Alright, most people seem suprised when I tell them my favorite movie. I guesse after praise other movies like "Pride and Prejudice," "the Last Sin Eater," and "Memoirs of a Geisha," this other one is a little step in a different direction.
I've been thinking...doesn't it make sense that all bad days are relative? I mean, one person's "bad day" may seem like a good day to someone else going through something much worse.
I think that each day, whether a "good" day or "bad" day, is still a day nonetheless. Perhaps it less about what we are forced to deal with, and more about how we choose to face those challenges. A person who always views struggles in a positive light, will end up feeling much more confidant about their situation.
Recently I had the wonderful oppurtunity of pre-reading the latest novel from Bryan Davis. Here is my review:
After reading Dragons in our Midst and the beginning of the Oracles of Fire series, I confess I wasn't sure what to expect from this new book that did not promise fantastical adventures with knights and dragons. Despite my initial doubts, I am relieved to report that Bryan Davis' latest did not disappoint. On the contrary, I *almost* liked it better.
Unlike many authors today who tend to borrow ideas and themes from other authors, often resulting in an overused and predictable storyline, Bryan Davis has once again proved himself a rebel against this popular trend. Not only has he threaded together a completely original story with believable characters, he has not neglected to weave in refreshing truths and impelling ideas that add unique depth and emotion throughout.
"Beyond the Refections Edge" is edgy, exhilarant, and enthralling; a showcase of extraoridinary talent.
Check it out!
**Due to certain content matter and themes discussed, I would not reccommend this book to anyone under the age of 13/14.
At church a little while ago, I heard someone offer to pray for another, even though he "didn't know how to pray." I thought at the time that that was one of the sweetest things I'd ever heard.
But now that I think about it, I'm not really that good at praying either. If I were, would that really be a good thing? And wholse standards would my skill be measured by? Does it really matter how eloquent my vocabulary is when I'm talking to one who sees straight through to my heart anyway? If I say something flowery like "sanctify me in the blood of the lamb, hallelujah!" -what does it really mean if I myself don't even understand what I'm saying?
I like to think that, in God's eyes, any prayer that is truly sincere is a "good" prayer.