians of any stripe use the Bible as basis for any speech, piece of legislation, or position. We seem to have forgotten our roots, our place of birth, our cornerstone.
Some of us need to revisit the place of forging, where hammer and tongs created our great democracy.
A good starting place of refreshing is "The Light and The Glory" by Peter Marshall and David Manuel, followed up by the sequel "From Sea to Shining Sea." These two books help to reorient us to our national, biblical foundations, the whys and hows of this nation. The authors are Christian men who put pen to paper, less we forget. Dig the books up, share them with your children, less they forget.

Concerning the two demotivational pics at the top of the post: Having watched some of the Democratic National Convention, those two words ring loud and clear: Elitism and Cluelessness.
Both the leadership and the followers just don't get it. Hollow platitudes and pandering to special interests, the struggle for power and the willful deception of the masses seems to sum up my feelings about the DNC.
It reminds me of the saying, "If you can't dazzle them with brilliance, baffle them with B.S."
Elitism comes screaming through at each campaign stop and Cluelessness is what is the masses exude. People are so desperate for leadership and truth, righteousness and honesty, they will grasp at any Hollywood-esqe attempt at genuineness. People are gullible and easily led astray. There is a reason the Bible calls people "sheep." "Sheeple!"

Fortunately, I am led by a Shepherd. I hear and know his voice. He calls me and I follow. He leads me to green pastures and cool water. He restores my soul.

Do you recognise His voice and leading? I pray that during this election season, His Word will be a guide to your voting process.

Hoping for no hanging chads!
Traveler

Promoting the Pride

August 13 is a day that will live in my mind in infamy. It is the day my daughter Lindsay turned 13. I officially became a Father of Two Teenagers! Me! I mean, was it not just yesterday that she was throwing up on my shoulder and watching Barney and sticking food in her hair! Yet despite me, she has turned out to be an incredible, Godly, funny young lady. (Did I forget to add beautiful?)
Watching her, surrounded by her friends and family, opening presents and crowding around the chocolate fountain made me somewhat wistful and pensive.

Over the years, other who have passed this way before me, have told me that these years pass so fast. Needless to say, I didn't really believe them. I do now. Where have the years gone? Have I been asleep at the wheel, lost in thought. While at first glance I feel like I missed out on so much, on second thought I realize that I was so close to the action that I was unable to see the bigger picture till now. I have I been so intertwined with her life that as she has grown I have been unable to see the forest for the tree.

I had always promised myself that I would not be like those other dads who miss so much of their children's lives because of work. And looking back, I think I can say that I have kept that promise to myself and my girls. I have been there for almost all of their birthdays, promotion nights in school, events and trips and holidays and all the other things I needed to be there for. I feel a sense of accomplishment in not being able to say "What if I had been there?" I was there and hopefully, always will be. Its the least I can do for my kids. I enjoyed her turning 13 and I hope to see her turn many more.

Still lighting the candles!
Traveler