“If heaven were by merit, it would never be heaven to me, for if I were in it I should say, ‘I am sure I am here by mistake; I am sure this is not my place; I have no claim to it.’ But if it be of grace and not of works, then we may walk into heaven with boldness.”
Watching the crowd sing along was massive even with Liam looking like Kenny from Southpark. I remember watching him perform at Familiar to Millions and singing in church with my hands clasped behind my back for months after.
To have quality tunes in my childhood that I can now revisit as if they were old friends dropping in for tea.. :’)
I last read the Chronicles of Narnia (all seven tiny tomes) when I was a young boy mustering just ten years of age. It happened at a sleepover, after I had had my fill of warm miso soup with Ken-chan and Yuu-chan, and when they had gone to bed I spied all seven books sitting on a shelf and proceeded to cross my legs and savour each story till the sun rose.
I could not have known then half the things that I know now, but I will say that the series struck a strange and deep chord of wonder within me (and was probably the start of my foray into Redwall, and LOTR, and Drizzt Do’Urden and His Dark Materials and all sorts of high fantasy resplendent with snowy lands and dwarves with pick axes and knotted beards and polar bears in chainmail armor and mighty mice whose slight builds belied great courage and bravery, but I digress), and to unfold the same stories some sixteen (!!) years later and see their flaws laid plain, yet find them all the truer and sweeter, has been an immense comfort to my soul.
What a wonderful yet grave reminder – that this world is not my lasting home, but also that while I am resident here, there is much work that is yet to be done.
“Cynicism appeals to our laziness. It’s less work to bury someone under their baggage than to help them unpack.” – jspark
“With that said, while I think it’s useful for me to have diverse characters in my writing, I also think it’s even more useful for publishing to have diverse writers. This is not just because of some box checking sensibility but because other writers tell stories, create characters and interrogate writing in ways I would never think to. I’m a pretty good storyteller, folks. But my way of storytelling isn’t the only way it gets done. As a reader I like what I like, but I also like finding out about what I didn’t know I’d like, and I even occasionally like reading something and going “wow, that was so not for me but I get that it’s for someone.”
This is relevant because even when I write diverse characters, they get filtered through me, and while that’s fine and I think necessary, in a larger sense it’s not sufficient. I’m not running me down here. I give good character. But as a writer I know where my weaknesses are. Some characters I will likely never explore as deeply as they could be explored by other writers, because I am not able to write those characters as well as others could. I strive for diversity in my writing. But my writing won’t ever reflect the diversity that literature in general should be capable of. You need writers whose lives are not like mine for that.”
“she has won her heart’s desire; she has unwearying strength and endless days like a goddess. but length of days with an evil heart is only length of misery and already she begins to know it.”