Sunday, February 26, 2012

Why I Watch the Oscars

I'm not sure why I enjoy the Oscars so much when I've usually only seen a small handful of the nominated films. Maybe it's because they make me want to watch movies? My current list of ones I want to watch after tonight includes Iron Lady--because Meryl Streep is amazing and I spent a full week being told what a horrible woman Thatcher was a PM in 20th c Brit Lit, Midnight in Paris--I'm going through French withdrawal right now and am craving all things that have to do with French/France, Hugo, and The Artist. Yes, how haven't I seen The Artist or Hugo yet? I'm not sure.

(To be honest, I wanted to watch all of these already, but tonight reinspired me.)

Other reasons why I think I like the Oscars . . . the pretty dresses. Of course. I like to pretend I'm a fashion expert and give out grades. My all time favorite tonight was Gweneth Paltrow . . .

She's such a classy lady. And tomorrow people might hate on the cape, but I like it!

I also have to admit that I like good acceptance speeches. Ooh, or speeches where award winners point out their moms in the audience. Or just generally nominees who bring their moms to the show. I think that's so sweet. But, anyway, best acceptance speech tonight was Christopher Plummer, classic, sweet, and witty. He started off saying, "I have a confession to make. When I first emerged from my mother's womb, I was already rehersing my Academy thank-you speech. It was so long ago, mercifully for you, I've forgotten it." Then he ended so sweetly: "And to my long suffering wife Elaine, who deserves the Nobel Peace Prize for coming to my rescue every day of my life."

Okay, so those are my Oscar thoughts. I'm thinking that next year I should have a party and make everyone dress up in a fancy outfit.

Tuesday, February 14, 2012

Love and Suffering

Of all arguments against love none makes so strong an appeal to my nature as “Careful! This might lead you to suffering.”

To my nature, my temperament, yes. Not to my conscience. When I respond to that appeal I seem to myself to be a thousand miles away from Christ. If I am sure of anything I am sure that his teaching was never meant to confirm my congenital preference for safe investments and limited liabilities.…

There is no safe investment. To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything, and your heart will certainly be wrung and possibly be broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact, you must give your heart to no one, not even to an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements; lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness.

But in that casket — safe, dark, motionless, airless — it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable. The alternative to tragedy, or at least to the risk of tragedy, is damnation. The only place outside Heaven where you can be perfectly safe from all the dangers and perturbations of love is Hell.

C.S. Lewis The Four Loves, (New York, Harcourt, 1960)


I wish I could be cool enough to say "I woke up this morning thinking about Four Loves and decided to post this awesome quote." Except that I stole it from Desiring God's blog.

Sunday, February 5, 2012

Tornado Posts

It's been four years since the tornado. In some ways, it seems like four years. So much has changed. I look back at the person I was before the tornado, and she seems like a totally different person. I look back at my life and even it seems foreign. When I remember going to school at Union, I remember it the way it was at the end--living off campus with the Pflasterers, having band class in a church sanctuary, and hanging out in Barefoots Joe. Life before that definitely seems four years old.

But at the same time, it feels like fewer than four years have passed. That tornado was probably one of two or three events which have changed my life most significantly, and since I still feel its effects so strongly, it feel like it's a recent thing. And, honestly, I feel like I shouldn't be as freaked out about weather as I am four years after the fact.

I've processed through the tornado a lot, even seeing a counselor for awhile to deal with PTSD. I think I'm in a good place, mostly. But on a day like today, when lots of people are mentioning it on facebook and my brain keeps on thinking about it, I need to process just a little bit more. So I went back and read through my old blog posts. It was a good thing to do because it helped me remember how much good came out of the tornado. Yes, I've had some really hard days in the past four years and especially during that first year. I had forgotten how claustrophobic I was for the first month or so, and somehow I had forgotten about the flashbacks I used to get. I had also forgotten how my brain was functioning all out-of-whack for the first few months and I had trouble doing silly things like spelling words correctly. But I had also forgotten the extent of the joy I found in the Lord as all of this was going on. One of the paragraphs that made me smile the most in my past posts was written 5 days after the tornado:

I am so happy. Happy to be alive, happy to have all my friends, happy that so many people are showing the love of Christ through so much sacrifice. Whenever I get discouraged by everything I have to do, whenever I get frustrated by people who lost so much less being angry and irrational (only a couple of those situation but still stressful and frustrating), I just remember the amazing grace that God has shown me and the love that all my friends are showing me. I don't need any of that stuff that I lost, cause I've got Jesus and lots of brothers and sisters who love me too!

Most of my old tornado posts follow the basic pattern, "This is hard, or this is weird, or this is how things are . . . but God is so good!!!" I love that God taught me that attitude through the tornado, and I love that I'm closer to God because of the tornado.

Wednesday, February 1, 2012

True Story

I was about to come and start off a blog post saying how all my friends were having babies or just had babies because I was on facebook and it was covered with babies. But first, I checked my google reader, and today's XKCD is about . . . baby names!! Haha. So, yes, I am officially surrounded by babies. It's a good thing they're wonderful and adorable and I love them. I just sometimes wish I could have one of my own since some of my friends have two. But I'm told the baby thing doesn't work that way ;-)

Also, I had a very good birthday weekend this past weekend. James came to visit me again this year, and we had a great time. We were both sick, so we weren't a very lively bunch, but it was fun to just lounge around and hang out together. I've got a wonderful brother.