Posted by: David | November 13, 2008

Every now and then

Every now and then the reality of having a child hits me. It happened one night as I was lying in bed when I realized with some panic that there would be a baby in our family soon, and it happened this morning in a very happy way when I had a vision of a little girl wanting to play with her Daddy. Between moments like these, there is a drawn-out period of life as usual, with a faint realization that a little life is growing inside of Guitta.

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Posted by: David | October 17, 2008

Somebody’s there.

I know this is old hat since Guitta has already posted about this, but I did want to say that one of the sweetest sounds I have ever heard was the rapid swishing of our baby’s heartbeat. Priceless.

Posted by: David | September 22, 2008

The bun is out of the oven

…or the cat is out of the bag.

Guitta and I are expecting a baby! When I got home from work two weeks ago, Guitta told me that she wanted to show me something, and she took me to the bathroom where there was a little pregnancy test awaiting my inspection. It was a very un-thrilling moment for the both of us. We were like, “Well, we’re pregnant.” Not what I had imagined, but I guess it takes a while for the reality to sink in. What has been really fun is watching/listening to the reactions of our family as we’ve let them in on the news. Excitement is slowly starting to creep in behind all the worries that we’re feeling. Those worries, by the way, include concerns about finances (me) and conerns about being a good parent (Guitta).

Pray that God will be with us and the baby.

Posted by: David | August 22, 2008

Pauline Baynes Rejoins C. S. Lewis

Pauline Baynes, illustrator of The Chronicles of Narnia, died on the first of this month at age 85. Brian Sibley, who apparently knew her, has an excellent tribute with lots of examples of her work.

Posted by: David | August 15, 2008

Goodbye, Dad

Last night I had my first dream about Dad since he died in April. I was sitting in Mom’s chair at our kitchen table and all around were different family members–including Dad, who for some reason was not sitting at the head. He had come back to life, but not in any glorified way; he was just like he always was. A younger Benjamin was to my right praying for the meal, and Dad was drinking a glass of wine because he was having some sort of trouble*. Something–chest pain or something else–was clearly bothering him, and he left to go to the dining room. I thought that he was going to die again, and I followed him. He was standing there drinking wine. I began to cry and hug him around his stomach, and I thought, “At least this time I get to tell him good-bye.”

I’m sure that this dream was about regrets. It had been at least two weeks since I had talked to Dad, probably longer, and I really regret that.

* When I start to feel stressed or anxious or have pain in my chest, I drink a glass of wine. I think I was projecting this on Dad in my dream.

Posted by: David | July 28, 2008

Beach Photos

Here are some pics from the beach.

I found it fitting that a man with one leg was working on the high seas.

Miss Jane and me about to go parasailing.

There we are.

 Our first day on the beach. After this picture, the sun turned me into a tomato.

Guitta getting ready for our night out.

Mr. Joseph and I getting ready to sail.

Me thinking deep thoughts.

Posted by: David | July 25, 2008

Doctor Hogue

Another brother is blogging! Here’s hoping the whole family follows suit.

Posted by: David | July 16, 2008

On Vacation

The summer months are one of the highlights of teaching. Who else but teachers get such an incredible vacation package? One of the downsides to being away from work, though, is being away from internet and losing contact with this blog. I have therefore finally signed up for internet service at home and should be getting it set up within the week.

Right now, I am in beautiful Florida with my wife and in-laws, enjoying the happy beaches of Panama City for the first time in over three years. We have a luxurious condo on the sixth floor with a spacious balcony overlooking the sleep-inducing waves, much to Guitta’s delight. After only one day of play in the sand and water, I have already turned red as a tomato, despite a generous lathering of sunblock, and I am now swimming in a t-shirt (a more effective sunblock) and smothering myself with cool aloe.

Yesterday, my mother-in-law and I went parasailing for the first time. What a blast! Parasailing, for those who don’t know, is hanging from a parachute that is being pulled by a speedboat. We were both hooked in together, me in front, and after the initial fear of rising 60 feet above the waves, we sat and enjoyed the view and the breeze. Mrs. Jane was a bit wary for most of the time, only releasing her clutch on the harness after the ride was mostly over. The guys pulling us slowed their boat down so that we were lowered to the waves. We thought that we would only skim the waves with our feet, but instead, we were nearly baptized (and not Presbyterian-style). In a moment of crisis, my glasses flew off and, thanks to God’s mercy, I managed to catch them before they hit the water. Whew!

That afternoon, Guitta and I celebrated our second anniversary. It’s hard to believe that we have already made it to the beginning of our third year. She is by far the best thing that has ever happened to me, aside from Jesus, and I can’t imagine life without my friend, confidant, and love. We decided to keep the celebration low key, seeing as we were already at the beach. We did go out to eat at a place called the Red Bar, apparently an RUF favorite. The food was good, but it didn’t knock my socks off or anything. Then, true to the laid back couple we are, we found a Borders bookstore and spent the rest of the evening reading and drinking coffee.

I have pictures to share but no cord to connect the camera to the computer, so those will have to come later. Until then.

Posted by: David | May 28, 2008

Prince Caspian Reviewed

Warning: spoilers ahead.

Prince Caspian is my least favorite of the Chronicles of Narnia books. I did like it, but it rarely sent me soaring spiritually and emotionally like the other stories did. So when I prepared to watch this newest movie, I did not have as much invested in it as I had for The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe. My excitement in seeing PC lay mainly in the fact that it was another excursion into the land of Narnia. Oh, and I would get to see Reepicheep.

I came to the movie understanding that there would likely be a lot of plot changes because the original story was too short and simple to fill a full-length picture. Also, I remembered reading from some online interview that there would be a spectacular storming of Miraz’s castle, which was most definitely not in the book. That’s okay. though. These days I have learned to mellow out (a little) when books are translated into movies. I have been able to make two separate categories in my mind for the movie and the book.

All that being said, Guitta and I enjoyed the movie adaptation of Prince Caspian, better even than The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe. As World magazine says in its review of PC, the magic of LWW was missing in its movie adaptation. Take Aslan’s resurrection as just one example. How thrilling and awesome it was in the book! How anti-climactic it was in the movie! However, in PC, a less literal translation from book to movie resulted in a much more moving film.

Two of those changes that I found significant dealt with Peter and Aslan. Peter was much more flawed in the movie. He struggled with the frustration of having to return to being a school boy after reigning for years as the High King of Narnia, and his pride resulted in conflict with Prince Caspian and the loss of many lives in the unsuccessful raid on Miraz’s castle. Aslan was frustratingly absent for most of the film, leading to doubts among many of the characters about whether he cared about them any more.

In one sense, I appreciated the change in Peter’s character, making him more realistic and more human. C. S. Lewis portrayed little of what it must have been like for the children to go back to their lives as boarding school students in the books, and it was interesting to see the screenwriters’ take on that in Peter’s character. In another sense, I missed Peter’s unwavering devotion to nobility and chivalry, which fell short in the movie, especially during the duel with Miraz. In the book, Miraz slipped, and Peter drew back to allow him to regain his footing. In the movie, Peter defeated Miraz and then stepped aside to let Caspian kill him and thus avenge his father’s murder.

I also appreciated the prolonged absence of Aslan in the movie. The frustration of the children as they took part in a losing war echoed the frustrations of every Christian wondering where God is during difficult times or why he allows bad things to happen. When Aslan does reappear in the movie, he doesn’t explain himself, much like God does not always explain himself to us either. (It is true that had the children followed Lucy when she had seen him, then much of the suffering could have been avoided.) Aslan and God are good, though, and sometimes all we have to go on during suffering is that goodness.

One of the most moving parts of PC came at the end, when the children had to leave the beauty and adventure of Narnia and return to the drab world of everyday life. Lucy was so sad to go, and as she left, she turned to look into the face of Aslan. There was such sympathy, kindness, and even sadness in his face as he watched them leave. It made me think of being in heaven and then having to return to this world for a short time.

The movie wasn’t all great, of course. Susan’s little romance with Prince Caspian was corny, and Prince Caspian himself did not seem to have that much to his character. My favorite part of my book, the celebration with Bacchus and the trees, was omitted. Much of the action sequences looked like they borrowed heavily from Gladiator and The Lord of the Rings.

But it was all great fun. The night escape was thrilling, the creatures (escecially Trumpkin and Reepicheep) were great fun, and the battle scenes do not disappoint. I give it a B

Posted by: David | May 14, 2008

Picturesque

I have not written in a while because of this busy time of year, when I am preparing finals and grading all the leftover tests from this nine weeks. I’m still not going to write a post because I am in the midst of this process, but I did want to share some pictures.

I think this is the seventh time, maybe, that we have given Cora an official bath.

Lots of fun.

Daniel offered Jim 50 cents to swim across this lake. His offer was declined.

Two handsome brothers. The one on the left is almost as handsome as the one on the right.

Looking at the river.

Cora being a good little passenger.

Cora being a good little passenger

 

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