Matt W Cook

writer.former fundamentalist.christianly fellow

Month: February, 2010

To Drown

I don’t read much Christian fiction. Let’s face it, unless you read nothing else, you have to admit there is a severe gap between the quality of normal fiction and Christian fiction. Why? That’s another post.

But even though I don’t read much, I try to read a bit. A good friend suggested Ted Dekker’s Black, Red and White series. As far as Christian books go, it’s not bad.

It’s a shame I have to clarify like that but, what can you do?

Half of the series is an analogy in a fantasy setting.  Most analogies come across as cheesy and forced, but Dekker’s is not bad.  The one thing that really resonated with me what the analogy concerning how to follow Jesus.

Justin, the Jesus figure, dies by drowning in the book.  To follow him, he says that you need to go into the lake where he drowned, and pull in a big lungful of water.  The reader assumes, as the first convert enters the water, that he’ll find the water nice and refreshing and he’ll be able to breath it fine.

The reader is wrong.

When the protagonist takes in his lungful of air, it destroys him.  Pain explodes in his chest and he loses all buoyancy.  He sinks down into the dark, red lake.  He drowns.  He dies.  Game over.

Of course, he lives again.  But he actually died first.  Ouch!

This resonates because of the very high importance it places on following Jesus.  Following Jesus is not a prayer or an idea or a habit.  It’s a death and a rebirth.  It’s a game over followed by a restart.  It’s like getting hit with a Mack truck.  And no one is ever the same after encountering a Mack truck.

So thanks, Mr. Dekker, for the very nice salvation analogy.  I liked it.

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The Mangled Creature

I finally finished the Harry Potter series. I know that a lot of Christians are really upset about Harry Potter. I’m not. I’d tell you why, but this post isn’t really about that.

Something in last book of the series tickled my imagination. I’ll try to get it to tickle yours without too many spoilers.

At the very end of the series, Harry gets a glimpse of the world of souls. For a moment he thinks it’s the after life, but it becomes clear, I think, that it’s just a place where people exist in forms that are true to what the condition of their souls are. And in this place, Harry comes across the soul of the antagonist, Voldemort.

On earth, Voldemort is a powerful and fearsome person. The kind of person that no one could ever stand up to. His followers worship him as a god. But what is he in the world of souls?

He’s a mangled, raw, dying child.  Thrown under a bench and abandoned.  Anyone who goes near him is repulsed by him.  His soul is so horribly disfigured, in fact, that even Dumbledore is forced to say that he sees no hope for it.  And, even as Harry encourages Voldemort to repent, the reader is sure that it’s impossible.

This picture of the soul immediately registered with me.

Jeremiah considered the human soul to be deceitful and desperately sick.  But not just the ones like Voldemort’s, who had maimed his soul through unspeakable evil deeds.  But every soul.

Each of us had a broken soul.  The image of God that separates us from the animals is maimed.  Our souls are not just damaged by what we have done, but they are wrecked from the beginning.  If it were not so we would have discovered and implemented a way to build a perfect society by now and I’d never choose anything that was bad for me.

So what Dumbledore uttered for Voldemort’s soul applies to everyone, then.  “It is beyond saving.”  Harry could never have convinced Voldemort to repair his soul.  Heck, even if he tried, he wouldn’t know how to begin.  And so when Voldemort was killed, his body was destroyed and he was left with nothing but his useless, pain-wracked soul.

Is it impossible to heal a soul?  Of course.  But it’s also impossible for a man four days dead to come out from his tomb.  It is a good thing that Jesus enjoys doing impossible things, eh?

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Book of the Fallen

I just picked up the first book of a fantasy series written by Canadian author, Steven Erikson.  The series is The Malazan Book of the Fallen and I’ve heard good things about it.  I haven’t even started it yet.  I opened the first few pages, though, and saw a forward written by the author.  He was talking about how he and a friend had some great TV scripts they were trying to sell.  He got nothing but rejection slips, it seems, and he reproduced one:

Wonderful!  Unique!  Very funny, very dark … but here in Canada, well, we just can’t budget for this stuff.  Good luck. … Try something simpler.  Something like everything else out there.  Something less … ambitious.

 Erikson’s response: “Well, screw that.”

That’s all I’ve read, and I’ve already fallen in love with this guy.

I’m not 100% sure, but I get the feeling that society generally rewards mediocrity.  And it punishes wild excellence.  Why?  I think, perhaps, because most of us are unwilling to rise above mediocrity.  Ambition is risky.  Excellence is dangerous.  If you bet all your chips on one hand, you just might lose.  Better to not play at all, right?

Well, screw that.

We were made for excellence.  We were made to reflect greatness.  And we’re not going to be able to do that by running through the same motions we’ve always run.  I think that people who love Jesus should be on the front lines of producing the greatest art, music, literature, business and products.  But since we often try to marry Jesus to religion and money, most Christian products are unoriginal and shallow.  I think this is because unoriginal work is both religiously safe and lucrative.  Hurts, I know.  But true.

What do you do?  What do you want to do?  Excel at it.  If you refuse to do that, you dishonor the divine image stamped on your soul.

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Block-Breaker

Do you hate the blank screen?  That stark whiteness that mocks you, dares you to throw some of your own petty words on it?  It taunts and jabs at you, making you muddled inside while staying pure and clean and white. And what do we say when it does that?  What do we say when it becomes hard to put words on the page?

“I have writer’s block!”

What is writer’s block?  I’m not really sure.  I think we mean that deep feeling of resistance, even revulsion, to writing.  It’s not that we don’t have good ideas.  We just can’t give birth to them.  It hurts.  We push and push, but create nothing new.

I think most people like me (i.e., people who write but had never been paid a cent for it) are pretty sure that writer’s block is just something that you have to deal with.  Work around it, maybe.  Wait until it goes to sleep.  But we never really hope that it will be destroyed altogether.

Suddenly, though, I think we’ve been thinking wrong.  You want to know why?  I think I just killed it.

If you read ten books on writing by ten successful writers, you’ll have ten different opinions on how to get into your flow and create.  Many of them contradict each other, and they all swear by what they do.  I tried every one of them.  And none of them worked.  Especially the ones I thought sounded the best.  So the blocks got worse.  Every time I sat down at a large project, it got harder and harder.  Heck, I hadn’t written anything of consequence on my large project for half a year.  Stuck.

And then I made my own way.  And writer’s block vanished in a puff of smoke.

It’s been two weeks since I started this new way of doing writing.  And I haven’t been stuck yet.  Some days are harder than others, of course.  But I’ve never, ever sat in front of a blank screen and kissed despair.  I’ve never thought of giving up.  I’ve churned out 1000+ words every single session.  Average session time: 2 hours.  I made my own way.  It works.  You know why it works?  Because it’s right for me.  It’s made for me.  Stephen King’s way works for him, but it killed me dead when I tried it.

Freedom in whatever you are pursuing is not a carrot in front of a donkey.  It’s possible.  It’s real.  You can level up.  As a writer, I feel like I’ve gone from level 1 to level 2.  And I have the distinct feeling that I can’t go backwards.  So whatever you’re trying to do, keep trying it.  Don’t listen to people who tell you how things need to be or the struggles you’ll always have.  You may not always have them.  You may win.  Why not?  I’ve just started winning.

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Laughing at Yourself

Why you should never take yourself seriously

  • You have a bellybutton.  And those are funny.
  • The characters in a comedy are always better off than characters in a soap opera.
  • No one else takes you seriously.  Why should you?
  • When you take yourself too seriously, you tend to take God less seriously.  And that’s no good.
  • You’re small, flawed and insignificant.  Best not to be too serious about that.
  • People who can laugh at themselves are way more happy than those who cannot.
  • There is little in you that is worth taking seriously.
  • There are too many serious issues in the world for you to waste serious-energy on yourself.
  • People who take themselves too seriously are never free from the horrid tyranny of trying to be cool.
  • People who take themselves too serious can never, truly, be themselves.

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Family Day

Someone recently asked me what sort of traditions we have for Family Day in Canada. Since it’s a brand-new holiday, though, I didn’t have an answer. But it got me thinking. What sort of traditions should we try to implement for Family Day? Here’s some ideas:

  • Drive around with the whole family and get yourself completely lost.  Then try to find your way back.  To make this a little more exciting, get the kids to direct you back.
  • Have a dress-up party with your family.  Once you have the wildest costumes, turn it into a dance party.
  • Take the family to the nearest downtown urban center and hand out good things to the homeless and the lonely.
  • Find a town you’ve never been to before.  Take the family there, walk around, have lunch and go back home.
  • Make it a day of wild photos.  Drive around aimlessly and stop wherever you find a neat looking place to take a family portrait.
  • Build a fort.
  • Have the kids cook whatever they want for dinner.
Any more ideas?
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Coffee

I was driving to work this morning and my thoughts drifted toward coffee shops. I remember that great coffee shop we used to go to while I was in KLBC. Sometime troops of ten or more would piles into cars and get down to that wonderful place. And we’d spend hours talking and laughing and building friendships that, to this day, I consider some of the strongest I’ve ever had. That coffee shop wooed me into falling in love with coffee shops.

These days, though, I feel like coffee shop culture is changing a little. Or maybe it had started changing back then, but since Peterborough was a bit of a different kind of town, I didn’t notice. Or maybe I didn’t notice because I’m a dummy. Whatever.

Tim Horton’s is the first example. Each one is a little different, but there is one thing that is the same in each and every one. That unwelcoming sign posted on the wall that says they love your patronage, but only for thirty minutes. As much as I love Timmy’s, this sign has always been a bit of an insult to me. It seems to defy the culture that coffee shops were made to cater to. That culture that delights in sitting around and talking and loving. With that sign on the wall, I feel like I’m in a coffee assembly-line.

But then there’s Starbucks. Everyone either loves or hates them. There hadn’t been many of them when I first went to Pakistan, and now they’re all over the place. Being an aspiring writer, and hearing that all real writers need to write in public so people can see them write, I’ve sat there a few times with my computer. The Good: You can sit there all day long and no one will ever bother you or give you a funny look. You belong there. The Odd: Coffee Chop Culture is still defied there. I’m actually sitting in a Starbucks right now. You know who else is with me? Three other people with laptops, hoping we will watch each other write. A man sitting along with a gourmet cookie. A woman with an infant. That’s it.
I’ve destroyed coffee shop culture.

Coffee Shops used to be places to build relationships. Now it’s a place for fake writers to fake write. I feel cold.

Next time I need to get out of the house to write, I’m going to do it in the library. Coffee Shops are meant for people, not projects.

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Some Quizzes – Part 2

Okay, part two of our little quiz.

Scenario 4
In a sadistic game worthy of the comic books, an evil super villain has kidnapped your son and one hundred strangers from a distant land. Your son is placed in a box. The strangers are placed in another box (a big one, I suppose). You are given a control panel that connects to explosives on box boxes. There are two buttons on the control panel. One will detonate your son. One will detonate the strangers. If you do not press one of the buttons, bot boxes will explode. Whoever does not die will walk free.

What is the right thing to do?
  • Save the hundred strangers
  • Save your son
  • Let them both die

Scenario 5
35 million people will die of hunger-related illness this year. $500, well placed, could prevent one of these deaths. You have a house, a car, a good job and a nice church building. How many deaths ought you to prevent and to what lengths ought you to go to prevent them?
Answer in comments.

Scenario 6
Jesus told you that you are the salt of the earth (meaning you are meant to slow down the decay of the world like salt slows the decay of meat) and the light of the world (meaning you are meant to shine the glorious light and love of Jesus in a dark world). Given $1000, how could you best accomplish these roles in your present situation?
Answer in comments.

Is it just me, or are moral scenarios easier when they are in the abstract and aren’t actually happening every day?

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Some Quizzes – Part 1

I was reading a neat article in Maclean’s about the changing moral culture of Canada. So I decided to throw a little poll at you, my readers, and see what our morality looks like. Here we go!

Scenario 1
You have just purchased a $900 suit and are proudly wearing it as you walk down the street.  It’s the most perfect piece of clothing you’ve ever worn and you’ll probably nail that job interview you’re on your way to all because of it.  Suddenly, you notice a small child playing in the middle of the street and a car bearing down on top of her.  If you act now, you will be able to push her out of the way.  But in doing so, you’ll almost certainly ruin your new suit.

Are you morally obligated to save the child?
  • Yes
  • No
  • Undecided

Scenario 2
You’re walking down that same street and you see a different child playing and another car bearing down on her.  But the car is going so fast that, while you’d certainly be able to save the child, you calculate that you’ll have a 50% of being wounded and a 50% of being seriously wounded.  Seriously = losing a limb or getting paralyzed for life.

Are you morally obligated to save the child?
  • Yes
  • No
  • Undecided

Scenario 3
You are the only wealthy man in a poor village.  Five children from your village have been kidnapped by a group of people demanding $100,000 for their return.  Your security forces assure you that there is no way of getting the children back without paying the ransom.  But, they say, if the ransom is paid they are sure they can apprehend the kidnappers as well.  But, through some strange twist of reasoning, the money will not be returned.  You are the only person in the village with the means of paying the ransom, but you’d probably have to sell some of your favorite things to do so.

Ought you to pay the ransom?
  • Yes
  • No
  • Undecided

That’s enough for today!  Answer the polls and discuss.  Part 2 tomorrow.

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The Lemon

What happens when you offer Joseph a quarter to take one bite of a lemon? He goes all out. Here’s the video:

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