Reflections

  I am reflected in my mother. She gave me life and a lot of my personality. She instilled in me the love of reading that has served me well all these years. She always put me ahead of herself and always gave me opportunities to be me. I am reflected in my daughter. She … Continue reading Reflections

That Glass Slipper

Fairy-Tale-Cinderella-1At first glance, the story of Cinderella reads like a true “happily ever after” tale about a girl who rises from oppression and the underclass to become a princess and have everything she could have ever wanted. She gets the man of her dreams, who just happens to also be a prince, and rich, and apparently extremely good looking too. What are the odds? But let’s dig a little deeper and see what we find in this tale.

First off, the one we hear Disney tell is not the original from Grimm’s Faerie Tales. Instead it has been prettied up to avoid most of the gruesome nature of that tale, and to make it more suitable as reading material for the young and young at heart. The infamous glass slipper was not in fact glass (it was golden), there was no fairy godmother (it was a pair of magical birds instead), and we get some mutilation as part of the original tale that does not factor into the Disney version.

But I think children would learn a lot more from the original tale, even if it frightens them at first. And maybe adults would learn a lot more as well.

First off, Cinderella’s mother dies, but instead of mourning she spends all of her time being kind and overly optimistic in the face of hard times and a lack of appreciation from the people who were supposed to be closest to her. Her father completely ignores her, preferring to call her the serving wench instead of his daughter, and he marries a woman who is by all accounts horrid to the girl. He much prefers his two stepdaughters, who aren’t ugly at all on the outside, but who are completely black and evil on the inside.

Which is when the real story begins, or at least when the real begging begins. Continue reading “That Glass Slipper”

Six For Saturday

Today was my sixth straight day working, and my brain is just a little fried with the lack of a break, but I have made progress with several endeavors outside of work. I also dealt with some personal issues, ate quite a bit of cheesecake, exercised a lot to work that off, and got a … Continue reading Six For Saturday

Shades

She lays in wait Disappearing from view Light like feathers Sliding into shadow A tempest in blue Stormy to the touch She is finally revealed Shaded in gray Pencil-thin like lead With her veiled sympathy As zealous as sin Catching my eye Tender and shy The essence of love Waiting to happen So brilliantly red … Continue reading Shades

Jimmy Swaggart & Wintley Phipps

mzi.oumnppwt.600x600-75My dad had Jimmy Swaggart on his stereo. I remember the tape case with the man himself on the cover — smiling. And every time I would visit my dad’s apartment the great speaker would be on in the background, pleading for me to take Jesus into my heart. I didn’t know how I felt about it back then, but I knew he was sincere, and that changed the way I heard his music.

Then I would go back home and my mother would be listening to Wintley Phipps, the great gospel singer with the baritone voice. When I thought of him I recalled the mini-fro he wore on the cover of a few of his records. My mother owned them all, and at times it seemed like he was all she listened to.

Wintley Phipps came to my church one time when I was young, and I recognized his voice although he looked different from those record covers. It was my first brush with the faraway coming close enough to see in person, and I was struck by the fact that he honestly looked like any other man I had met in my life. Even though he was larger than life before that, when I only knew him through his voice and through his album covers.

And about the same time I met Wintley Phipps at my church the scandal regarding Jimmy Swaggart was just taking wing. It was vague enough to me, though I did realize he wasn’t played nearly as much at my dad’s apartment after that. I think I asked what was up, and my dad gave me the tape. I guess that was my answer. Continue reading “Jimmy Swaggart & Wintley Phipps”

Checked Out: Week 10

This week my wife brought me home an amazing book that jumped directly into my “currently reading” list. It’s U2 By U2, and it was written by Neil McCormick, in interviews with the band itself. In fact, the most amazing thing about the book (and I’ve read tons of books about the band, its roots, … Continue reading Checked Out: Week 10