Quote of the Weekend

“My sisters liked stories too,  But not as much as Mother and I did.  We lived with one foot in reality and one in fantasy,  And sometimes we forgot which foot was which.  I still do.” – The Hawk and the Dove by Penelope Wilcock

(This sums up my life.)

Thanksgiving 1: Blue Pomegranates.

Courtesy of Google.

Courtesy of Google.

I had planned to do short thanksgivings for the whole month of November, but I came down with bronchitis and that combined with my Epstein – Barr virus put me down for almost two weeks. So, I’m going to do Thanksgivings as I can between now and Thanksgiving Day.

Today, I’m thankful for blue Pomegranates.

Let me explain:

A few years ago, a prominent and popular pastor, who you would all know if I named, was asked what he thought about the Twilight series. His response was to lump all fantastical type stories into a form of discontentment for the world God has created. Not only did he put Twilight hand-in-hand with such epics as Lord of the Rings, Narnia, Harry Potter, and The Odyssey, but he said they were all a form of saying God just didn’t make the world cool enough so I’m going to make my own.

Obviously, I took a strong offense to that. And, I’ve had mental, talking-to-myself, arguments with this pastor for years now. I don’t think fantasy/speculative fiction is anymore sinful than historical fiction or any other type of novel. In fact, I find that they do nothing but enhance my love and enjoyment of what God created. They enhance my awe. Needless to say, I took his comment quiet personally. Much of this had to do with his popularity: lots of people listen to him.

The other Sunday, while home sick with bronchitis, I decided to watch a DVD by RC Sproul about art. In one of his lesson about the value of beauty, Sproul discussed the Old Testament ceremonial robes. He talked about all the artists involved in making this amazing piece of clothing. In passing he pointed out that God instructed blue pomegranates to be sown into the hem of the High Priest’s robes. Blue Pomegranates. Sproul asks: has ever seen a blue pomegranate? Nope. It’s imaginary. God put something imaginary on the hem of the High Priest’s robe. God made something up that he didn’t put in creation. RC used this to explain the love God has of beauty, artists, and imagination. I literally wept while watching this lecture. All week, I’ve smiled and said “blue pomegranates” while I’ve worked on my own fantasy world. Imagination and imaginary things are a God-given gift that can and should be used for his glory. It should not be used to fulfill lusts, but to worship the Creator, just like all the other gifts he’s given us.

“On its hem you shall make pomegranates of blue and purple and scarlet yarns, around its hem, with bells of gold between them…” Exodus 28/33

Fantasy stories like Lord of the Rings, Watership Down, and so many others are to be richly enjoyed as gifts from God and used to help us worship him even more for how amazing he is. They are not expressions of discontentment but of the creature mimicking the Creator.

So. Today, I’m thankful for blue pomegranates.

(I’m also suddenly concerned some readers might decide blue pomegranates make a good gift. I had a vision of my mailbox flooded with them and my husband wondering if I’d lost my mind. Lol.)

 

Courtesy of Google.

Courtesy of Google.

 

Thanksgiving 2

I’m thankful for imagination.  Imagination lets us look at life from different perspectives.  It enhances our enjoyment of the world around us.  It lets us escape and gives us wings without leaving important things behind.   With a well fed imagination, we can have vivid dreams that don’t slip through our fingers.  We can visit not just other parts of our world, but other planes of existence, other lives, other creatures.   It helps us think outside the box, let’s us enjoy beauty, be creative, and avoid homework.  🙂  Life without imagination would be very dull, indeed.

I’m thankful for imagination.