Hey, Page Turner here! It is Day 23 in my countdown to Valentine's Day! I love this song because, well, it's so upbeat and cheerful and I love the message. I heard once that love is pointing others to Christ. Think about it: what greater thing could you do than point them to Jesus, the Good Shepherd, the Living Water, and the Bread of Life? Anyway, I love that because it really puts God first and makes sense. We can love others and point them to the Lord, because He loves us. We don't have to worry about being accepted or popular, because we're already His son or daughter. We want others to know Him to. Isn't it awesome we have a whole day dedicated to remembering this? And we get to eat chocolate to! And cut lots and lots of pink paper. I feel kind of sorry for the guys, but deal with it. Pink paper is one of the crucial facets of Valentine's Day, as is chocolate, stuffed animals, crinkly balloons, and candy. (I see a trend here.) So are traditions and memories. One of my favorite memories of Valentine's Day was getting takeout pizza and bread sticks and watching Johnny English. Afterward we ate homemade chocolate chip chocolate cake that my mom made. Oh yes, you heard me right. Chocolate cake with chocolate chips that melt halfway, with simple homeade best white frosting. That's right, frosting not icing. There is a difference people, there is a difference. We also went to go to WinterJam with our best friends one year. (Winter Jam: imagine a concert with ten of the most popular Christian singers and bands. Now place them in a football field sized indoor stadium. Now turn up the lights, add glow sticks, junk food, and the sound turned up about 100 decimals more than the human ear should hear. Add a couple hundred (or thousand) of excited, crazy people and you've got Winter Jam.) After Winter Jam our friends came to our house for some dinner and games. It was awesome! I've got a lot of good Valentine's Day memories, and I hope that you'll post some of yours in the comments. I can't wait to make some more this Valentine's Day!
"I've got no strings to hold me down, to make me fret, to make me frown!" sang little Pinocchio as he danced glibly around the stage, string-less and worry-less, as the other puppets look sadly on, connected by strings like true marionettes. Maybe you recognize this scene from the 1945 Disney Pinocchio movie. For some reason, that made me think about our strings. I think we pride ourselves to be like Pinocchio: chipper, happy, and totally independent (although not quite as wooden.) Well, in reality, we are totally dependent on God. Our talents, our future, our past, our present, and our circumstances are all in the hand's of God. Sure, our decisions change things, but God's in control; nothing we do happens without Him planning it. Good grief, we don't even control our body! You can't tell your cells to burn glucose to give you energy, or your heart to beat, or your stomach juices to digest the food. (Say it with me, eww . Very good.) But God looks after u...
iPod, you were in your plastic baggy I stared at you as I cleaned the kitchen How broken you were! The rice could not fix you, it seemed A friend suggested I get a new one Replace you, dear iPod? I had no other choice! You've been with me through a lot, dear iPod Through my first couple basketball games Through that terrible thunderstorm I listened to you during my sad times I played you when I was happy Your music reminded me of good memories Why, wonderful iPod, why did I let you get wet? It was such an innocent thunderstorm I held you as I listened to your song But was it for the last time? I listened to you as we drove long miles Your ability to store music astounds me So many memories are in those songs! My little iPod, you played as we grouted the porch You were beside me in the late nights when I couldn't sleep You lie on my pillow, supplying me with audio as I draw Dear little iPod, your music kept me running I guess I shall have to say good-bye,...
Hey, Page Turner here! Back for day 20 in my countdown to Valentine's Day. There is a lot of romance movies out there. One of my personal favorites is Princess Bride. ( spoiler alerts ahead) I mean, come on. " My name is Inigo Montoya. You killed my father. Prepare to die." It doesn't get much better than that, does it?! Princess Bride is a humorous romance complete with a kidnapped princess, shrieking eels, giants, sword fights, Miracle Max, betrayal, and a dashing hero. The best part is the entire story is read by a grandpa to his sick grandchild, a young kid with a cynical sense of humor and boyish distaste for romance. The movie follows the love story of Buttercup and Wesley, two peasants who are madly in love. Their story is cut short when Wesley dies at the hand of the Dread Pirate Robertson, and Buttercup is given to the prince to marry. As the days count down to her wedding day, Buttercup is kidnapped by a Spaniard swordsman, a kind-hearted giant, and a se...
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