god i have way too many feels about this movie

chrissysky  asked:

Off topic again but today my best friend said Phantom Menace wasn't a bad movie and I gave her the biggest hug.

Awwww, that’s lovely! My unapologetic, prequel-loving self will always have a place in my heart for TPM. 

Phantom Menace is easily my son’s favorite Star Wars movie. I’ve watched it now with him so many times. It’s got a little kid! Like him! Who saves the day and gets to be a Jedi! He loves Anakin squirming when his mom kisses him. He gets misty when Anakin leaves his mom. He loves, loves little Anakin. (Side note: my husband and I have laughed so many times in the last few years about the “Anakin is so annoying in this movie” criticism. Have these people ever MET an actual child?! Oh my God.) 

My son thinks Padme is cool and brave and he loves Obi-Wan fighting Maul (even though he feels bad for Obi-Wan because we all know there’s no way any child of mine would not understand The Unbearable Sadness of Obi-Wan). He thinks Otoh Gunga looks amazing. (And I love that he loves that part, too, because I so vividly remember being like oooooooooh in the theater.)

Hahaha, I have a lot of thoughts on this that I won’t drag out. :) I’m glad your friend was willing to give it some credit! 

  • Janeane Garofalo: Can I ask what your feelings are about God?
  • Eddie Vedder: Sure. I think it's like a movie that was way too popular. It's a story that's been told too many times and just doesn't mean anything. Man lived on the planet -- [placing his fingers an inch apart], this is 5000 years of semi-recorded history. And God and the Bible, that came in somewhere around the middle, maybe 2000. This is the last 2000, this is what we're about to celebrate [indicating about an 1/8th of an inch with his fingers]. Now, humans, in some shape or form, have been on the earth for three million years [pointing across the room to indicate the distance]. So, all this time, from there [gesturing toward the other side of the room], to here [indicating the 1/8th of an inch], there was no God, there was no story, there was no myth and people lived on this planet and they wandered and they gathered and they did all these things. The planet was never threatened. How did they survive for all this time without this belief in God? I'd like to ask this to someone who knows about Christianity and maybe you do. That just seems funny to me... Funny strange. Funny bad. Funny frown. Not good. That laws are made and wars occur because of this story that was written, again, in this small part of time.

I’m really tired of people asking me what my favorite Disney movie is and then when I say Mulan, they’re like “Oh, is it because you’re Asian?” in a kind of condescending way. Like what are you expecting me to say? Yes? Because “yes” means admitting I see no value in the actual plot and that I am too shallow and biased towards my own race to consider the actual quality of the film itself? All-knowing white friend, you have read my mind, truly. Because the answer is “yes.”

The answer is “yes” because Mulan is the only childhood film that I watched with an Asian character. Starring the only princess I felt truly comfortable - and allowed - to dress up as for Halloween; the only character that I connected with. It was (IS??) the only movie that touched on traditions that my own family participates in. The only movie that - when my white friends admitted to loving - made me feel proud of my own heritage – and Mulan isn’t even about my heritage but I stretched the idea anyway because there was nothing else out there.

The answer is “yes” because I am a self-centered arrogant Asian girl who just cares about princesses that look like myself. Because God forbid I have way too many of those.

fghtoffthelight  asked:

Hey Pastor J, I have a quick question about prayer. How do you pray for someone who is, as far as you know, not a believer, and is making very poor and (potentially) dangerous life choices that could ruin their life (for lack of a better phrase)? I know that more often than not, people come to God when they get to the absolute end of themselves and realize they need a change. There's a guy I know that has shut me out of his life,so the only thing I can do is to pray for him,but I don't know how.

Hey my dear friend: You’re really awesome to be so concerned and loving for your friend.  He or she is very lucky and blessed to have you.

I think prayer is an automatic necessity, and it can’t be emphasized enough.  I’m always wary about giving too many instructions for prayer because it can easily be a formula, but I think it’s certainly okay to pray for a divine face-smashing intervention.  It’s okay to pray that your friend totally gets that uppercut wake-up call.

Here are some other things to consider.


1) You can show there’s way better than the world.

I know this will feel like a waiting game until your friend crashes and burns: but you don’t have to wait.  Before I really came to know God, my Christian friends would always take me out to the movies or dinner or their home to show that you can have fun without reckless substances and liquids and chemicals, and that there can be a good time without all the cheap mindless, sexual, gyrating pig-slop.  They didn’t really give me a “Christian lite version” of something, but it was really their total love and laughter and craziness, and most importantly, their vulnerability.

I found that the biggest difference between my Christian friends and everyone else was that I didn’t need to “measure up” all the time by puffing out my chest.  When I was at the club or at a drunken party, there was always this sizing up ego-pissing-contest with certain code words and cool language and false bravado.  It was exhausting.  But most especially with my genuine Christian friends, I could relax.  I could be myself.  I wasn’t relying on alcohol to build a pseudo-interaction or to make me fun.  I could be loud and nerdy and messy and not worry about being the social definition of a “man.”  When I saw a better way, I wanted that.  I wanted how God wanted things to be.

My Christian friends also cooked crazy good food, and that’s one thing you can’t ever enjoy at a drunk drug party where everyone is throwing up on their shoes.  Not to judge anyone: but I like chicken parmesan better than half-digested chips and salsa.


2) Open your arms, your home, and your mouth to pour out grace.

There are some Christian friends that I would never ever go to if I get in trouble.  Not in a billion years: because I know that a lecture is waiting.  It’s the “I told you so” finger-wagging.  And when I’m drowning in consequences, the last thing I need is someone to describe the water.

If you can be that friend who loves no matter what, then they will find you.  This also means that you balance out your love with a fair warning; occasionally you do need to speak up and say, “I’m not sure that’s a good idea.”  But overall, you’re the one who helps out with the hangover with some baked cookies and prays for your friend when you drop them off at home.  You’re the one who can firmly say, “You’re better than this, and I hope you find out sooner than later.”


3) Bring your friend to churchy stuff.  They’re more open to this than you think.

In the end, your friend trusts you.  No matter how they feel about God or the church, they like you.  And when you invite them to some churchy event, whether a potluck or revival or small group or service or charity, they’ll at the very least go to support you.

I don’t mean to say that your friend is a project.  There’s no checklist where after ten services they’ll suddenly sign up for seminary.  There can’t be any inkling of recruitment or “victory” or bragging rights.  You want your friend to know what you love: and if your friend is your friend, they will care about what you care about, even if they don’t believe in the details.

Sometimes along the way, they’ll start to really hear the small print, and they’ll want to know more.  They might ask questions, and that’s how the awkward conversations get started.  But either way, we keep inviting them, even when they say no and get annoyed and dismiss it all.  Because love persists regardless of the response.  And deep inside, when your friend sees you rejoicing in the God you serve, they will want that too.  Everyone secretly wants the pure love that God offers, but most times they just need a passionate friend to bring them there.

When you do invite your friend, tell them what to expect so they’re not all weirded out.  Pray for them.  Tell your pastor.  Tell your church.  It doesn’t have to be perfect.  It does have to be real.

— J