A Reader’s Week

Last Sunday, I once again broke my personal library rule.

Instead of 100 items, I checked out 115.

But really, can you blame me?

When books call your name…and don’t cost money…

Well, I couldn’t resist.

And really, considering my personal appetite for books…

Take this week, for instance.

Last Week's Reading
Since my library visit last Sunday (six days ago), I have read…

…9 children’s picture books

Do the Doors Open by Magic? by Catherine Ripley

Health magazine, April 2011 issue

Bones and the Dinosaur Mystery by David Adler

Yo! I know: Brain Building Quizzes by Times for Kids

I’ll Mature When I’m dead by Dave Barry

A Wodehouse Bestiary

Return to Harmony by Janette Oke and T. Davis Bunn

Firegirl by Tony Abbott

The Secret of the Lost Tunnel by Franklin Dixon

I also listened to 7 compact discs ranging from Kanye West (yuck) to Harry Nillson (mostly enjoyable except for the one song that included the f-word–why?!?) to Favorite TV theme songs.

And I started a few additional books…

Christianity: A Follower’s Guide edited by Pete Briscoe

C.S. Lewis: Writer, Dreamer, and Mentor by Lionel Ady

Thrive by Dan Buettner

K.I.S.S Guide to Photography

I’m not sure if I could really call this a typical reading week for me–but it’s definitely not atypical.


Also, because I’m a nerd and way too interested in my own reading statistics, I’ve determined that with 25 of my 115 items already consumed and four in progress, I’m well on my way to reading every item I’ve checked out. (Over 1/5 of the way done with five more weeks to go until everything has to go back.)


Thankful Thursday: Living Golden

Today was our big company BBQ. We served our residents and their families, our employees and their families, and our community.

I personally baked off a couple hundred cookies and ran around like a chicken with my head cut off, talking with residents and their families while snapping pictures.

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This week I’m thankful for…

…getting caught up prior to the BBQ
Which meant that I wasn’t frantically trying to get my own work done today. Instead, I was free to enjoy the preparations for the barbecue. Including preparations like…

…being back in the kitchen again
I haven’t cooked professionally for…a long time now. But today I shed my lab coat and clipboard and made my way into the kitchen, where I baked off a couple hundred cookies and prepped them for serving, before running off home to pick up…

my little sister who was willing to help
Grace popped up to Columbus last night and informed me that she was staying through Saturday. I invited her to our picnic and she said yes. So she came early this afternoon to help and ended up having a great time serving with…

a great management team
I truly love the people I work with–we have a fantastic management team at Golden Living Columbus, and I’m proud to be a part of them. (I noticed today, when coming in the door I don’t usually enter, that my name is featured in a board right inside the door. The board introduces the management team–and there my name is: Registered Dietitian–Rebekah Menter)

…a chance to snap photographs
I wouldn’t say I’m a great photographer. In fact, I know very little about photography. But I love taking photos whenever I can. And I was thrilled to have the privilege of being a designated camera-woman for the picnic.

…the residents I adore
I loved asking the residents if they’d mind if I photograph them, capturing pictures of them with leis round their necks and flowers in their hair. I loved meeting their families, seeing their grandchildren, hearing their stories. The BBQ was in our back parking lot, but it managed to be a whole different context in which to get to know our folks.

Snow-Cones with my sister
Grace and I took a little break to have snow-cones and supper before helping out with clean up. It was nice to just enjoy each other’s company.

Grace and I

You sure you don’t want to come up to Columbus and work for Golden Living, Gracie? ‘Cuz you heard Mark and Kim and Nikki and… they’d definitely hire you. And let me tell you what, working for GLC, it’s living Golden!

I’m so thankful that God placed me somewhere completely outside my expectations–I’m glad He placed me here, in this city, with this job, with these people.


Him and his bride

He saw me playing with my fancy new camera, showing my dad its features.

He asked me if I could take some pictures of him and his bride.

Grandma and Grandpa

This September will mark their 60th Anniversary.

Grandma and Grandpa

Grandpa tells me he doesn’t think he’ll die before that one.

Grandma and Grandpa

I tell him he’d better not.


Book Review: “Christianity: A Short Introduction” by Keith Ward

**I’m going on another book review kick, this time sparked by having to return another section of books. Which means I have to get them all reviewed before I forget them!**

Keith Ward’s Christianity: A Short Introduction travels through a collection of Christian doctrines and thought from creation to the nature of the soul to the incarnation to the trinity to the role of art. Each chapter is divided into three sections, in which each section seeks to portray one Christian perspective on the topic at hand.

In general, the three perspectives given are as follows: one perspective is the majority position of historical Christianity (that is, Christianity as reflected by Catholicism, Eastern Orthodoxy, and Reformation Protestantism), a second perspective represents a minority position among historical Christianity, and a third perspective represents liberal Christianity. (Not that the author makes this distinction. He simply refers to the positions as being “different Christian positions.”)

An example of this trichotomy (except that I’m not sure which of the two historical positions is the majority position) is Ward’s three views on the Bible. The first view is the view of the Bible as inerrant (such that every detail of the Bible is correct). The second view is the view of the Bible as infallible (such that the Bible communicates every “pertinent” detail correctly.) The third view (the liberal view) is that the Bible is an accurate representation of what followers of God believed about God in their own times.

Of course, in suggesting that Ward follows this format of majority historical/minority historical/liberal, I leave out at least two important chapters that DO NOT follow this schema.

For instance, the chapter on the Incarnation presents two liberal views:

  1. Jesus was just a man, but one who the early Christians saw as an “icon” of the Messiah–one who died, but who appeared (in visions given to early Christians) to be raised
  2. Jesus was just a man, but one who was specially gifted by the Holy Spirit such that he “represented” God on earth.

Not having had much exposure to liberal Christianity, I had no idea of the mental gyrations liberal theologians perform in an attempt to still merit the term “Christian”.

It is here, in the theology of the Incarnation, that liberalism completely separates itself from Christianity. It is notable that only one of the three views given on this topic is that of historic Christianity–and the reason is simple.

Christians throughout the ages have united to affirm the Incarnation of Christ as true God and true man–and to condemn all other views as heretical–from ancient times (especially the Council of Chalcedon in 451) onward.

This doctrine of Incarnation is fundamental to the Christian faith–and any faith that calls itself Christian without affirming the doctrine of Incarnation deceives itself.

While the author points out that he doesn’t want the reader to know his position on any of the issues in this book, the mere inclusion of such liberal theology in a book purporting to be an introduction to Christianity indicates that this author has no firm attachment to the historic Christian faith (such as is articulated in the three ecumenical creeds: the Apostle’s Creed, the Nicene Creed, and the Athanasian Creed.)

Furthermore, the author’s continuing statements that “some Christians still believe…”, as though Christian thought that is not continually changing is inappropriate, also indicates his derision for the historic Christian faith.

A better title for this book might have been “Religions Calling Themselves Christian: A Short Introduction”–except that, sadly, this author and many others in liberal “Christianity” have deluded themselves into thinking that they are Christians, when in truth they are no such thing.


Rating: 1 star
Category:“Christian” Thought
Synopsis:The author attempts to introduce the reader to Christianity–but ends up doing something less than that since the author’s personal brand of Christianity is not, in fact, Christianity.
Recommendation: As an aspiring theology geek, I enjoyed sharpening my mind on the (often heretical) views of the author–but, as an introduction to Christianity? This is not a good choice.


**Oh, in case any of you were wondering, the second chapter which definitely did not follow the “majority historical/minority historical/liberal (heretical)” format was the chapter on the Trinity. Once again, this is because historical Christianity has always united to affirm the Trinity. (And no matter how hard Ward tries to argue that Modalism is compatible with the historic Christian understanding of the Trinity, he epically fails.)


Book Review: “Live a Little” by Susan M. Love and Alice D. Domar

Health information bombards us from a hundred directions. It’s on the television, in the newspaper, on the radio. It glares at us from billboards and public service announcements. Popular magazines tout the newest *amazing* health discovery, and the web has fifty thousand opinions on just about everything.

Every disease has a corresponding nonprofit with a corresponding day, week, or month to promote awareness. And every day, week, or month of awareness gives us another list of things to do to make sure we’re healthy.

And then there’s the government. We have the USDA’s new MyPlate which replaces MyPyramid which replaced the Food Guide Pyramid which replaced the four basic food groups. For professionals, there’s the corresponding “Dietary Guidelines for Americans”. For Physical Activity, we have the “Physical Activity Guidelines for Americans.” Then various government agencies put out lists of recommended vaccinations, preventative screenings, what-have-you.

It’s absolutely overwhelming. And it means that many of us, women especially, are walking around with major complexes about all the healthy things we should be doing but aren’t.

Well, doctors Susan M. Love and Alice D. Domar (one a MD, one a PhD) have a word of advice to us all:

“Live a little!

In their book by the same name (written with the help of Leigh Ann Hirschman), these two health professionals seek to cut through the mess of health information and tell women what’s really important for health–and what’s not.

The authors set up what they call the “Pretty Healthy Zone” (or pH zone)–a balanced position between absolutely letting yourself go and being hyper-obsessive about your health. Then they go about helping women to understand what the “pH zone” is for six critical areas: sleep, stress, health screenings, exercise, diet, and relationships. In each of these areas, they offer a little quiz to help you determine whether you fit into the “pH zone”–or if you need to do some work to get yourself there. The final chapter describes what a pretty healthy life might look like decade by decade throughout a woman’s life.

As a health professional who is often alarmed at the extreme recommendations being thrown out by researchers and lay people alike, I am very pleased by this book’s balanced approach to health. Love and Domar critically evaluate the available research and weed out the good recommendations from the tenuous ones. Furthermore, they evaluate these recommendations in light of overall quality of life, in addition to simply evaluating disease avoidance.

For the woman who feels guilty that she [insert your own health “vice”: isn’t exercising enough/doesn’t do a breast self exam/doesn’t get 8 hours of sleep every night/eats Twinkies], this can provide a measure of relief–and some direction for how to make positive steps towards a healthier lifestyle.

For the woman who is obsessed with her health and spends every moment of every day counting calories in and out, calculating risk factors, and engaging in “prevention”, this book can provide a level of balance–and some direction regarding which health steps are most advantageous.

For the woman who doesn’t even bother about her health and has no idea what she should or shouldn’t be doing health-wise, this book can provide an entry-level intro to what healthy behaviors look like–and give some pointers for getting started in developing a healthy lifestyle.


Rating: 5 stars
Category:Women’s Health
Synopsis:Dr’s Love and Domar evaluate common health advice in light of good science and help women understand what a “pretty healthy” life looks like.
Recommendation: One of the best books I’ve ever read on health and prevention. This is definitely worth picking up.



The Berenstain Bears and the Bad Dad

Once upon a time, I was a Berenstain Bears fan.

I checked those books out of the library at least a dozen times.

My favorite was The Berenstain Bears and the Truth–an episode that I swear was source of the idea for “Larry Boy and the Fib from Outer Space”.

Brother Bear and Sister Bear are playing soccer in the house–always a no-no–and they knock over Mama Bear’s favorite lamp, shattering it. But instead of fessing up, they tell a tall tale about a large bird with a purple breast, red wing tips, green claws, and yellow fringe above its eyes. Or was it a bird with a red breast, green wing tips, yellow claws and a purple fringe?

Or was it, as Papa Bear adroitly guesses, a black and white bird JUST LIKE THAT SOCCER BALL BEHIND THE CHAIR?

Yes, I loved the Berenstain Bears.

I remember that my mom wasn’t too keen on them–she didn’t like the way Papa Bear was portrayed or something. But I paid her little mind and kept on reading.

Re-reading them as an adult, I am aghast at how unperceptive I was as a child.

Papa Bear is described as an absolute boor. Not only is he portrayed as just like another of the kids that Mama Bear has to keep in line–he’s even worse than the kids.

He gets behind on his taxes, he breaks the Mama Bear imposed TV fast, he gobbles up junk food like nobody’s business. He hops right into the Beanie Baby craze (called something else for the sake of the book, of course), he is the world’s worst sports parent, he never remembers his manners. He’s a lout, plain and simple.

I’ve heard of the “Father knows Best” phenomenon (while I’ve never seen the show of the same name)–but I can’t help but think that this opposite extreme is just as dangerous or more.

Fathers are fallible, they don’t always know best. They make mistakes, sometimes big ones.

But that doesn’t mean fathers are do-nothing, overgrown children who need Mama’s strong hand to keep them in line.

Portraying fathers in this way can only degrade them in the sight of their children. Portraying fathers in this way gives boys and men no standard by which to live.

At least in the olden-way, the “father knows best” way, men were expected to be hard workers and good providers. In this portrayal, men are expected to be toddlers, reluctantly straining against the wife’s leash.

My opinion of the Berenstain Bears has changed (with the exception of The Berenstain Bears and the Truth, the one title that does not portray Papa Bear as a big galloof.)

I do not like them. I do not like them at all.


Reading My LibraryFor more comments on children’s books, see the rest of my Reading My Library posts or check out Carrie’s blog Reading My Library, which chronicles her and her children’s trip through the children’s section of their local library.



Thankful Thursday: God

I’m tired tonight.

To the bone, can’t barely keep my eyes open, exhausted tired.

I almost feel like my thank-er is broken, so much my body desires a bath and bed.

But even exhaustion is no excuse for being unthankful.

So, without further ado:

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This week I’m thankful for…

God
I’m thankful that He is “I am”. He is everything I need. He is more than sufficient. He is overwhelmingly more than I could ever deserve. And yet He is. He is “I am.” And “I am” is mine.


My Application Essay

I’m applying for membership at my church here in Columbus, and one of the questions on the application is “Please write out the circumstances of your conversion to faith in Jesus Christ. State Scriptural support for your experience.”

As a grown and raised “church kid”, I always feel like I’m making up a testimony every time I tell my testimony of conversion.

Somehow, “I asked Jesus into my heart in my preschool Sunday School room with Miss Pam leading a prayer” doesn’t really cut it.

Yet that was the first time I trusted in Christ–and I’ve been learning more about how to trust Him (and what that means) ever since.

Anyhow, this is my first (er…second by the time I’m done typing it all up) draft of my application testimony:


I trusted in Christ for salvation as a child, but the rest of my life so far has been an adventure of learning exactly what that means.

Probably the most pivotal time in my spiritual walk was during a summer training program with the Navigators.

Prior to that summer, I had known about the doctrine of justification, but had always thought of justification as a legal change only. I knew that I was legally right before God on the basis of the cross, but I had the idea that God was disgusted by me until He had “pulled my file” and realized I was covered by grace.

As a result, I had been working hard to make myself right so that God would be pleased with me at first glance.

Yet, through the course of the summer, God made clear to me that I was right in God’s eyes (from first glance), not because of what I had done or not done (Titus 3:5, Galatians 2:16), but because of what Jesus had done (Romans 5:18-19).

Freed from the pursuit of righteousness by my works (Hebrews 6:1), I discovered the blessedness (Romans 4:5-8) of delighting in Christ who is, for me, righteousness (I Corinthians 1:30).


The Scriptures:

I am right in God’s eyes not because of what I had done or not done

“Not by works of righteousness which we have done, but according to His mercy He saved us, through the washing of regeneration and renewing of the Holy Spirit.”
~Titus 3:5

“Knowing that a man is not justified by the works of the law but by faith in Jesus Christ, even we have believed in Christ Jesus, that we might be justified by faith in Christ and not by the works of the law; for by the works of the law no flesh shall be justified. ”
~Galatians 2:16

but because of what Jesus had done

“Therefore, as through one man’s offense judgment came to all men, resulting in condemnation, even so through one Man’s righteous act the free gift came to all men, resulting in justification of life. For as by one man’s disobedience many were made sinners, so also by one Man’s obedience many will be made righteous. ”
~Romans 5:18-19

Freed from the pursuit of righteousness by my works

“Therefore, leaving the discussion of the elementary principles of Christ, let us go on to perfection, not laying again the foundation of repentance from dead works and of faith toward God,”
~Hebrews 6:1

I discovered the blessedness

“But to him who does not work but believes on Him who justifies the ungodly, his faith is accounted for righteousness, just as David also describes the blessedness of the man to whom God imputes righteousness apart from works:
‘Blessed are those whose lawless deeds are forgiven,
And whose sins are covered;
Blessed is the man to whom the LORD shall not impute sin.'”
~Romans 4:5-8

of delighting in Christ who is, for me, righteousness

“But of Him you are in Christ Jesus, who became for us wisdom from God—and righteousness and sanctification and redemption—”
~I Corinthians 1:30


So what do you think? Does that answer the question?

I believe that I was truly converted prior to that summer–so it isn’t quite a testimony of conversion, per se. Yet it is my true testimony of how God “converted” my eyes that I could see the salvation He had already wrought for me in Christ–not just righteousness on paper or in heaven someday, but in reality right now.

Would you let me into your church if you saw a testimony like that?


When I feel undesirable…

I now know just what to do.

I shall take a bike ride alongside the Loup River as the evening starts to cool.

I shall bring along my camera (a Canon Rebel XS, since you were wondering, Janet!)

I shall stop every so often to take pictures.

Apparently, I’m VERY desirable.

Unfortunately, I’ve always been somewhat good at attracting suckers.

I’ve probably caught West Nile.


My Covetous Heart

We were sitting on the dock, our feet in the water, discussing The Greener Grass Conspiracy.

I was telling her that I feel like I’m in one of those odd moments in life when I feel content.

In other words, my whole being is not currently burning for a husband, a house, or children. (My three favorite idols.)

I’m content, I say.

Until I realize how many things I’m still not quite content about.

I haven’t quite finished building my brand-new computer–but already, I’m wishing I could have justified another 4 GB of memory, a new hard drive instead of a recycled one. Already I’m questioning my decision to not buy a copy of Microsoft Office and to instead go with the FreeWare OpenOffice.

I’m the owner of a brand new camera, one I haven’t even begun to discover the features of–and already, I’m wishing I had more time in which to play with it. I’m wishing I were a bird-watcher like Janet and could take such beautiful photos of birds.

Duck and ducklings in lake

But even when I snap pictures of a mother duck with her little ducklings, out for a swim in the twilight, I am still not content.

Oh my discontent, my covetous heart!

Stephen Altrogge speaks truth when he says:

“The raging, covetous, discontented desires come from within. They’re not the product of my circumstances, and the desires won’t be satisfied when circumstances change.”

Because my covetous heart just finds another thing to envy.

So, Lord, may I seek contentment–and find contentment–in You, rather than in any circumstance, whether good or bad.