I do not typically talk about books and movies on my blog; (right now, I have little time for either.) But two such items recently captured my attention, and I have deemed them blogworthy. Therefore, I would like to introduce you to the movie Fireproof and the children’s book Let Me Hold You Longer.
Matt & I are currently attending a “Marriage Matters” Sunday School class at our church and our class was promo-ing this Kirk Cameron film. I don’t typically like Christian films due to the bad acting and bad theology. However, the previews for this one looked pretty good so we decided to give it a chance. Now, after seeing the film myself, I can’t imagine that the critics are going to have anything good to say about this movie. After all, the cross is offensive…and this movie displays the message of the cross blatantly and quite beautifully.
The intended audience of this film is obviously for seekers, but my guess is that Christians made up 95% of our sold-out matinee. And why not? How wonderful to be able to go to a movie that reminds everyone of the importance of establishing right relationship with God and right relationship with one’s spouse. I especially appreciated the fact that Caleb, the protagonist of the film, struggled with a porn addiction. This is an evil that pervades the church as well as the “unsaved”. This film has the potential to be used not only as an evangelical tool, but as a springboard for difficult conversations within Christian circles. Any movie that has the potential to make marriages stronger and healthier is a movie I whole-heartedly recommend! Go see it with your mate and invite other couples to join in the discussion. (NOTE: The first part of the movie has some really bad-acting, but don’t let that distract you. It does get better as the plot develops. Also, the intense fire-fighting scenes and the decent acting by some male leads make this movie a non-enough-chick-flick for the guys to enjoy.)
Karen Kingsbury is most known for her Christian fiction (none of which I have read) but she has recently branched out into children’s literature (which I read daily :). This book is written from the perspective of moms-with-boys, but I’m sure you moms-of-girls would enjoy it too. (Although, I’m not certain of it. The Freudian overtones that impact a mother/son relationship set it apart as distinct and unique. As my mom says, “girls tend to stay around home and boys tend to leave it”. The knowledge that boys tend to leave make this book all the more heart-wrenching.) Kingsbury reminds Mommy’s to celebrate the mundane in parenting by reflecting on all the lasts. As Mommies, we always create occasions to celebrate the firsts but we don’t always even recognize the lasts…the last time your little boy jumps into your arms, the last time he asks you to “kiss it and make it better”, or the last time he calls you Mommy before switching to just Mom.
I dare you Mommies to read this and not cry! If you can…you’re probably a mom-of-girls :).