Sitting By The Fire

See the source imageThe past couple of weeks, I’ve been going through a book called Grace for the Good Girl by Emily P. Freeman. As described in another book, Breaking Up With Perfect by Amy Carroll, there are two different types of perfectionists:

“Some lovers of Perfect live with the Good Girl Syndrome. These women are rule followers by nature and bask in earning the pleasure of the people surrounding them. Others live with the Never Good Enough Syndrome. These women use their flawless exterior to cover the wounds and shame of their pasts. Both kinds of women build an external structure rule by rule and pleasant smile by pleasant smile.”

If you struggle with perfectionism, like I do, then you definitely need to pick up a copy!

Recently, I reached chapter twelve in Grace for the Good Girl, titled “Remain.” Right away, I knew that this chapter was going to be one that spoke to me…since this was the first paragraph in it:

“I’ve never liked the phrase quiet time all that much, but I was a good girl who went to Bible college, so I’ve not always been brave enough to admit it. I never knew what I was supposed to do during a quiet time. Read one verse? Is a chapter enough? Maybe I should memorize the whole book. The list seemed both empty and endless.”

Yep. I can relate to that – not knowing if what you’re doing is “enough” for God, and the overthinking mind and perfectionism only heaping on more confusion and stress.

Do any of y’all see yourself in her description? I do.

It can be hard, for us perfectionists to have to work through this. After all, we aren’t supposed to feel like this, are we? We should be jumping up and down for joy, happiness oozing out of every pore at the thought of getting to spend time with God.

And yet, oftentimes, I find myself doing it out of obligation, duty, or guilt. Then, my mind can’t help but go…

You’re such a hypocrite. 

Not exactly the nicest thought to be thinking.

“Let the beloved of the Lord rest secure in him, for he shields him all day long, and the one the Lord loves rests between his shoulders,” – Deuteronomy 33:12

While researching, I came across this verse, which I do not think I’ve read before, and knew I had to add in. Sometimes it can be easier to see God as a task master and dictator, than a loving Father.

Rules, justice? I can understand that. It makes sense.

But grace? Upon grace? It befuddles me. And yet, that is what God offers us – free of charge, free of punishment. He wants us to come and rest in Him. Even if that’s just laying in bed in the morning and talking to Jesus, and that’s the only time you have.

I know y’all are probably wondering why I titled this post, “Sitting by the Fire,” when all I’ve talked about so far is grace, perfectionism, etc. So here comes the part where it gets explained 😉

For those of you who have wood-burning fireplaces, don’t you love the crackle of the wood and the smell it gives off? Something dangerous, yet beautiful. Something that puts off heat, that we need, but can also cause damage.

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Emily Freeman, describes this and the analogy from her friend Fil Anderson.

“He likened this fire stoking to time spent with God. He didn’t put the fire out and make a brand-new one every hour. He merely kept the same one going, moving embers and logs around to catch the flame in new ways so the warm kept on warming.”

Then, in the next chapter, she adds this, which connects to her earlier point.

“We breathe in air and breathe out worship. We receive love and extend worship. We embrace children, offering worship. We comfort, we laugh, we mourn, we dance, we read, we dream, we exist – all worship. We pay the bills, we run on the treadmill, we enjoy a good movie, we make dinner, we welcome friends with open arms – worship, all worship. We send money and offer prayer and sit with a lonely neighbor, in Jesus’ name. We wait for love, we long for home, we pour out our hearts and hopes and fears and longing; we create with words and photos and colors and food, all beautiful acts of worship.

But we don’t call it that.

We call those things living. But when the Spirit of the living God lives inside of you, then your living is also your worship.”

Y’all, when I read this I was like WOAH. I have always put my time with God in a category, separate from everything else, and if I didn’t get to it that day, well, I wasn’t a very good Christian then, was I?

I had never thought of it like that before, even so, it made complete sense! Of course everything we do is an act of worship! Our bodies are His temple.

“Do you not know that your bodies are temples of the Holy Spirit, who is in you, whom you have received from God? You are not your own; you were bought at a price. Therefore honor God with your bodies,” ~ 1 Corinthians 6:19-20

There are so many things in life that we have to do – school, work, grocery shopping, cooking, cleaning, visiting friends, etc. As life happens, some days are going to be so busy that we aren’t going to have time to sit down and completely devote fifteen or thirty minutes to God.

In those times, I believe Jesus wants us to just rest in Him. He knows how busy and stressful life can be, and knows that there are some seasons in life that are going to be crazier than others.

Now, that doesn’t mean this is a free-pass-never-read-the-Bible-again-ticket. That’s not what I’m saying. There’s a difference in giving yourself grace, resting in God, and completely and blatantly taking advantage of it and making a consistent pattern of not spending time with the Lord.

In the end, as we learn to walk in grace, it’s less about performance, and more about expanding our definition of what it means to be in the presence of the Father – every breathe in worship.

~ Southern Dreamer

Doon ~ Book Review

See the source imageHave you ever wanted to be transported into a magical world? Complete with stunning scenery and a cool kingdom to match?

Oh, and did I mention the amazing guys with Scottish accents? Or the fact that soulmates exist? 

Yep. Soulmates.

Basically, this book was my daydream come to life.

If you love fantasy mixed with the modern-twenty-first-century, plus a good dose of mystery and romance, then this is the book for you.

Written by Carey Corp and Lorie Langdon, Doon follows the tale of two best friends – Veronica and Mackenna. With her home life a wreck, dad left and mom is…well, not exactly picking up the slack, not to mention that her choice in men is less than admirable, Veronica is more than ready to escape.

Enter best friend, Mackenna. After breaking up with her jerk-of-a-boyfriend, Veronica calls Mackenna. In the span of a few minutes, her entire summer changes when Mackenna tells her that she wants her graduation present, from her dad, to be a plane ticket for Veronica to come with her to Scotland.

And with that, though they don’t know it yet, this summer will change everything for them.

*note: above is the spoiler-free part of the review, if you don’t want plot spoilers, RESIST SCROLLING, I’ll try to steer clear of the major ones but…NO PROMISES* 😉

*WARNING*

*PLOT SPOILERS BELOW*

Once arriving in Scotland, Kenna notices that something is up with her bestie. When she questions her, Veronica nervously mentions that she keeps seeing a boy.

Specifically, a Scottish guy who’s tall, blonde, and by her own admissions, “gorgeous.”

Kenna tries to logically deal with this, and since her dad used to teach undergraduate psychology, she throws that at her.

“He’d say ‘Kilt-Boy’ is your anti-Eric.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“He’s your knight in shining armor. The perfect boy. Someone heroic who’d never choose their own interests ahead of yours.” Her fingers absently brushed the quilted fabric of the comforter as she continued. “Think about it. He conveniently shows up after Eric dumps you, then again after your mom chooses Bob the Slob. Doesn’t that seem a little bit convenient?”

Convenient, it does seem, and Veronica is inclined to agree with her musical-loving friend. And yet, some part of her, wonders if the kilt boy could be real? Was she actually going crazy, or could there be more to this entire world than she had first thought?

She needs answers, and she can’t rest until she has them. Despite Kenna’s efforts, Veronica is determined to find something. Kenna eventually goes along with it, if for nothing else, than the hope that once her best friend sees that this is not real, Veronica will actually come back around to her normal-does-not-see-random-vision-boys-self.

During one of the days they’re exploring, Kenna and Veronica are told the story about the land of Doon. A magical land. And not only that, but Kenna’s, aunt, Gracie, had been there.

This is all too much for Kenna, who brushes it off as silly fairytales. Sure, her aunt always liked to tell some crazy stories, but another land? With magic? Hidden from the world? 

Way too out there.

On the other hand, Veronica is completely enthralled by the tale. As she listens, she can’t help, but think could this be real? And when she hears the old man speaking mention one name, her heart thuds.

Was it coincidence that her mystery-dream-boy shared the same last name as this person of Doon? Or could it be something more?

Over the course of the book, Kenna and Veronica travel to the land of Doon. They encounter the Scottish boy that Veronica had been envisioning, and upon meeting him, are shocked to see how aloof he is acting.

Still, the girls aren’t two people willing to give up, and so they press forward, despite Kenna’s anxiety about this entire ordeal, and Veronica’s frustration with her Scottish vision. The best friends encounter several obstacles along the way, not to mention the evil that lurks about, though it by no means is all trial, as the romance and magical land state.

If you haven’t read Doon, then I highly encourage you to go and get it! It’s a wonderful book, and I can’t wait to go buy the second one!

~ Southern Dreamer

 

God’s Promise

The rainbow. God’s promise.

“Then God said to Noah and to his sons with him, “Behold, I establish my covenant with you and your offspring after you, and with every living creature that is with you, the birds, the livestock, and every beast of the earth with you, as many as came out of the ark; it is for every beast of the earth. I establish my covenant with you, that never again shall all flesh be cut off by the waters of the flood, and never again shall there be a flood to destroy the earth.”

And God said, “This is the sign of the covenant that I make between me and you and every living creature that is with you, for all future generations: I have set my bow in the cloud, and it shall be a sign of the covenant between me and the earth. When I bring clouds over the earth and the bow is seen in the clouds, I will remember my covenant that is between me and you and every living creature of all flesh. And the waters shall never again become a flood to destroy all flesh. When the bow is in the clouds, I will see it and remember the everlasting covenant between God and every living creature of all flesh that is on the earth.” – Genesis 9:8-16

In our world today, the rainbow has become the symbol for the LGBT movement. The real message of the rainbow, however, has existed for centuries.

After the flood, recorded in Genesis, the first rainbow appeared.

Can you imagine? Having never seen a rainbow before, and suddenly there is this sheer, sparkling magnitude of light over the horizon? The reds, the blues, the yellows! The purples, the oranges, the greens!

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It must have been absolutely stunning.

Rainbows…God’s promise to us.

Placed in the sky as a declaration of His covenant with mankind.

For me, the rainbow has an even more personal note. If you’ve read my story, then you may remember that I was diagnosed with narcolepsy and cataplexy at a very young age.

When I had first gotten sick, at six years old, God told my family something. I’m not going to disclose it right now, but it was important for us personally. And not long after that happened, there was a huge double rainbow over the sky.

A few years later, my family and I were driving to North Carolina and stopped on the way to take a picture. My dad had the camera, while my mom, brother, and I smiled.

Snap!

The crazy thing is though, upon looking at the picture, we noticed something pretty amazing. There was a rainbow cascading over us. It was as if God was enveloping us in the words He had given just a few years before. My mom said, “I was basking in His glory.”

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That array of color was not there before.

Totally God.

Last month, my family and I went to visit my grandparents in Mississippi. Our first night there, we all went to a restaurant downtown at the square. The food was delicious, and the restaurant was lovely, but for me, the highlight of the night came after.

We exited the restaurant. I looked up at the sky, and guess what I saw?

A rainbow.

I was so excited, and instantly called everyone else’s attention to the awesome phenomenon.

“We have to get a picture!” I exclaimed, yanking my phone out of my purse. Once my family realized, my mom came over and my dad snapped a picture. My brother, being the free-spirited person he is, decided to photobomb one of the photos.

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At first, I was kind of annoyed. We were trying to take a picture. But then my mom reminded me, that Brayden was in the original one too.. No accident, of course; Brayden has been such an instrumental prayer, part of God’s promise to me. He has faithfully gone before God on my behalf. He has walked every step of the way with me.

It’s so crazy looking back now, at the first picture with the rainbow, and then this one recently. Through all those turbulent times, God has continued to be faithful. Even during the times where it didn’t feel like it, when I had doubts, or during those seasons of silence, He has not left.

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I love the rainbow, not only because of its beauty, but when I see it, I’m reminded of God’s promise. His promise to me…personally. I am hanging on to it.

Whatever God has promised you, don’t lose hope.

“For all the promises of God find their Yes in him. That is why it is through him that we utter our Amen to God for his glory,” ~ 2 Corinthians 1:20

He is faithful and His word is trustworthy.

~ Southern Dreamer

Summer Fun

Hey y’all!

How is y’all’s summer going? Are you surviving the heat – and humidity?!

I’ve been having a good one so far! The past few months, my family and I have actually been trying to sell our house. We’re still staying in the same town, just moving to a different (currently gutted xD) home! With that, comes all the design decisions to make; so, I’ve been doing a lot of painting to try and figure out what color our kitchen cabinets are going to be. Exciting!

In other news, last week (ok when I wrote this the fourth of July had just happened so…) was busy and a lot of fun! Wednesday, my brother and I went to one of our friend’s home, where they were having a fourth of July party. Thankfully, the weather wasn’t too bad, and we were able to do a bunch of fireworks!

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The next day was the premiere of Antman and the Wasp and you bet I went to it! Griffin, Mallory, Brayden – my brother, and I all went to see the new Marvel film. It was really good! I’m hoping to go see it again this weekend, so I can get a better idea of it, and I’ll definitely post a movie review afterwards!

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Then Saturday, my roomie for this fall and friend, Amanda, came to see me for the day, along with her younger cousin. We went by Swift and Finch, a coffee shop, along with doing some shopping on Broad Street. Now y’all, I have to tell you this story.

Ok, so we went in this one shop that I had not been in before, called Elysium. Cool name, right? We went in, and looking around, I was kind of like, well this seems more like older women’s clothes. Nothing wrong with that, just…not the style for younger people. Lol.

We started talking to the two ladies, who were working there – very nice people, and they told us that the items in their store came from all over the world. Then, she pointed to this jewelry display (y’all know, like where they hang necklaces off of), where three BATS were hanging upside down. Their mouths were open in a rAWRG way, teeth showing and wings tucked to the side.

Creepy.

One of the ladies says something like, “For instance, these bats come from a country where the people eat bats.”

And I’m all like…

If we’re being completely candid here, my first thought, upon hearing her say this (and apparently not thinking that selling taxadermied bats as jewelry was STRANGE???) was WITCHES.

I know. I know. They’re not actually witches. The result of too much reading and creative writing. But still.

CREEPY.

Moving along! We went in several other little boutiques like Paula’s and Whistle Britches, along with a second-hand book store. After, my brother met us for lunch at Mellow Mushroom – yum!

Our last activity was going to Berry College and taking some pictures! If you’ve never been there, the campus is absolutely beautiful! Very romantic and picturesque!

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So, that’s what I’ve been up to! What have y’all been doing this summer?

~ Southern Dreamer

Isaiah’s Daughter ~ Book Review

See the source imageHey y’all!

I know it’s been a long time since I’ve last done a book review, so I thought I would change that! Today, I’m going to be doing one on Isaiah’s Daughter by Mesu Andrews. I’ve read several of her books, and have enjoyed each one. I’ll try to start doing some more reviews to give y’all a better idea of what they’re like, but trust me, they’re great! 🙂

Isaiah’s Daughter: A Novel of Prophets and Kings is a biblical fiction novel tracing the story of Hephzibah – Queen of Judah and wife to King Hezekiah. She is a real person and character in the Bible, however, the only difference in this book or the part that brings the fiction element in, is the Scriptures do not say she was the adopted daughter of Isaiah.

Nevertheless, this book is firmly rooted in truth and the Bible. Each chapter references a Scripture at the beginning, that helps the reader to understand at what point the author is getting this inspiration from – something I appreciated.

Being the list-maker that I am, I also loved how before the story even starts, Mesu lists out all the major and minor characters that appear in this story. She tells you which ones are mentioned in the Bible, and which she used the Holy Spirit, discretion, and creative liberty to create; along with, who they are.

I’ve always enjoyed reading biblical fiction, and this one was no different. If you’ve never read a biblical fiction book before, then I highly suggest you check out some of Mesu Andrews! Personally, I find reading them helps the characters in the Bible to come alive further, makes them more relatable, and reminds me that even though they were great men and women of God, they were still human too.

Some characters that you might be familiar with, if you’ve read Scripture, are Isaiah, Micah – also a prophet, King Hezekiah, and his father King Ahaz. There are plenty of female characters as well, but their names might not be as familiar to y’all – Isaiah’s wife – mentioned in Scripture, but I believe not named specifically? Anyway, Mesu does give her a name! 🙂 Along with, the mother of Hezekiah, Queen Abijah and his wife, Queen Hephzibah.

I found it really interesting that in the book, and I’m sure based on what evidence she could find and therefore make an hypothesis/injecture upon, Isaiah was a royal tutor and had royal blood in him. Now, for this blog post I’ve done a little research, and as far as I can tell, the Bible does not mention either of these.

However, I was reading on BBC’s website, in their article on Isaiah, written from a professor at the University of Oxford, and he said,

“What is more, he seems to have had easy access to the royal court (see especially chapter 7), and to be well informed about the affairs of state. It is therefore generally assumed that he came from a family that would have been included in the ruling classes; whether he was in fact related to the royal family in some way is possible, though entirely unknown.

From the way he writes we can see that he was well educated in the best traditions of the time. It is not just his fine use of language which impresses, but also the way that he incorporates insights from the distilled wisdom of the Israelite people. It is probable that such material will have formed an important part of the national curriculum of the time. Only a few families, whose children were destined to follow their fathers into the court bureaucracy or other positions of responsibility, will have received a formal education, including learning to read and write. It looks very much as though Isaiah should be included among them.”

Fascinating!

So, while we do not know for sure, whether or not Isaiah was a royal tutor and/or had royal blood in him, the notion of it is not so far-fetched to be impossible.

Another aspect of her book, that piqued my interest was the names. Many times in the Bible, and I believe, if I’m not mistaken, people took the meaning of their names very seriously. I’ve always wondered why, for instance, with Hosea, God tells him to name his children names that I don’t find very pleasant – ex. Lo-ammi (not my people).

Now, in terms of why God said that, we don’t really know, but one of the characters in the book is named, Ishma, which means something like desolation (y’all will have to excuse this paraphrased explanation, we’re currently in the process of moving, and a lot of my books have been packed, so I’m going from memory here xD).

When Isaiah’s wife wonders why she was named that, Yaira, Ishma’s friend, defends her. She explains that right before Ishma was born, Yaira had just been through a very difficult time, and soon after she came to live with Ishma’s family, the little girl was born. Her parents gave her the name, “Ishma” to remind her that even in times of difficulty, there can still be good things ahead.

Anyway, I just thought that was really interesting!

If you haven’t read Isaiah’s Daughter by Mesu Andrews, I strongly encourage you to check it out! It’s a wonderful book that details the lives of some pretty cool people in the Bible.

~ Southern Dreamer

Feeding The Spirit

Everyone always talks about how we’re made up of the mind, body, and spirit. And I knew that. But…sometimes one forgets the importance of spending time with God to your own spirit.

The past couple of months I haven’t been hearing from God as much. Logically, of course, I realize that there are seasons where He is silent and other seasons, where you hear Him all the time. Feelings or emotions though, did not exactly get my self talk. It was more like…

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Yeah. Not exactly the most helpful thing.

It also happened to make my heart/spirit really anxious and worried.

Definitely not helpful.

So, even though I didn’t necessarily “feel” like sitting down and spending time with God. I made myself do it. Sometimes you have to make yourself do something even if you don’t want to.

I grabbed my Breaking Up With Perfect by Amy Carroll – which is a great read by the way for any perfectionists out there, my Bible, and a highlighter, sat down in my bed and closed the door. Now, everyone has their own way that they do their quiet time and I am by no means suggesting that this way is the “best” way or the “right” way. I tend to overthink things so I do better if I can have a guide, that helps me decide what to read in the Bible.

So, I’ll read through a chapter of the book, and then out of the passages of Scripture, Amy Carroll referenced, I’ll pick one to go more in depth to. This usually transitions to me reading that chapter in the Bible, and then having my prayer time.

I did this for who knows how long, I can’t remember exactly. It wasn’t a super long period though, and then, one day I just realized, wow. my spirit isn’t feeling panic-y and anxious about this. 

This does not mean that I don’t still struggle with anxiety, because I do. But there’s a difference in me being anxious, and my spirit part being anxious. At least, it feels slightly different to me. Additionally, this does not mean that I don’t still have questions or doubts or other such struggles that Christians go through.

Sometimes my head can be very full of thoughts going in all kinds of directions. Sometimes I’ll be obsessing over something, making it turn into an unnecessary anxiety.

But.

There is something that completes our spirit when we spend time with God. I’m not sure exactly what it is – if it’s the fact that the Holy Spirit is in me, or that I am formed by the Maker to know Him, or maybe something else.

I honestly find it amazing, since many times my humanness/sinfulness comes into play and I find myself thinking…I don’t want to do this right now. I have other things I could be doing. And in my own mind, I feel like a hypocrite. How can God want me to spend time with Him, when I have to push myself to do the basic quiet time?

“As a father shows compassion to his children, so the Lord shows compassion to those who fear him. For he knows our frame; he remembers that we are dust,” ~ Psalm 103:13-14

Love this verse. Somehow, even in the midst of being the most powerful being in the universe, the one who created the stars and moon and sea, He still manages to see us and remember our humanity. Not only remember it, but to show us compassion for it.

Amazing.

The love and mercy of our God always astounds me, and more often than not, I find that my expectations of what it should be are expectations that exist outside of grace. Many times, I can easily start overthinking what I’m doing for spending time with the Lord, but I’m trying to work on that and to give myself grace, and remember that I am human.

As we all go about our day-to-day lives, let us remember the importance of feeding our spirit and to remove the yoke of perfectionism from ourselves, and take up the mantle of grace.

~ Southern Dreamer

 

Infinity War ~ Movie Review

I saw Avengers: Infinity War the weekend it came out, but was debating on whether or not to post a review of it. Mainly, because there was so much going on in the film, and I honestly don’t think I can give a complete rating until Avengers 4 comes out.

But.

Avengers 4 isn’t coming out anytime soon, so I thought, what the heck! I’ll give Infinity War review a go. I have a lot of thoughts on it, so let’s begin!

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No one has any idea that Thanos is coming for them. Ok. Well. Except for maybe Gamora.

Anyway.

***Warning: SPOILERS AHEAD

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If you saw Thor: Ragnorak, then you will recognize the ship that appears in the first scene of Infinity War. Cause, ya know. Why give Thor and his people a moment of rest?

Ha. Haha. That would be dumb.

In the span of the first, like ten minutes, a LOT happens. For one, we realize that at least half of the Asgardian refugees have been murdered by Thanos and his puppets – who apparently consider that a blessing. The Hulk attacks Thanos, and the one beast that we think might be able to take on Thanos (also can we mention how awesome it is that Loki is the one who states, “we have a Hulk???”), looks like a child against the Titan.

Then Heimdell, poor man has had to deal with the mess of Asgard’s royal family for far too long, uses a crazy power we have not seen him use before. He basically rainbow bridges/teleports the Hulk back to Earth.

And then is killed…as Thor watches helplessly.

Thanos decides then, to use the one Infinity Stone he has – the power stone aka the purple one – to basically squish Thor’s head? Idk, something like that. Meanwhile, Loki is standing by and Thanos says that Thor will die if the Tesseract is not given to him.

I was crying because I knew what was gonna happen and this was his way of telling Thor that he loved him and was ready to die for himLoki gives him the Tesseract…Thor lives.

In the span of only a few minutes, Loki says that Thanos and his crew are going to need a tour guide to Earth, and that he could be that tour guide. As he approaches Thanos, a dagger materializes in the hand behind his back. Any attempts at tricking the Titan, however, are futile, and Loki is brutally choked to death in front of Thor.

So…this has basically been the worst week of Thor’s entire life. In only a matter of days, Thor has lost…

  • his dad (seriously Odin, AVOIDING CONFLICT MUCH?)
  • learned he had a sister, that she was a psychopath, then forced to kill her (not to mention that he learned his dad had in essence been lying to him his entire life)
  • forced to watch his home planet explode
  • lost an eye
  • and a hammer
  • the rest of the Asgardians that he JUST RESCUED are brutally murdered
  • his brother is killed in front of him
  • oh yeah, also his best friend

Ouch.

And somehow he still manages to keep it together??? Not to mention, on meeting Gamora, who through no fault of her own, IS the daughter of Thanos, who just KILLED HUNDREDS OF ASGARDIANS, Thor totally does not respond like a normal person would – bless him. Instead, he’s just like, “family’s are hard.”

The only silver-lining I can offer y’all, is the Russo brothers did say at some conference that Valkyrie and some Asgardian refugees escaped. So. There’s that.

The ship is obliterated, and hundreds of Asgardian bodies are floating through space. Cut scene to the Guardians. They heard the distress signal from the Asgardian ship and are on their way to see if they can help.

 Thump. Thor lands on their ship. He’s still breathing, so they bring him in. Some much needed humor insures, before they make a plan on what to do about Thanos. They split ways, with Rocket, Groot, and Thor going to Nidavellir in order to create a weapon that can kill Thanos, and the rest of the Guardians, head to Knowhere to try and stop the purple grape from getting the Reality Stone.

Back on Earth, the Hulk has crash-landed in Dr. Strange’s home, while Tony and Pepper are having a nice, lowkey jog in Central Park.

Welp, that doesn’t last long.

Dr. Strange creates a portal and once Tony sees Bruce, he realizes that something is up. Saying goodbye to Pepper, he joins the magicians and his fellow science nerd in Dr. Strange’s house. Barely any time has past, when chaos envelops New York City. Aliens. Alien technology. Not good.

Riding on a school bus, Peter Parker’s spider senses tell him that something BIG is about to happen – and not the good kind. His best friend, Ned, provides a distraction and off goes Spider-Man to figure out what the heck is going on.

Soon, Ironman, Dr. Strange, Wong, and Spider-Man are having to battle these aliens who call themselves the children of Thanos. Bruce tries to help, but after the last ordeal with the grapefruit Titan…the Hulk refuses to come out.

It ends with Dr. Strange, Tony, and Peter on an alien ship. In another part of the world, Scarlet Witch and Vision are having a romantic getaway.

all i can think of whenever i see steve's face in the third frame is that one guy on catfish saying "you got me there"Ok. Y’all. I just have to take a moment to give my thoughts on this relationship. Look, I love romance – most of my favorite scenes in movies, have to do with it. However, I have some serious problems with Wanda and Vision being together.

For one, Wanda is human – a mutant, yes, but still human – and Vision is a robot. Like, his brain is wires. This is my main issue…Vision is not human. He’s not even technically “alive,” the only thing that gives him the ability to halfway act like a human, is the stone.

Personally, I just find the ethical and moral issue of a human and robot having a romantic and sexual (also, it literally would be impossible for them to procreate since Vision is, like I said, not human) relationship disturbing.

I do realize they were together in the comics, but honestly y’all, there would have been so many better options for a romance. They could have paired Wanda with Steve or Bucky. Or, they could have not paired her with anyone. I want a romantic aspect, of course, but not like this.

Honestly, I’ve never just loved Vision’s character. He has some really cool powers, don’t get me wrong, but I never felt like he had an actual purpose in any of the films. In my opinion, it kind of felt like they put him there for the sole reason that they wanted him to have a romance with Wanda later. Although, I did appreciate the picture/line above where Vision reminds Cap that this is no different than when he sacrificed his life to save everyone else’s. ACCURATE.

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Speaking of Wanda, I really loved how her powers have grown. The fact that she could actually hold Thanos off, AND destroy the stone at the same time was awesome. Along with, how her levitating/flying and force field skills have improved.

And…no one can convince me that Steve Rogers and Natasha Romanoff have not formally adopted Wanda Maximoff as their child. I mean, the way they interacted with her? Pfft.

On that note, how freaking awesome was the scene where Captain America slowly comes out of the shadows and CATCHES the spear??? Quote from Tumblr…

“Proxima Midnight wields a special spear, that was forged by Thanos himself. This allows the spear to transform into light and change size. It hardly ever misses its target. That’s why it’s such a big deal to see Captain America dodge and grab this spear in the trailer. This isn’t supposed to be something you can catch.”

Not to mention that Cap briefly holds back Thanos WHILE he has the Infinity Gauntlet on! You can literally see the look of shock on the grapefruit’s face, that this human is able to do this.

I’m just saying. Steve Rogers could 100% pick up Mjolnir.

Note: The quotes on those pictures are from the comics FYI ❤

I do wish though, that he had gotten more screen time. Hopefully, in Avengers 4, they’ll give Cap more. In terms of screen time, Thor, Gamora, and Tony definitely received the most in this film.  I’ve already discussed Thor, pretty in depth, so I’ll jump into Gamora and Tony’s parts.

DO NOT READ IF YOU HAVEN'T SEEN INFINITY WAR That's fine I didn't need my heart anywaysI thought Gamora had a really great character arc. Getting a glimpse of her childhood, gave more weight to what she was going through in the present.

Seeing how much her relationship with Peter Quill has grown, was awesome. I loved how comfortable they had gotten with each other, and honestly, I was not expecting Gamora to die the way she did. I was ok with her dying, but I wanted her to die killing Thanos – or something like that. And even though she was not my favorite character, the romance between Peter and her was one of my favorites.

On Tony, like wow, character growth – am I right? He’s come so far, from being the selfish playboy, and hearing him talking to Pepper about wanting kids: ADORABLE.

His interactions with Doctor Strange were hilarious – as to be expected with two confident, albeit cocky geniuses. Also, I can’t go this far, of course, without mentioning Tony’s relationship with Peter Parker. I thought they did a great job with that, and really enjoyed the almost father/uncle relationship he has with him.

 But gosh. THAT SCENE. Y’all know which one I’m talking about. A++ acting Tom Holland. All of the other deaths happened so fast, and weren’t like traumatic (as in it wasn’t painful/gruesome), that I didn’t get that emotional about them. But this one, ouch. Seeing Peter, knowing what is happening, terrified of what the unknown will be, and just acting like how any teenager would – is clinging to Tony, begging him to make it stop.

Luckily, Tom Holland still has 2 more Spider-Man movies he’s signed on for, so Peter isn’t gone for good. But still. Eek.

I could go on and on, but seeing as how this blog post is getting a little bit long xD I’ll try and summarize the rest of my thoughts.

This action-packed movie had so much going on. There was never a dull moment, and when the film ended I was honestly surprised! It didn’t feel like it had been over two hours long. The ending was interesting, in the way that everything happened. Only the original Avengers were left….Captain America, Black Widow, Ironman, Thor, Bruce/Hulk, and we’re going to assume that Hawkeye is still alive. Along with, Okoye, Rhodney, Rocket, and Nebula.

When I watched this scene I was wondering why Bucky wasn't running right there with them, but now this explains it.Some of my favorite moments are as follows:

  • Steve Rogers stepping out of the shadows and catching the spear
  • Thor landing in Wakanda
  • Okoye and Natasha kicking butt with Wanda
  • T’Challa saying, “get this man a shield.”
  • All the funny moments with Spider-Man
  • Mantis saying, “Kick names, take ass.”

I’ve only seen the movie once, so I may be missing some other scenes I loved. I’m eager to see Avengers 4 – although kinda anxious, since there’s a rumor going around that at least four of the original six are going to be killed…

But yeah! If you’ve seen the movie, what did you think? Favorite lines, scenes? Did you love it, hate it, or don’t know yet? Let me know in the comments below!

~ Southern Dreamer

P.S. ROMANOGERS IS STILL ALIVE =D

Grace Abounding

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Y’all probably know by now that I tend to struggle with perfectionism. With perfectionism, comes a viewpoint that makes grace incredibly hard to understand. I think as humans, grace is a hard concept in and of itself. Most situations we encounter in life are performance based and there is no grace if you mess up. Perfectionism doesn’t exactly help this already difficult topic to get any easier.

So, I was sitting in my college dorm room a month or two ago, and doing what I tend to do often, go through the motions of perfectionism, guilt, fear, etc…Then, I had this thought that I believe the Lord shared with me.

God does not base the grace He gives us on a scale. He doesn’t look at the entire week, and go, “Well, Monday through Wednesday you really screwed up, so when Saturday comes, there’s no grace for you.”

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I don’t know if anyone else does this, but I usually think about the grace that God might give me in terms of everything I’ve already done that week.

I messed up on this too many times this week.

I haven’t spent time with God in several days, but now I really can’t cause I have an exam to study for – cue guilt.

Does this sound familiar to y’all? Do any of you find yourselves doing the same thing?

“The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases; his mercies never come to an end; they are new every morning; great is your faithfulness,” ~ Lamentations 3:22-23

For me, realizing this, gave an entirely new meaning to the verse, “his mercies never come to an end; they are new every morning.” Not only are His mercies new every day, but He is not judging us on all of our actions in order to determine whether or not He should give us grace.

Is anyone else’s mind exploding? Cause mine definitely is.

As believers, with the Holy Spirit living in us, we are heirs in grace. Grace is the birth certificate, the blood of Jesus is the writing, the Holy Spirit is the identification.

“But he gives more grace,” ~ James 4:6a

And then in James, He expands on the concept of grace. Not only does He give us perfect grace, but He gives more grace. When we think that surely we have exhausted the supply of grace, that God cannot possibly want to extend further grace to us, the Bible clarifies that nope, God actually loves to extend grace to His children.

I love this quote from Dwight L. Moody:

“We must not limit the mighty grace of God.”

How true is this? It can be so easy to carry guilt for things that we should not feel guilty for, or if we should feel guilty, then instead of freeing ourselves from that guilt after repenting, we continue to hold it close – telling ourselves, that Jesus could not really mean that we receive grace for that.

“And from his fullness we have all received, grace upon grace,” ~ John 1:16

But wait. There it is again – more grace. Grace upon grace.

Grace.

Such a simple word, but so difficult to wrap our minds around. I don’t know if we will ever understand grace or how deep it goes on this earth, yet I do think that as we grow in our faith, we will be able to better grasp a tiny portion of the truth, strength, and expansiveness of God’s grace.

~ Southern Dreamer

Breathe ~ Movie Review

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I remember seeing trailers for the movie Breathe last year, and thinking to myself that I really wanted to go and see it. This new film had something I love – historical romance.

Until this past month, however, I had not watched it.

One night my mom and I decided that instead of watching something that the boys picked out, we were going to watch a romantic movie! And, of course, I instantly knew which one we should watch.

Breathe.

Without further ado, then, here is my review of this historical romance!

***Warning: There will be spoilers ahead, I don’t think there are really any plot twist spoilers – if you’ve seen the trailer. If you haven’t seen the trailer though, then there will be spoilers***

The movie opens with a beautiful landscape scene, and soon zooms in closer on several characters, including Robin Cavendish the protagonist. He’s chatting with several buddies of his as they play cricket, and in the distance there is a small crowd watching. When one of his friend’s realizes who has caught Robin’s attention, he tells him that it would be futile – she’s a player.

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She, being Diana Blacker, is a pampered young lady who does as she pleases. And yet, she decides to marry Robin – despite him having no great inheritance, and despite her twin brother’s urgings to find someone better.

They are married in 1957.

The scene cuts to Kenya, where Robin and Diana have traveled for his work. Some people question why she would want to go with him this far, and she retorts that she wants to be with him and finds the work interesting.

As they are riding back one day, Diana surprises him with the news that she is pregnant. Thrilled, Robin has tears in his eyes and kisses her.

It is 1958.

As the camera cuts, the next image shows a pregnant Diana laughing and talking with another woman, as they watch their husbands play a game in the background. Humorously, a hula hoop is introduced and Robin has a go at it for the first time. Suddenly, his vision grows dizzy and he falls to the ground, before quickly recovering and jokingly saying he must have overdone it.

Unfortunately, this is not the case. Something worse has happened, and all too soon, Robin reaches his friend for help one night, before collapsing. He’s rushed to the hospital. The doctor asks him to move his arm and he is barely able to twitch a finger. Then, his breathing becomes uncertain and shouts of “get him on ice!” are echoed around the room.

Robin has contracted polio, and is permanently paralyzed – only able to breathe with a ventilator. He is twenty-eight years old.

The rest of the film shows their journey through dealing with this, and how they overcame a seemingly impossible life-altering condition.

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One of my favorite components of the movie was the love between Robin and Diana. After becoming paralyzed, Robin wants to die – he tells his wife that she could still find someone else, start over.

Diana is having none of this and refuses to give up on him. Not only that, but at twenty-five years old, her fierce loyalty and commitment to someone who can do nothing, can offer nothing for her, is extremely admirable.

It would have been easy for her to do so. Easy to abandon him, take her little son, and find someone else to marry.

But she didn’t.

Because Diana Cavendish understood what true love actually means. The actual definition of love has nothing to do with what we get in return. It has everything to do with selflessness, compassion, respect.

“Love is patient and kind; love does not envy or boast; it is not arrogant or rude. It does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful; it does not rejoice at wrongdoing, but rejoices with the truth. Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things,” ~ 1 Corinthians 13:4-7

This movie does an amazing example of showing what love actually looks like, and in a world where divorce is common, we need more films like this that demonstrate how love and commitment in a marriage work.

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Another thing I really appreciated, was the light it shed on people with disabilities. I am not paralyzed, or in a wheelchair, so I can’t speak for those people, but I do have a medical condition, and as such, I know how important it is to be represented in film. So I was glad that they were able to do that with the many people who have disabilities in the world.

Not to mention, the history behind the wheelchair and movable ventilator. I can’t even imagine how many lives were forever changed by Robin and Diana’s work. With their invention, for the first time, people with significant disabilities were able to live outside of a hospital.

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I also appreciated the relationship shown between Jonathan and Diana. Obviously, the film focused more on Diana and Robin’s relationship, however, the scenes that they had as mother and son, were strong and showed how much they relied on each other for strength.

Overall, I loved the movie, and if you haven’t seen it yet, you definitely need to! If you have seen it, what did you think?

~ Southern Dreamer

P.S. If you weren’t aware, Robin and Diana’s son produced the film. So. Yeah, right in the feels xD

Do you see it?

This past semester, I dived back into Disney Channel. I had stopped watching it for a while, because frankly, the amount of disrespect that was being shown to parents, not to mention making them look stupid, was unappealing.

I was pleasantly surprised to find that several of the shows were no longer treating parents in such a manner, such as Bizaardvark and K.C. Undercover. 

There was something, however, that started to nag at me.

If you watch Disney Channel at all, I’m certain you saw the many trailers for the new Disney Channel Original Movie Zombies. 

Now, I’m not going to delve into whether or not it is morally right to watch shows with zombies. Personally, I don’t enjoy it, since I find it too frightening for my own tastes, but as long as they are portrayed as the monsters they were created to be – such as in The Walking Dead which my brother and dad both watch, I’m not going to argue about it.

And herein lies my issue with Zombies. On the forefront, the film has great qualities and the inherent lessons they are trying to teach are good…but. I really do not believe they went about this the right way.

Let me just start with some Merriam-Webster.

Zombie:

“a: a will-less and speechless human (as in voodoo belief and in fictional stories) held to have died and been supernaturally reanimated
b: the supernatural power that according to voodoo belief may enter into and reanimate a dead body                                                                                                                  c: person held to resemble the so-called walking dead.”

So from this definition we can gather, that one, they do not have a will or speak. Now, that reminds me of an animal, except…an animal does have a will (as anyone with pets can attest to!). If they’re not an animal then, and not inherently human, then what does that make them?

Food for thought.

The Urban Dictionary describes zombies as,

“in its near-mindless state, it grasps no remains of emotion, personality, or sensation of pain. The only observable action a zombie takes part in is killing living creatures, especially humans, and eating them.”

Alright. We can now, after significant research, logically deduce that in dictionary terms and in pop culture, zombies are dead bodies, do not have a will, cannot speak/think/experience emotion, do not have personality or the feeling of pain, and the only activity they actually do is to eat other living creatures – specifically humans.

Now, with that definition in mind, I’m going to look at the Disney Channel Original Movie, Zombies. 

First of all, um like there are zombie children??? and parents??? Last time I checked…DEAD people did not procreate. There is literally nothing believable or logical about this. And as we established earlier, the only action zombies participate in as mindless creatures is the eating of living people.

Here are a few quotes from the movie that I find particularly problem some.

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“I’m not a monster, I’m a zombie!”

Ok. Back to the dictionary. Merriam-Webster describes a monster as,

“a: one who deviates from normal or acceptable behavior or character, an immoral monster
b: threatening force                                                                                                                       c: something monstrous; especially : a person of unnatural or extreme ugliness, deformity, wickedness, or cruelty.”

Well, I don’t know about y’all, but eating people is generally considered immoral. Not to mention, highly unacceptable and very much not normal behavior. So, yes. According to all logic, zombies are monsters, and therefore, Zed falls into the zombie/monster category.See the source image

“I’m fighting against intolerance!”

*heavy sigh*

*deep breaths*

You. Have. Got. To. Be. Kidding. Me.

This literally spats in the face of every single moment of intolerance on our planet, and the progress that actually has been made. They are basically comparing the intolerance historically against people of color, religion, women, etc…to zombies, which, as stated above, are certainly, and most definitely not in the same category as humans or animals.

Look, I’m all for people everywhere being treated respectfully and such, but let’s not confuse wanting to get a concept across, with another concept that is disturbing. They could have still gotten this concept across with so many other ways, without going to the blatant lie and illogical thought process of “zombies are good, not monsters, and can totally interbred with humans.”

Are they trying to make monsters seem good, and nice? Possibly. For the sake of the kids who watch it, I hope not, but at this point, I don’t really have many other options to draw from.

Now, the film could have been good in its message. Change the zombie family to a mutant family. It would still get the same message and values across, without saying that zombies are “good” creatures, when nowhere in history or in definitions have they been portrayed as “safe” or “good.”

Colossians 2:8 says, “See to it that no one takes you captive by philosophy and empty deceit, according to human tradition, according to the elemental spirits of the world, and not according to Christ.”

It is important that we are aware of the purpose and message behind what we are watching, reading, and listening to. Unfortunately, Satan is real and we cannot be naïve and think that he is not trying to manipulate us. As Colossians says, we must make sure that we are not being distracted by the glitz and glamor of the various forms of media, and remember that behind every story there is a purpose.

Oftentimes, it isn’t obvious and there lies the tricky part. If it were clear and obvious, most of us would probably catch it. Unfortunately, most things in this world are not going to be so easily seen or obvious. Frequently, some bad is mixed with a lot of good or vice versa, and that brings up a moral dilemma.

Moral dilemmas are always conflicting, as they are very much not black and white. It can be difficult to discern what the right choice is however, I believe the more we spend time in God’s Word, and the more we come to know His character, the easier it will be to know what to do. It may never be completely clear, but the closer we draw to Him, the mirror that we look at the world through becomes just a little bit less dusty.

~ Southern Dreamer