Friday, November 25, 2016

The Importance of Stories

Frodo: I can’t do this, Sam.
Sam: I know. It’s all wrong. By rights we shouldn’t even be here. But we are. It’s like in the great stories, Mr. Frodo. The ones that really mattered. Full of darkness and danger, they were. And sometimes you didn’t want to know the end. Because how could the end be happy? How could the world go back to the way it was when so much bad had happened? But in the end, it’s only a passing thing, this shadow. Even darkness must pass. A new day will come. And when the sun shines it will shine out the clearer. Those were the stories that stayed with you. That meant something, even if you were too small to understand why. But I think, Mr. Frodo, I do understand. I know now. Folk in those stories had lots of chances of turning back, only they didn’t. They kept going. Because they were holding on to something.
Frodo: What are we holding onto, Sam?
Sam: That there’s some good in this world, Mr. Frodo… and it’s worth fighting for.

Campfires, popcorn, a warm drink and a comfy blanket. Adventure, royalty, magic. From the comfort of our homes we are able to engage in the lives of people either fictional or real, and escape from the stress of our daily lives and for a moment be transported to Middle-earth, King Arthur’s England or fighting the Klingons with the crew of the Enterprise. Why do we need stories in our lives in their various forms? When mankind first began telling stories of great deeds, they were told orally, passed down from generation to generation. They told of the difference between right and wrong, of the heroics of great men and women, they were used to inspire values and to motivate the hearers. So often we get caught up in our own little world that we don’t take the time to enjoy these great works of art, old and new, book or movie. What made King Arthur so great? Why do we still read about him and make movies about his perilous ventures? And you see, stories are what pull us together and help us create community and identity with each other. In our fast paced, technology dominated culture, we must remember and realize our need for stories, in society, the effects it has on children, as a way to deal with our emotions, and the several mediums of storytelling.
Over the centuries we have accumulated a voluminous collection of Great Stories, as Tolkien called them, each gathering together those who identify with the characters and circumstances involved. As children we need stories to help develop as human beings, learning how we should interact with others, how to dream big and how to overcome the impossible. In an article on the Forbes website, author Steve Denning points that the reason why storytelling is so effective is due to its seemingly irrelevance to the rest of life. He says they are more effective than statistics, power-points, and other means of communication deemed more sophisticated then storytelling. Think back to the speech or lecture that has stuck with you the longest, it probably had a powerful story that meant something to you. Additionally the way we relate to stories effects how we relate to each other. While some stories seem unrealistic in their portrayal of society, they are the ones we remember and strive towards in our daly lives, helping us to deal with coworkers, governments and familial issues. Through a well told story we are able to retain information better and to grasp difficult concepts that would have otherwise alluded our understanding. When teaching history, each event sticks with students better when it is taught through the use of storytelling instead of the dry presentation of facts. Even some of the most effective speeches given in history used language that is generally pushed to the narrative genre, like Martin Luther King Jr’s I Dreamed a Dream speech. 
This is the kind of language that inspires. Language that inspires children as well as adults. Which is why reading with children and babies is so important. Reading with babies and young children helps them develop language skills and increases their chances at academic success. Studies have been done that show that when kids are read to on a regular basis they have a better imagination and have a greater grasp of oral narrative. The habit of hearing beautiful tales of far away places allow children to hear language on a consistent basis and to hear the child’s primary language in its most beautiful form. Stories like Peter Rabbit and The Chronicles of Narnia are gorgeously written and inspire children to strive for greater aspirations. Teaching them that it is better to be kind than to be cruel, that love is greater than hate, and that humility is better than vanity. Reading also helps children to develop and deepen relationships, connecting the child with the adult who is reading to them. As far as the studies show at this point it is uncertain whether it is important who reads to the child; however the researchers  hope to be discover if there is some connection between the reader and the hearer. Having stories to lean back on to navigate their way through their daily lives and allow them to be kids in a world that is desperately trying to take that away from them is vital.
This is also true for adults. Not only do they allow us to cope with daily stresses, providing us with hope that things will get better, but they provide us with a safe place to feel. Shannon Turlington points out in her blog that it is within the context and security of a story that we can explore new emotions and revisit old ones, allowing for healing and empathy to grow. Whether you are dealing with the lost of a loved one through death or a severed relationship a well timed story helps with the pain, bringing healing even if you don’t see it right away. As adults in a world that has so much pain and darkness, a person needs a well timed reminder that there is some good left in this world and it is worth fighting for. 
Storytelling has had an interesting history. It started out as an oral tradition and transition to the hieroglyphics and later to the written word. Art and music are forms of storytelling as well. In today’s world of technology movies have taken their place among the ranks. Movies take the written and spoken word, music, and pictures and uses all the different mediums to tell a story in a way that would not be as effective in another form. Books develop your imagination and your language skills, in addition to the fantastic smell of a good old book. 

Stories are important to every culture. King Arthur is an important part of English culture and society, the way the Cowboys inspire Americans, and how Homer’s Odyssey inspired the Greeks. Take time today and for every tomorrow to enjoy a good story, remembering that what makes the people in those stories so amazing is that they had every chance of turning back only they didn’t. That you too have that capability as well, it is not just the people in stories that are brave and strong. So pick up a book, put in a movie, listen to music and go look at art, and pay attention to what the storyteller is telling you.

Sunday, November 20, 2016

The Gorge, Covenants, Games and Markets

Can I just say that I love my church and the intentionality of community that it fosters?! Ever since joining Door of Hope back in September I have been amazed every week by the hospitality and friendliness that they have exhibited. This weekend really proved how great the people are. I had texted a friend that I had made a few weeks ago and asked what she was doing this weekend, to which she replied that she was going to Astoria for a day trip with a group from church and if I wanted to go. I was able to go and was very happy with that choice. 

 The weather was beautiful for us all day, and the rainbow that presented itself for our enjoyment was equally gorgeous. It was such a blessing to spend the day out in God's creation with a great group of people. We found a great little coffee shop and spent about an hour or so there just fellowshipping and reading.
 To finish off the day we went to a game night that included more people from church. I woke up this morning and tried to say something and my voice was sore and it took me a minute to realize why, it was because I hadn't laughed and talked so much in one day in a while.
 Then there was church this morning. Two of the people I met yesterday were greeters and told me where the group was sitting and told me that there was plenty of space and I should sit with them, so I did. It was so nice to have a group to sit with, instead of wondering where to sit and sitting by myself.   After church we all went to a Market/Bazaar type thing and looked around.
 The sermon was also amazing this morning talking about the word Covenant and its Biblical meaning. It so good!!

The food, fellowship and fun had by all was nourishing to the soul.  Its so nice to have community. 


Friday, November 18, 2016

Random thoughts

This last Tuesday I was home and the weather was freezing outside and it would occasionally pour torrentially. It was a good day to get some chores and other such tasks done and while doing so I was listening to U2's Songs of Innocence album and for some reason it really fit the day. But it has morphed into fitting the week. I'm not really sure why. It just has.


I also can't believe how quickly the holidays have arrived! How did Thanksgiving get here so fast? Wasn't it just Halloween? I am excited to see family that I haven't seen in forever and other family that I just saw ;) 

Also if you haven't already Dr. Strange is a great movie, and ya'll should go see it. Benedict Cumberbatch was amazing, as usual. At first I was worried that it would be the usual part that he gets cast as, but it was surprisingly different. It was similar enough that you get the Benedict Cumberbatch that we have all gotten used to but different enough that he was able to have fun with it.

Monday, November 14, 2016

Rainbows part 2



Heart Beats

I know, I know, I'm only 24, I have my whole life ahead of me, plenty of time to find the "right one", my knight in shining armor. In high school for some reason the fact that I had never dated, didn't seem to bother me. I was waiting for the right guy, waiting because there was no one that I would even consider dating, not right then at least. Then I graduated high school and friends started getting married and still my knight had not come. Mind you I wasn't expecting perfection, nobody's perfect, I was and still am very aware of my own faults. I enjoyed the friendships I had with guys, but they just weren't the one if you follow, not dating material if you will. Yes I've had crushes, most girls do, so I'm told, but it's been several years since that happened. Over the last week or so my heart has learned to feel again. Some of the feels took me off guard, I either forgot they were a thing or just didn't know one could feel that way.

Now, don't get me wrong, I trust God whole heartedly with every single aspect of my life, and that includes any kind of relationship no matter what. Being human there are moments when I want to take the reins and yet I've discovered that when you simply trust Him, He blesses you in the most unexpected ways.

This last year has been filled with lot's of those little (they seem little but their catastrophic) blessings. Last summer(2015),  I was blessed with the opportunity to intern with an amazing organization in Virginia. That was an opportunity and adventure that I will always cherish. That Fall I started school at a Bible College back in Oregon. School wasn't the only change in my life at that point. Through some other changes I started dealing with what felt like pretty intense loneliness. I look back now and thank God profusely for having me be in Bible College during that time and for the fact that I had to be in His word daily due to homework. My love for Him has grown so deep, deeper then I thought possible. He  was doing a work in me that needed to be done. Prior to this last year I was constantly pining to be in a relationship, to be done with being the odd man out, the professional third wheel.

Within the last few weeks, maybe even a few months ago I was able to feel content in this season of singleness, and then He gave me purpose. Just about the time I reached these places together, I was at church, and I just got the feeling that I was loved, truly loved. Like the kind I assume one feels when there is a significant other. But I was still very single at that point. The right guy just wasn't there yet. Needless to say I don't really know what the sermon was about that Sunday I was a tad bit distracted. The feeling lasted for the whole service and then ended right when church ended. It was the strangest experience. I couldn't stop thinking about it. Part of me thinks that God was slowly, or quickly, tearing down the walls I had built, behind which I had sealed all those feelings of being worthy of that kind of love. I had gotten to the point of surrender. Surrender because I felt like being single with out ever being asked out just once in my life I somehow wasn't worth anyone's time. Friends told me that wasn't true, but there just wasn't anything to back up what they were saying.

Yes it is hard to wait when it feels like all those around me have at one point enjoyed a relationship, whether that meant being made aware that a guy was interested enough in them to let them know in some way, or even if they had recently broken up. They had experienced something that I never had. It's hard to remember as Amy from Little Women put it, "You don't need scores of suitors. You just need one. If he's the right one." But never doubt for a minute that you my dear are worth it. Despite all the feelings to the contrary, you are worth it. Yes it's hard. Beware of the ever present pity party waiting to happen, simmering below the surface as you watch yet another friend enter a relationship or get married or have kids. Don't only try to be happy for them, be happy for them and find the joy in  the season of life you're in.

I know, it's hard. Trust me, I know. It's hard at every age. And I think for women who want to have kids there's that extra worry that time is running out.

Wednesday, November 9, 2016

Worth Fighting For

This election year I didn't vote. I know, it's my right and privilege as an American citizen to speak up for my values by voting, I forgot that when a person moves they have to re-register to vote, and by the time I realized my mistake it was too late. I'm not sure I could've made a decision anyway this year. It was quite the year. For many reasons I am glad the elections are finally over. I have never enjoyed election year to be honest, I know we need them, and that our country is uniquely great for the way its system works, but my personality can't take the stress of Election year. And like the commercialization of the holidays it seems like it starts earlier and earlier every time. 


Sadly there are some unique repercussions from lasts nights decision. This post is not in any way me looking for political debate or my view on our new President or either candidate. It is simply an observation in how this election year seems to have wreaked havoc on the relationships that make up our daily lives and how that is what terrifies me the most about the next four years. I understand, politics like religion, finances and food is a very personal aspect of who we are as people and particularly as Americans. However we have failed the test this time my friends. The test being how we treat each other, which in my opinion is way more important than who sits in the Oval Office, and here's why. 
After the events and outcomes of last night I couldn't help but notice the cruelty and seditiousness that we are treating each other with. And it's not just among those who only talk to each other on Facebook with no outside relationship, but among family members, which should not be tolerated. There is a difference between friendly and legitimate debate, but over the last two and a half years Americans in general, not all of them, but a lot of them, have become the very beast that they are claiming to be arguing against. I have watched family tear each other apart over Facebook and feel completely justified in doing so. THIS IS NOT ALRIGHT!!!!!!! I personally don't care who anyone supports, I may not agree with you but I WILL NOT tear you apart over it. My relationship with you is more important that who is stinking elected. You. YOU. You are more important. The person next to you is more important. The person on Facebook whom you disagree with IS MORE IMPORTANT then who gets elected. I am not saying that the person who gets elected isn't important either, they are, like you, important. What I am saying is that in the end the candidate who gets elected, by the system that we all agree to work with, is not as important as the people who make up the fabric of who you are and your daily lives.

The same thing applies for those who aren't family members, but friends and colleagues have been tearing into each other as if all the years of friendship have no bearing in this moment. This is wrong. If people are worried about the nation going south because of this election, the first step they can take towards making sure that doesn't happen is kindness.

Yes for some, it may seem like the end of the nation as we know it. And for others there is a great rebirth of our nation glittering ahead of us. But in your rejoicings or mourning's please, please, PLEASE remember that the people who disagree with you are real people made in the image of our Lord and King Jesus Christ, who is the Supreme Ruler of all the nations regardless of who is in power. DO NOT burn the bridges between you and those who care about you. The elections are not worth that kind of loss.

I agree with Sam from the Lord of the Rings. We have to hold onto the things that are good, there is still good in this country and it's worth fighting for. The Founding Fathers thought so, Martin Luther King Jr thought so, I think so, I'm pretty sure you do. And those of us who would be called Christians, followers of Christ, or quite literally "little Christs" have got to step up our game. We have been some of the worst this year on this front. Honestly I don't care what your politics are, but if you can't treat someone else the way Christ  wants and commands you to treat them regardless of their politics, you have some serious heart searching to do.

Don't get me wrong, I am totally ok with good spirited debate, knock yourself out, but before you enter into it, make sure you have a working understanding of good debate form, steer clear of logical fallacies, check your facts and on no uncertain terms should you attack the person with whom you are debating. It's not ethical or kind. And certainly doesn't make your point more valid. We are all adults who are voting, we should be able to act like it.

Let's make it a challenge from here on out to change this sad trend and start treating each other with the love and respect we all deserve.

Have courage and be kind.

Frodo: I can’t do this, Sam.
Sam: I know. It’s all wrong. By rights we shouldn’t even be here. But we are. It’s like in the great stories, Mr. Frodo. The ones that really mattered. Full of darkness and danger, they were. And sometimes you didn’t want to know the end. Because how could the end be happy? How could the world go back to the way it was when so much bad had happened? But in the end, it’s only a passing thing, this shadow. Even darkness must pass. A new day will come. And when the sun shines it will shine out the clearer. Those were the stories that stayed with you. That meant something, even if you were too small to understand why. But I think, Mr. Frodo, I do understand. I know now. Folk in those stories had lots of chances of turning back, only they didn’t. They kept going. Because they were holding on to something.
Frodo: What are we holding onto, Sam?

Sam: That there’s some good in this world, Mr. Frodo… and it’s worth fighting for.