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“Gravity” brought us back to earth October 12, 2013

Posted by makingyourdashcount in death, faith, Life Journey, mourning, movies, Sarah, space.
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Warning ….Mild spoilers:

Last night my hubby and I plopped down $32 to see Gravity in 3D at the local IMAX theater. You have no idea how absurd that even is.  I am a $5 matinee kind of girl; I paid as he gave me a “you’ve got to be kidding” glance that surmised that I was crazy.  We then went and plunked down another $6 for a large soda, but at least it was a Coke Freestyle machine so I could make my favorite concoction (equal proportions Sprite 0, Fanta Free fruit punch, and soda water. YUM)

We settled in the IMAX seating.  The screen at the AMC was smaller than the screen at our local science museum, COSI, so I was a bit disappointed in that.   For the most part the movie was gripping.  The 3D effects were natural; it was nice not having contrived  images to make wearing ridiculous glasses bearable.  You don’t need corny effects for space.

The plot was a bit contrived, but..  it’s a space disaster movie, so …whatever.  Sometimes it nice to suspend reality and let the vines grow around the movie theater seat. So suspended we were, through the action scenes involving rogue satellite parts and shattering spacecraft.  The scientist that my husband is exclaimed that Bullock’s character better hold onto something when she reached for the fire extinguisher the first time!  We were suspended.  And then Sandra Bullock’s character, Ryan Stone,  started talking about her 4  year old daughter who died unexpectedly in an accident. I can’t quote the lines exactly ( or at all)  but she talked about her daughter’s tangle of hair, a tangle that a brush couldn’t go through.  At that point, I looked at John and saw his emotion.  Our daughter, Sarah, whom we lost at 16 quite unexpectedly, had a tangle of hair that even at 16 she frequently gave up on!  Then Stone’s daughter’s name, Sarah, was uttered.  My husband and I held hands through the rest of that scene, as one.

It was unexpected and (unfortunately) took us out of suspended reality because we identified with this mom.  We knew Sarah. We knew where Ryan Stone was, because in so many ways, we are there, too.  Loss of a child is sometimes treated sappily in movies and on TV.  but this was really spot on. I identified with Stone wanting to believe in heaven, who wouldn’t? But Stone suspended her own secular humanist reality by wanting that for her daughter- a point that was interesting in a movie with so much religious imagery.    In so many ways we connected with this character.  Our empathy was with Stone; our tears were for our Sarah.

I’ve read some critiques that the movie Gravity is really a chic flick in spacesuits.  Perhaps.  I would prefer to think that it’s an action flick with some humanity.   All in all, it was a good night out.  Was it worth $16/ each?  It is “just a movie,” but it really was a fast paced 90 minutes that really should be seen in 3-D.  Read the reviews and decide for yourselves.  I am glad that we went. I mean, it is Sandra Bullock.

Oh yeah, George Clooney’s in it, too.

Give me the choice of prayer or good Doctors, I’m picking the Doctors- EVERYTIME. August 9, 2006

Posted by makingyourdashcount in Cancer, faith, God, Healing Yourself, power of pray, Prayer Requests, rants, Thoughts.
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I admit I am angry. I am angry that we live in the year 2006 and that there are people who truly believe that the more people who are praying for someone the better chance that person has by being graced by God in healing. I am angry that people believe that whoever gets the highest heavenly tally of prayer is the one who wins divine intervention.

I DO believe in the power of prayer for personal healing; just as centering oneself through meditation can be healing. Stress affects immunity. Whatever helps you reduce your stress will help you heal. And the knowledge that people want you to heal always makes you feel good and can heal.

My in-laws live their faith. I know that this is a primary reason that they are as vigorous as they are in their mid 80’s., even given a longer than decade romp with a cancer that should have killed my mother in law years ago. I credit 3 things for her success over her multiple myeloma over the past decade and a half.

Her Faith
The AMAZING Doctors at the Mayo Clinic
The fact that she actually DOES what they tell her to DO

And I credit my father in law’s faith with staying centered throughout her and his health challenges. I have never heard any anger about their conditions. They pray and then they deal with things quite pragmatically. They “pray with their feet.”

I have never understood the concept of praying for tangible results without taking the steps necessary to get them. This reminds me of the athlete who prays before a game, messes up on the field , loses, then says,

It wasn’t meant to be.

Um…. accept your errors and improve on them. Don’t give it to God. Seems to me with all the hate, illness and poverty in the world, God has MUCH more important things to concentrate on than your game or algebra test.

I think the first time I really discovered my anger in the concept of “praying for THINGS” was about 8-10 years ago, when I was active in my older daughter’s elementary school. At the time the PTA had several projects underfoot addressing basic literacy issues and fund raising for computers. I will never forget the prayer circle that was credited with volunteer hours for sitting in someone’s home, drinking coffee and praying for the school, it’s staff and students. Pray… FINE.. then get in there and teach a child to read. Pray with your feet.

Lest you think I am a Godless heathen, I do pray. When I pray collectively with friends for whom or whatever, I accept the fact that prayer is a sacred moment with my thoughts, with the people around me and with my God. It is the way “I” cope with crisis; I do not pray for tangible results; I pray as a way to help center ME to make ME more responsive to whatever needs I recognize.

Healing is not a result of other people’s prayer.

Healing is the result of having the right doctor, getting the right treatment, having the right attitude, and being diagnosed in time for modern medicine to take a stab at it.

I have never understood how people believe that fate is in God’s hands. If you medically intercede once God has “granted” you an illness, aren’t you then interrupting God’s will with man made interventions? Give me the right doctor, hospital and if need be clinical study ANY TIME.