Smorgasboard, morgasboard, orgasboard...

Enjoy this buffet of randomness, if you like.

First of all, I am eternally greatful to leading ladies in my life, with one in particular (the Lovely Honey Bunny of my Eyes), who challenge me and call me out like whoa. There is no way I could make it through this life (well, not as well anyway) with you (singular and plural).

Secondly, I'm glad that Heroes is starting to pull the reigns back a little bit on its episodes. Don't worry Mr. J, no spoilers here.

I think the older I get the smarter I realize my mom is. I have spent much of my life discrediting her because she did not go to college. I was wrong in that. Forgive me, Mom. I love you and I think you're brilliant in so many ways.

Lately, I've been forgetting Jesus, and I don't like that. He's so much, way more important than I make Him. Thank Him (reference to "Oh my Me" from Superstar with Will Ferrell playing Jesus) that He loves me just the same. Good one God/Jesus/Holy Spirit.

I enjoy having the one hundred best songs mix for free on the internet.

I am very, very enjoying the blog www.ragamuffinsoul.com. Check it out, if you like.

I miss singing lately, (maybe appropriately) I heard "I Miss You" by Incubus and I think I could nail that song with mine vocal chords.

Sarah and I still need prayer. Thank you all for supporting us and me more than I could have ever imagined. I now know that I/we truly have an army of supporters who love me/us more than I/we know. Thank you from my incredibly thankful aorta.

www.fox.com/fringe/ I like it.

I'm still tired of grad school, but things are getting a tiny, skohsh (spelled phonetically) better.

I think that's all for now. I'm excited to see some of you soon.

Heroes and Heartbreak

Spoiler warning (per the wisdom of C-man for those who have not watched the new episodes yet):

As I watch Heroes (in general, not currently) I am stirred in thought. I love the show because it reminds me of my childhood and my extreme love of mutations, superpowers, X-Men, collecting comic cards, going with friends on "missions" and taking on evil doers. I love the show because it makes me think. I think that should be a basic goal of film, media, theatre, etc. It works for me. I was so sad last night though. One of the characters - Nathan Petrelli - said after he was brought back to life how it was "by the Hand of God" that he was alive again. He said that (those with extraordinary powers) could be "angels enacting God's will." All of this I was ok with to some degree. However, when he took the message of "save the cheerleader, save the world" which was quintessential to the entire show (I mean a foundational piece to all plot lines) and changed it to "save yourself, save the world," my heart broke.

I was saddened. deeply. I was so hurt that the millions that watch this globally would take this message to heart. I was sad that God's message of His work for us to accomplish His will and our not having to work for our merit and salvation was completely abashed. I was broken that Nathan will (likely) continue to live by this mantra throughout the story.

As media is king in the land of the somewhat united States of America (capitalization used as deemed most appropriate) I mourned as God's True message was dishonored, untold, and misrepresented.

God save us, for only you can.
Save us from ourselves, for only you can.
God save our world, for only you can. Amen.

PS: Heroes is going to be really great this season!