Alrighty, another rather contemplative post. But as I've been winding down from all the stress of the school year, I've had the time and peace of mind to look back at myself and decipher the strange not-myselfness that I felt for the bulk of the year. The other night, when talking with my very close... Continue Reading →
I knew Till We Have Faces would be good. After all, everything CS Lewis writes is pure prosaic and philosophical genius. But I didn't anticipate the affects of its goodness. This one was one of those books where, after I finished, I sat in awe, not capable of anything more. Even two weeks after picking... Continue Reading →
Terrence Malick is no ordinary filmmaker, nor is The Tree of Life a typical drama. (Is it a drama?) It's hard to put the film's plot into a box, but that being said I'll try my best before I go into my thoughts. Simply, The Tree of Life is the story of a man looking back on his... Continue Reading →
Am I a burden to You? I know this isn't true. But I wonder with all that I do - The turning away, my fragile fidelity, This paralyzing inability to do anything right, This feeling that perhaps Your love, in all it's might, has excluded me - If I am a burden to You. You... Continue Reading →
I recently made the mistake of watching both The Last of the Mohicans and The Patriot in the vicinity of a few days. Then I started Lori Benton's wonderful book The Wood's Edge, also set in colonial America, and now my mind is firmly entrenched in 18th century America. Living life in the 21st century is a... Continue Reading →
I'm a bit under the weather this week and in a lazy, sleepy mood. So with nothing else to do, I figured I'd catch up on book reviewing! One of the latest books I read was Lynn Austin's Where We Belong. Her books have always left me thankful for Christian writers who can create unique characters... Continue Reading →
