Tuesday, July 12, 2011

The Hunger Games

Upon the request of my persistent sister and mother, I began my journey into the Hunger Games series. Four weeks, and 1,175 pages later, I've concluded the last book, Mockingjay, with strong convictions and lump in my throat.

I loved the series while reading it. I was entirely enveloped in the story line and whenever I had a free hour or so I was reading. I just had to know what was going to happen! It was the injustice of it all that kept me hooked- pulling mere children out of their poverty stricken homes to an arena full of traps with no escape except death itself, except for one lucky winner... How could this world ever exist?

I convince myself that our world could and would never come to this. It's absolutely impossible; our human race has far too many outspoken and opinionated people to be repressed for so long. An uprising would surely develop far sooner than in the books. But...

Now you can call me crazy, and this may even be a bit of a stretch, but as I'm reading these books, I'm beginning to pick up glimpses of its themes in our culture. Stay with me here. The concept of pulling people into a terrible situation out of their control, only to be taped and broadcast for the entertainment of an entire country. Sound familiar? It sounds like every reality show ever made! Just look at the percentage of shows on tv right now that are "reality." From the Bachlorette to Survivor to Kardashains to American Idol. We DO love watching other people go through their own personal hell. We ARE entertained by this concept. Sure, not to the degree that we would watch people die on national television, but it makes me wonder if we ever will get bored with what we now thrive on. In the distant future, is it possible for us to push the limit this far? When do we draw the line?

In a culture that is becoming more and more tolerant and less and less sensitive, where do find our standard? Who decides "the line?" Will we be bold enough as Christians to stop far before we become so corrupt?

Saturday, June 5, 2010

Diving into God

Great talk tonight with the girls of new life. As we're sitting here sipping our coffee before bed (well just me because caffeine doesn't really have an affect on me) we're talking about God. Not Jesus, not salvation- God.

It sounds weird but I forget about just God. I think about Jesus, how he teaches me to live, how he died to save me from my sins, and how he frees me from guilt. But do I ever really dwell on the character of God? Not what he's done, but WHO he is. How awesome He is as himself. We're asking questions like, "Would I still devote my life to this if heaven weren't the end?", "Would I love God this much if he hadn't sent Jesus?"

In the Chronicles of Narnia, one of the characters says, "I'm going to believe in Aslan even if there isn't an Aslan to believe in." I want that faith. I want to be so in love with God, just who he is, that I'll believe in Him no matter what- because he's SO FREAKING AWESOME.

And I say that almost jokingly, but I don't know how to express in words how seriously awesome God is. He is everywhere all the time, always has been, always will be, creates everything I see, be it people, nature, or sky scrapers. And just God's amazing love for me enough to create me in his image and own me as a daughter.

I just want to dive into God- into his character, into his being. I want to fall in love with who God is first and not what he's done. (even though that's also freaking awesome)

"The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not be in want." Psalm 23:1
"Though you have not seen him, you love him now, you believe in him and are filled with an inexpressible and glorious joy..." 1 Peter 1:8