Do you have a young child? Bedtime can be one of the most wonderful times to spend with that young person because bedtime is story time. Not at your house? Oh! I encourage you to read a story to your your young son or daughter every night. This is a magical time of bonding as the two of you cuddle together in the bed and share the wonder of words and stories. This night time ritual opens young minds to the language of stories, a language filled with delightful ideas and fanciful word combinations. A language that shows life has a beginning, a middle, and an end. A language that teaches us what it means to be people with a rich and interesting heritage. Yes, it IS all about the story. That's what makes a great TV show, a hit Broadway play, or a movie you watch over and over again.
Blog Assignment: This week you will write a paragraph gives you the opportunity to tell a story that would be worth presenting to the entire world. You will respond to either topic #6 or #7 on page 219 of the textbook. You don't have to give away every detail of your story - that would take pages and pages - but tell me enough that I know you've got a real tale to unfold.
My Response: I plan one day to write a book that will shake the modern world. It would be an amazing thing if it were turned into a movie, but that can never happen if I don't write the book, right? So, here's the plot to my story. (Please don't steal this idea; I doubt you'd have the stamina to do the research correctly to do the plot justice.) The screen is dark. A middle aged man lies in a tomb, a small cave which has been carved out of the rock. Inside, he lies on a stone slab. Suddenly his eyes fly open and he takes a sharp intake of breath as the sound of his heart beating fills the empty chamber. This scene happens over and over again, to a great number of people of varying ages and genders. Literally, hordes of the once-dead make their way through the ancient streets of Judea, their flesh restored to perfection. Clad only in their burial wrappings, also now restored to their pristine condition, the resurrected make their way to the homes of their families. Our first resurrectee enters his home, calling out his wife's name. His voice is rusty from lack of use. She turns from the recessed fire pit and when she sees him a look of complete joy suffuses her face. That joy is quickly replaced with shock and fear when she reaches out to touch his arm and our resurrected husband quickly speaks to comfort her consternation. He tells her that he has been physically dead, but that while he was no longer among the living, he was spiritually alive.
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