I have recently became a member of Netflix, and have enjoyed watching some of the series I don’t watch anymore due to my steadfast stubbornness of not giving my money to satellite providers anymore.
Also I have found that most of my favorite childhood cartoon shows from the 80’s are available to watch, and though I enjoy a lot of the memories associated with them, (and making my children watch a real cartoon show) they have struck me in a different way as an adult, then they did as a child.
As an adult I look back at the quality of the animation, most of them started their first season in about 1983, and the animation is terrible by today’s standards. There are numerous mistakes you can catch, such as; some characters are the wrong color, sometime the exact same character is on the screen twice, one character’s lips are moving, but another voice is playing, or even sometimes two characters lips are moving at the same time with only one voice over. Not to mention one I saw the other night where two characters are inside of a jet, hanging out of the door, the door shuts, and for about 25-35 frames the characters are still hanging out of the jet, the suddenly disappear. Continue Reading
This is a Guest Post from Derek Jordan (Derk). Visit his personal blog HERE.
This has been one a very, very long time coming. The problem I have with it, is I am a Children’s Pastor and truly do not look forward to crushing the ideals of a child no matter the lies and silliness surrounding it, even when it is the truer option.
The first thing Jesus taught me was a bomb shell – and almost put Him out of my life forever. I honestly had a hard time getting over what I am about to relay to you.
I would guess my age was around 10 … likely a bit older, but I cannot be 100% certain. During this time of my life, my mother was good about disrupting my wonderful sleepy time Sunday mornings with trips to church. We were not weekly attenders by any means, but we did attend. Every time I was at the church I felt the exact same way I felt at school the first few days of it… when you have no friends and nothing ‘yours’ to anchor yourself to for familiarity. I was an outcast… So therefore a loner.
I really cannot remember much of anything I learned in that Sunday school room, let alone the ‘Big Church’ services, but this first lesson I do remember.. I will certainly never forget for the rest of my entire life.
What could this lesson be?
What do Santa, The Tooth Fairy, and The Easter Bunny all have in common? Continue Reading