Recap (May 16-22)

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Book Reviews:

  • The Boy in the Striped Pajamas by John Boyne

    “Author John Boyne describes his work in an author’s note: ‘Throughout the writing and rewriting of the novel, I believed that the only respectful way for me to deal with this subject was through the eyes of a child, and particularly through the eyes of a rather naive child who couldn’t possibly understand the terrible things that were taking place around him.’

    Naive is right. Nine year old Bruno is completely lost in 1940s Germany. Despite his father being a commandant in the Nazi army, he has no idea what is going on around him. He doesn’t seem to know that the country is at war. He doesn’t understand who Hitler is–and calls him the “Fury” (as if a German child wouldn’t be able to pronounce “Fuhrer”.) When his family is moved to Auschwitz, where his father is to command the concentration camp, he mispronounces this name too, calling it “Out With”. He sees the people walking about inside the camp wearing their identical garb and thinks that they’re wearing striped pajamas.”

  • Religion Saves: and nine other misconceptions by Mark Driscoll

    And then there are the books that I read a review of, think “Hmm” and do absolutely nothing with.

    That’s what I did with Religion Saves: and nine other misconceptions after Jonathon and Carrie reviewed it at Reading to Know. I read the review, thought it sounded interesting, but neither added it to my TBR list nor bookmarked the page. I just let it lie.

    Until the audiobook version was featured as ChristianAudio.com‘s free audiobook of the month. As one who positively adores almost anything free, I jumped on the opportunity. After all, if I decide not to listen to it, what have I lost? 290 MB of computer space, easily recoverable via the Delete key. Why not?

  • Stuff Christians Like by Jonathan Acuff

    “If you’ve never checked out the Stuff Christians Like blog, you’re seriously missing out. Every day Jonathan Acuff (or a wickedly funny guest blogger) posts a satirical piece about some aspect of modern Christian culture.

    Acuff is certainly not the only blogger who pokes fun at Christian culture. In fact, such sites abound. But Acuff’s “Stuff Christians Like” manages to set itself apart from other sites in that it’s not cynical. Acuff isn’t giving up on Christians or on the church. He’s not setting himself up as a holier-than-thou. He’s just making observations, in love, about our unique culture (which is also HIS unique culture.)”

Recipes:

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Books for the TBR list:

  • Masterpiece by Elise Broach
    What happens when a beetle draws a picture trying to cheer a boy up–but then the boy’s Mom finds the drawing and thinks that her SON did the drawing? In this story, at least, it leads to bragging, an elaborate scheme to reproduce some famous art, and a mystery for the boy and the beetle to solve.

News to take note of:

  • To treat or not to treat thyroid cancer
    Given that one of our parishioners underwent treatment a couple of years back for thyroid cancer, that a cousin of mine had some nodules removed from her thyroid last year, and that two individuals in our church had complete thyroidectomies a couple of weeks ago for what turned out to NOT be thyroid cancer–I’m understandably curious about thyroid cancer. This study indicates that there has been a dramatic upswing in thyroid cancer cases in recent years–but that chances of survival, even if not treated rapidly, are quite high for those with thyroid cancer, suggesting that treatment can be avoided or delayed for individuals who have cancer that is contained to the gland. Very interesting. I’ll be watching this conversation, that’s for sure.
  • Is a raw diet right for you?
    What this writer and proponents of raw diets everywhere fail to understand and point out about nutrition is that cooking is necessary to make some nutrients bioavailable. It is true that some nutrients can be destroyed by heat–but others require heat to be made available to our bodies. Cooking serves a vital role of increasing palatability and digestibility of foods. For best health, consume a variety of nutrient-rich foods, both cooked and raw.
  • Sea lions and dolphins as underwater anti-terrorism scouts?
    The Navy is out to prove that it’s not a bad idea. Think K-9 units only with really speedy underwater motion.
    HT: Instapundit
  • Is free speech a universal right?
    Apparently not. It seems that free speech is only accorded to those who have been trained in the nation’s best liberal indoctrination camps (journalism schools) and who are currently working inside of the nation’s best propaganda machine (mainstream media).
    HT: Instapundit
  • Cadmium found in jewelry from China
    I’m not a “buy American or else” kind of person–but there is definitely good evidence that buying from China is NOT good for your health. Lead in more articles than can be counted (at least by me), melamine in milk, now cadmium in children’s jewelry. “Made in China” simply isn’t safe–especially for children.

Thought-provoking posts:

  • Should a Pentecostal marry a Calvinist?
    I’ve been following the comment responses to this question since Dr. Russell Moore posted it several weeks ago–now Dr. Moore weighs in with some wise words. I especially liked:

    “If the two of you marry, God has called Calvin to spiritually lead the home (Eph. 5:23, 25-28; 1 Cor. 11:3). Aimee, if you see Calvin as spiritually immature because he hasn’t experienced the “baptism of the Holy Ghost,” do not marry him. He will be leading you spiritually, and if you can’t respect him, as he is, move on. If you would plan to whisper to your children, “Don’t tell Daddy but really serious Christians get slain in the Spirit…” then call off the engagement.

    Calvin, if you secretly think of Aimee’s background as nothing more than ridiculous “man-centered” “holy-rolling,” don’t marry her. She will be, if the Lord wills, the mother of your children, training them up in the sacred writings (2 Tim. 3:15). Your headship isn’t raw force of argument. It is modeled after the way our Lord Christ loved his church, cleansing her “by the washing of water with the word” (Eph. 5:25). How did our Lord Jesus do that with a foundation stone of his church, the Apostle Peter? By kneeling to serve, while teaching (Jn. 14:1-20). You must do likewise.”

  • Vitamin Z on the ache of foster care:

    “Some dear friends of mine recently have taken two little girls into their home. They are 5 and 6 years old. Things have not gone well. Imagine living a life for five years with zero boundaries and then being placed in a home that is patient, loving, and grace-filled, but has firm boundaries. How would you feel? Of course you would freak out. And freak out they have. Screaming fits for hours, empty haunted eyes, and constant rebellion against their new Mom and Dad. I talked to my friend after they had been in the house for about 18 hours and he already sounded completely worn out and weary. “

    My heart goes out to these girls, to this family. Please pray for them, for the many children caught within the foster system, for the Christian foster parents who have been called to parent them, and for God to continue to call new laborers into this white-for-harvest field.

  • On Ergun Caner and ministerial exaggeration:

    “Much attention has been paid both to Caner’s sub-standard apology and to the comments of Dr. Towns in the Christianity Today story. I believe, though, that the real story is in the other statement above – the euphemistic characterization of “exaggeration” as “ministerially speaking.” This statement appears without citation; I do not know whether it is traceable to anyone at Liberty. It does not matter, for it is an entirely true statement. What Caner appears to have done is nothing other than what is common among preachers: he has exaggerated, embellished, and perhaps even fabricated the stories about himself which form the backbone of his sermons. That is where our attention ought to be. Liberty University has misjudged the severity of the scandal, but they have done so because it fails to appear scandalous to Christians who have become comfortable with the idea that preachers regularly tell fibs in the pulpit.”

    While this article specifically speaks to pastors, I know we can all be tempted to “embellish” our stories. A number of years ago, I was convicted that I had been making up statistics in conversation with others when I only knew approximations. It wasn’t increasing my credibility to say that I read that 54.2% of people surveyed were in favor of stricter abortion laws, when the truth was I only remembered that over half of those surveyed in this particular magazine were in favor of stricter abortion laws. Nitpicky? Maybe. But if truth is what sets men free, I want to be as close to the truth as I can be.
    HT: Vitamin Z


A Silent Cry

Sometimes I can’t articulate the
things within my heart
I can’t tell you what
I’m thinking
I can’t tell you what
I’m feeling
I’m not sure what
I want
Except that the ache
grows on
I have wasted my words
Trying to pray
as if God needed my words
to know my heart
Today, I cannot speak
I can only turn
my heart towards Him
A silent cry
“Please”


Thankful Thursday: Don’t Hafta

Today I’m thankful that I don’t hafta finish my to-do list

Thankful Thursday banner

I’m thankful…

…that when my plans to finish my dress are derailed by the realization that I need to whip up another baby quilt–STAT–it’s okay to leave the dress for another day

…that when I discover that the person I was hoping to get into contact with is out of town on vacation, it’s okay to leave the call until next week

…that when my heart is too full of prayer requests and I end up praying while vacuuming instead of listening to an audiobook, it’s okay to finish the audiobook some other time

…that when I wake up to rain that precludes any possibility of a bike ride, it’s okay to skip another day (I’ve only recently gotten back on my bike after the disastrously busy final few weeks of school.)

…that when I forget to ask about when that human trafficking talk is and learn only after I’ve already arranged to do something else, it’s okay to not go

I’m thankful that my to-do list is a tool for me to use, not a taskmaster to use me.

I’m also thankful…

…that I was able to get some quality work done on my thesis

…that I was able to dust and vacuum the living room (including getting all of those infernal Japanese beetles from the corners–I’ve been lazy and not been getting out the hose to take care of them. But now, they are gone!)

…that I was able to whip together a quilt top (and even discovered that I had some fabric that I can use for backing–so I didn’t have to purchase more!)

…that I was able to spend some quality time with my dad and my brother this evening

I’m thankful that my worth is not based on what I do or do not do, but that God in His mercy allows me such a rich and full life.


I love links

I know what you’re thinking. “Of course you like links. What blogger doesn’t?”

But I’m not talking about links to my site (although I do like those too).

I’m talking about links to…
well, just about anything.

I love it when my dad e-mails me an article he read online that he thinks I might be interested in.

I love it when someone posts a blog or article on my Facebook page because it reminded them of me somehow (or they just want to share a favorite teacher who blogs with the other person they know who blogs–Thanks, Steve!).

I love perusing a few choice blogs that are primarily just an amalgam of links, such as the political Instapundit and Reformed bloggers Vitamin Z and Tim Challies.

I enjoy clicking the links that occasionally pop up in my TweetDeck as I’m going about my daily business (to be read at leisure sometime after I’m done with my “daily business”).

And I love sharing links with others.

That’s why I have my weekly recap posts–to share my links with others.

That’s why I often tweet links (indeed, it’s about the only thing I tweet.)

That’s why, if you’re a good friend, I might just drive you nuts by sending you links to articles, blogs, whatever as I stumble across them.

I’m not a part of one of those linkie social networks like Del.icio.us, StumbleUpon, Digg, or Google Reader–because I’m not sure if I need another thing to take up more of my time. But I do occasionally wish that I could get more variety in my link reading–except that I want that variety to be, well, proven/pre-read by friends I trust won’t send me duds. So maybe a social network is the way to go…

So tell me, what do you think of links? Do you love them, like them, hate them? Are you completely ambivalent to them?

Do you like to send them but not receive them? Do you like to receive them but not send them? Do you belong to a linkie social network? Which one? Do you like it?

And whether you like sending links or not, if you find something that you think might interest me, PLEASE send me a link. I absolutely love them! (Send links via Facebook, Twitter @bekahcubed, or e-mail.


Desires of my heart

“Delight yourself also in the Lord,
And He shall give you the desires of your heart.”

Psalm 37:4

It’s probably the one Scripture I have the most trouble with. Does God really promise to give me the desires of my heart when I delight in Him?

‘Cause I’ve been delighting–and still so many of my desires remain unfulfilled.

I’ve had women quote this verse to me as a promise that I’ll marry someday. I don’t want to believe them. Because what if that is what this verse is saying–yet I never do get married? What if I cling to this as a promise when that isn’t what God intended–and I end up a bitter old spinster?

How many times have I begged God to take away my desires? “Lord, if this isn’t Your desire for me, may I not desire to be married. If it isn’t Your will for me to be a mother, take away this desire to be one. If you don’t want me to foster or adopt, then take away this yearning inside of me.”

Can I take His silence as confirmation? That His will is to fulfill my desires?

I dare not do so and place words that He has not spoken into His mouth.

But here, as I long intensely for what I cannot have, I am tempted to believe that God is not good. I am tempted to think that He is the ultimate tease, awakening my heart to dream only to dash my dreams.

How many time has this happened over the years? Yes, not so solidly as this time, but how many times has my heart risen only to drop to the depths?

Years ago, I wrote these words:

I’ve been seeking
But I’m not seeing
Where are those things
You were going to add?

I’ve been delighting
But I’m not sighting
Where are those dreams
You said You’d fulfill?

I don’t understand
Why You’ve got me in this place
This life that I’m living
is so far from my dreams
I can’t understand
What it means

I don’t know
Why it’s so
But You are Lord
Speak Your word
I will go

I am clay
Have Your way
You are Lord
Speak Your word
I will obey

This verse remains the most difficult one in my mind. I don’t understand it. I don’t know what it means. I don’t know how to take it.

So I move a verse further and cling to verse 5.

“Commit your way to the Lord, trust also in Him, and He shall bring it to pass.”

So I commit my desires to Him, daily pouring out my heart, raising my requests to Him, begging yet again that He would conform my desires to His.

And then I choose to trust in Him, that He shall bring His good purposes to pass in His perfect timing.


Book Review: “Stuff Christians Like” by Jonathan Acuff

View my disclosure statement for more information on how I choose books to review.

If you’ve never checked out the Stuff Christians Like blog, you’re seriously missing out. Every day Jonathan Acuff (or a wickedly funny guest blogger) posts a satirical piece about some aspect of modern Christian culture.

Acuff is certainly not the only blogger who pokes fun at Christian culture. In fact, such sites abound. But Acuff’s “Stuff Christians Like” manages to set itself apart from other sites in that it’s not cynical. Acuff isn’t giving up on Christians or on the church. He’s not setting himself up as a holier-than-thou. He’s just making observations, in love, about our unique culture (which is also HIS unique culture.)

I don’t usually buy this sort of book. Actually, I try not to buy books if at all possible. I borrow hundreds of books from my library each year, and limit my purchasing to books that I’ve already read and know I want to read again and to library book sale items (bought at the going rate of $0.50-1.00)

But I especially don’t buy this kind of book–little humorous essays that you read once and laugh and then put away, never to pick the book up again.

I did, however, get the downloadable audiobook–and am thoroughly impressed.

Acuff does his own reading, which is genius on quite a few levels. Acuff is a pretty smooth reader–with pauses where they’re needed and proper inflections at varying points. But what’s more, Acuff doesn’t just read. Sure–he reads–but he also sings, uses the occasional odd voice, and makes comments about the reading process. It makes for great hilarity.

The contents of this title are a mix of Stuff Christians Like (the website) classics and brand new humorous essays. Expect to hear about honeymoon sex, popcorn prayer personalities, and being the “token Christian” in your workplace.

Stuff Christians Like would make a great gift book for anyone who grew up in the Christian subculture of the 80s, 90s, and today (fantastic-now I sound like a local radio station “playing your favorites from the 80s, 90s, and today!”)If you’ve been on a church missions trip or had your child’s number appear on a screen during a worship service or given or received a tract instead of candy on Halloween, you’re going to be amused by this book.

The book version would make for good bathroom reading, I think–though nothing can beat this audio version. As an individual who is HIGHLY oriented toward the written word (I require subtitles in order to understand almost any movie), I generally don’t prefer audio books. But this isn’t so much of an audio book–it’s more like a four and a half hour long comedy track. I LOVED IT!


Rating: 4 stars
Category: Satirical Essays on Christian Culture
Synopsis: Jonathan Acuff pokes good-natured fun at Christian culture–in absolutely hilarious essays.
Recommendation: If you grew up in the Christian culture–or now belong to it–you’ll probably be nodding your head and laughing along. You’ll like it. If you aren’t a Christian and/or don’t have any familiarity with Christian culture, this isn’t going to make a lot of sense to you.



Forced into Church

Notes on Francis Chan’s
Forgotten God
Chapter 7: Supernatural Church

My dad posed an interesting question at dinner on Sunday. He’d been talking to a number of new members of our church who had not been to church since their teens, when they felt that their parents had forced them to go to church. “Did you ever feel like you HAD to go to church?”

Well, yes. I never felt that I had an option to just NOT go to church.

But that doesn’t mean that I begrudged the obligation.

I wanted to be there.

Church was where I worshiped God. Church was where I spent time with my friends. Church was where I had a JOB to do. It was just a part of life.

Sure, there were days when I wanted to sleep in or read a book–but on the whole, I wanted to be in church on Sunday mornings, and Wednesday nights, and for Bible study or small groups whenever they were.

I can’t really identify with those who felt forced to go to church.

I wonder what the difference was?

Was it because I was homeschooled and church was one of my only social outlets? Was it because I never knew any other life? Was it because I had jobs, tasks to accomplish at church (whether babysitting or running sound or overhead projection or teaching Sunday school or children’s studies)? Was it because my church was just so amazingly hip? (That one is doubtful, by the way.)

In part, it was probably a combination of all of the above. But I think the real inducement was that God chose to call me to Himself at a young age. In His grace, He set a fire in my heart for the church, His bride. I remember praying fervently on the playground as an eight-year old, asking God to save the surrounding neighborhood–Lincoln’s Airpark. I remember shutting myself in the unfinished bedroom in the basement with a boombox, singing praises to God. I remember eagerly volunteering to help out with Missionettes (a girl’s group) as a 7th grader–and stepping in to teach the kindergartners when the teacher had to quit unexpectedly.

Why did I never feel forced into church? Because God, in His great mercy, called me His own–and church was the gathering of His own.

Do I have any advice for parents to ensure that their kids never feel forced into church?

Do I have any advice for churches to make church feel less of a chore for kids and youth?

No.

Not really.

In truth, all your works are insignificant. It is only the Holy Spirit who can make a child, a teen fall desperately in love Christ. It is only the Holy Spirit who can instill in that youth a love for His church. It is only the Holy Spirit who can change lives.

As Francis Chan says in Forgotten God:

“…While I might be able to get people in the doors of a church or auditorium if I tell enough jokes or use enough visuals, the fact remains that I cannot convince people to be obsessed with Jesus. Perhaps I can talk people into praying a prayer, but I cannot talk anyone into falling in love with Jesus. I cannot make someone understand and accept the gift of grace. Only the Holy Spirit can do that. So by every measure that actually counts, I need the Holy Spirit. Desperately.”

Only the Holy Spirit can change hearts and lives. If the church is to be powerful and effective, if church is to be a pleasure rather than a chore, than the church–God’s people–need to be radically empowered by and obediently following after the Holy Spirit.

(See more notes on Forgotten God here.)


Book Review: “The Boy in the Striped Pajamas: A Fable” by John Boyne

View my disclosure statement for more information on how I choose books to review.

Author John Boyne describes his work in an author’s note:

“Throughout the writing and rewriting of the novel, I believed that the only respectful way for me to deal with this subject was through the eyes of a child, and particularly through the eyes of a rather naive child who couldn’t possibly understand the terrible things that were taking place around him.”

Naive is right. Nine year old Bruno is completely lost in 1940s Germany. Despite his father being a commandant in the Nazi army, he has no idea what is going on around him. He doesn’t seem to know that the country is at war. He doesn’t understand who Hitler is–and calls him the “Fury” (as if a German child wouldn’t be able to pronounce “Fuhrer”.) When his family is moved to Auschwitz, where his father is to command the concentration camp, he mispronounces this name too, calling it “Out With”. He sees the people walking about inside the camp wearing their identical garb and thinks that they’re wearing striped pajamas.

I had a hard time getting through Bruno’s stupidness to truly appreciate this book. The story of the boy, discontented about his move from the city to this barren countryside until he meets and befriends another boy through the tall fence that surrounds Auschwitz, is touching. The writing style, while written at a very low reading level, is engaging. The narrator describes young Bruno’s thoughts in a unique voice:

“Then the door of the office closed and Bruno couldn’t hear any more so he thought it would be a good idea if he went back to his room and took over the packing from Maria, because otherwise she might pull all his belongings out of the wardrobe without any care or consideration, even the things he’d hidden at the back that belonged to him and were nobody else’s business.”

Indeed, if it weren’t for Bruno’s complete lack of sense, I might have really enjoyed this book.

The Boy in the Striped Pajamas is billed as juvenile fiction, but is really only appropriate for those who already have a basic understanding of Holocaust history. Bruno is completely in the dark about what is going on, and the narrator never explains it to him or to the reader. The assumption is that the reader will recognize “Fury” as the “Fuhrer” and identify that character as Adolf Hitler. The reader must recognize “Out With” as “Auschwitz” and understand that Auschwitz is a concentration camp. He must recognize, even if Bruno does not, the meaning of the cry “Heil Hitler” and the swastikas on the soldier’s armbands and the stars of David on the Jews’ armbands. From beginning to end, this book will cast a child who is not familiar with Auschwitz in advance into deep confusion.

As such, despite its incredibly simple reading level, this book is really more suitable for a teen or adult than for a child.

b>Rating:3 Stars
Category: Juvenile Fiction
Synopsis: Nine-year-old Bruno’s family moves from Berlin to Auschwitz, where Bruno’s father commands the concentration camp. Bruno is lonely for his friends and his old home until he secretly makes friends with a boy across the fence.
Recommendation: Lots of people read this and liked it. I read it and didn’t hate it. It’s a pretty quick read–so you might as well pick it up–but I’m not giving it rave reviews like so many others have.


An Average Household

In both the 1990 and the 2000 Censuses, the average household size for households with more than one person was 3.25 persons per household. In 1980, that figure was 3.35 persons per household. Because we’re dealing with people, who are indivisible, I’ll round this up and say that the average household contains four people.

In March 1985, when I was born, the Menter household became an average household with a total of 4 people. It held this status for a whopping 19 months before Joshua was born in October of 1986.

Now, after 23 years 7 months and 1 week as a “large household”, the Menter household is again average.

John Menter, age 19, is moving out of my parents’ home this evening–leaving them with only four people in their household.

Family clip art

Introducing the Menters: a dad, a mom, a son, a daughter. At four people, a perfectly average household.

Or maybe it takes a little more than numbers to make a household average.