Thursday, January 29, 2009

Mamma Mia

I work with a couple of people who have been raving about Mamma Mia, the Abba musical. Not having seen it, I thought I'd Google it and see what the plot is.
The plot? She is dead in the water. She is retarded. Too stupid for words - I'm glad I haven't wasted my time on this Broadway play/movie.
Quick synopsis? Girl getting married - doesn't know father because mom slept around in such rapid succession with 3 separate men (and got impregnated by one of them), then dumped them and never saw any of them again. Girl wants father to walk her down the aisle, a.k.a., "give her away".
Mom was once part of a girl band who are reuniting for daughter's wedding.
Girl finds out who 3 possible fathers are and writes them letters, inviting them to wedding, without telling her mother.
Girl doesn't tell fiance either.
Men arrive day before wedding. All 3 men have personalities that must have been made up in some woman's fervent imagination.
The 3 men take turns doing unlikely things such as:
* showing up to begin with - spending the money to travel and stay for a wedding for someone they reputedly don't know.
* declare they are the girl's father and offer to walk her down the aisle
* offer to pay for the wedding
Girl turns down all 3 men and takes her mother's offer to walk her down the aisle instead. Alrighty then.
All 3 men go to party where mother and band members have reunited. One of the 3 decides he is still in love with mother, one of the 3 announces he is gay and the last one of the 3 meets someone he likes and attempts to have sex with her in a restaurant, when people begin to arrive at the restaurant, shock of shocks.
Are you ready for the best part of this treacley piece of trash?
Girl and fiance decide on the day of the wedding that it's too soon to get married, so they go off on a world tour, while the man who has decided that mom is still hot marries her and the wedding "stuff" doesn't go to waste.
All this is interrupted at various parts for the lamely appropriate ABBA song.
So much for Mamma Mia.

Sunday, January 25, 2009

Head Cold

I think I was "well" for about 2 days before I began to come down with my present illness - a head cold. I feel like I have cement in my head and behind my eyes. I feel dragged out and tired all the time, despite massive doses of Emergen-C with zinc and elderberry. I called in to work sick last Thursday and went home after 3 hours of work on Friday. I sure hope I feel more peppy tomorrow. At least I sound sick, so there won't be any doubt from co-workers. These days, in this bad economy, jobs are wonderful things to have - and at my age, I am anxious about the possible loss of my job in the coming months.

Of course, I rest in the faith that the Lord will take care of my husband and I no matter what. Times may get very bad, but yet He promises to sustain us. I'd be lying if I said that I have no dread of hard times - I do.

But enough of that for now. Tonight I will relax in what my Lord has provided now. A warm home, a comfortable home - even with a head cold, especially with a head cold. A loving husband, a job that I still have and a paycheck I still can look forward to for the near future.

But most of all, my Savior has provided Himself for me. He has called His followers, "little flock" (Luke 12:32 - ESV). Like my sister says, "that's ME!!"

Sunday, January 11, 2009


Bleah! I'm just getting over the worst case of stomach flu I've had in more than 20 years. I'm a wuss when it comes to nausea and vomiting, and since Friday at about 1:30PM until this morning, I've been the most miserable human being on the planet. Other people write about having had a stomach virus like it's no big deal.

For me, I'd rather be dead. And, as a Christian, knowing I'd be in heaven, I'd REALLY rather be dead.

I still don't feel right. My stomach is still uneasy, I can't get comfortable, and although, I'm not blatantly nauseous, I just don't feel well yet. Lots of burping, burping, etc. and burping - I know this may be TMI, but does anyone else get that unfortunate after effect when recovering from the stomach flu?

Well - that's all for now. I'm going to sit back and get as comfortable as I can and wait for wellness to return 100%.

Sunday, January 4, 2009

Martha Vs. Mary

I just finished reading the passage in Luke 10:38 to 10:42 about the time when Jesus goes to Bethany, specifically to Martha's house. I say Martha's house because, somehow, it seems implied that she ran things – she was in charge. In "John Gill's Exposition of the Entire Bible", he goes into great detail and says that it is implied (perhaps elsewhere in Scripture or in extra-Biblical literature) that Martha is a widow, and that her brother and sister, Lazarus and Mary, live with her.

Gill is what opened the passage up to me. He refers to Persian and Syriac versions of the story and gives a more complete picture.

Martha is not just fixing the usual "stuff". She is doing something I might do. In the event that I have someone I greatly admire, or, in the case of Jesus, worship, I'd be thinking of how my home looks – every detail – how warm and welcoming to make it, etc. Right there is Martha's first problem. She is assuming that the Lord will even notice, or, in noticing, care about the pleasing decorations and touches that Martha exerts on the Lord's account. I'm thinking that Martha's emphasis is in the wrong thing. Perhaps for an important human personage – a mayor, even a regular Rabbi, what she is doing would be appreciated and even expected. But for the Lord? The Lord who came from Heaven and to whom nothing on earth is going to be impressive? Granted, the Disciples didn't understand that He was going to be killed, that He wasn't going to, at that time, bring in the Kingdom, and so be with them forever. Perhaps Martha didn't understand either, she didn't feel any urgency – after all, the Messiah is here, there's plenty of time!

The other part that I think is implied here is that Martha, like a lot of women who have to share their home, may be a bit heavy handed. She likes things a certain way, and if her sister and brother have to live with her, they should help. They may have no say in how the house looks or is run, but they are expected to assist Martha because she has been "so good" as to allow them to live with her. I understand this completely. I would, I'm sure, be the same way. Frankly, I'd be very unhappy to have to share my home with another woman, and I'm sure there are lots of women out there who know what I mean – one kitchen, two women? Not so good.

So Martha is going about her grand dinner a la Martha Stewart, and she's beginning to feel ticked off. She's doing "all the work", while Mary (Lazarus, being a man, isn't expected to help with household chores) is totally ignoring everything and sitting at Jesus' feet as He teaches. First of all, to give Martha a little credit, women were not usually encouraged to have equal place with men in Scriptural learning, so Mary was bucking a very ancient trend. There were other women that supported Jesus and followed him, however, and His attitude toward women was VERY different than what had gone before in Jewish tradition.

Martha finally has enough. She is waiting for Mary to understand her responsibilities and to get up of her own accord and help. That doesn't happen. So Martha comes into the room, standing, ready to leave as soon as she has her say. I doubt if she has already spoken to Mary, but maybe she has and Mary has told her that this is more important and perhaps Mary has also told Martha that all her elaborate preparations are silly. Knowing human, and especially, family dynamics, I doubt Mary is this outspoken. In any case, Martha goes directly to the Authority figure, and in true "I'm telling on you" fashion, asks Jesus to back her up and tell Mary to get off her, uh, behind – and do her duty.

Poor Martha. Jesus is very kind and calming to her – sees she is agitated and annoyed, self-righteously assuming that her way is the correct one – and He tells her that her mental state is unnecessary. He tells her that His word is more important than what she is doing, and that Mary has the right idea.

I can just see Mary saying "YESSSS!" inwardly, or even giving into a silent "nah nah nah nah nah". I can also see Martha visibly deflating and embarrassed to have her authority denied in front of her sister – and perhaps not understanding. After all, Martha is the one who yelled at Jesus for not coming soon enough after Lazarus' illness so as to prevent his death – I have a feeling Martha is She Who Must Be Obeyed.

I could probably write for days, but you all (what – all 2 of you?) would fall asleep. There is so much between-the-lines family "stuff" going on here, I just love it.