He’s not a threat, he’s a guarantee. Jim Caviezel defends the defenseless in GHOST SOLDIER - coming soon exclusively to movie theatres. #GhostSoldierMovie
He’s not a threat, he’s a guarantee. Jim Caviezel defends the defenseless in
GHOST SOLDIER - coming soon to AMC Theatres. Watch the trailer now! #GhostSoldierMovie
Last weekend I said goodbye to John Kirby, my acting coach and dear friend. John died from complications from ALS that he battled valiantly and faithfully for 3 years. This prayer card, with the Prayer of St. Francis, was given in his memory. Not only was it a prayer he loved, but it was a prayer he lived.
Thank you for the kind words and prayers this past week. They’ve been a comfort during a hard time.
John shaped how I approached my craft and my life for the past 34 years. All of my career has been interwoven with John, and his influence can be seen in my movies. His legacy will continue to live on in the many people he trained and the peace he brought to every room.
Eternal rest grant unto John, O Lord,
and let perpetual light shine upon him.
May his soul and the souls of all the faithful departed,
through the mercy of God, rest in peace.
Amen
Narnia is Christian. People think Aslan is just a symbol for Jesus. C.S. Lewis said, "No, he IS Jesus."
C.S. Lewis clarified that Aslan is not an allegory (like a symbol in a poem). He is a "supposal." Lewis asked: "Suppose there were a land like Narnia... what would Christ become if He entered that world?"
The answer is a Lion. Aslan is literally Christ in another form.
In Voyage of the Dawn Treader, Aslan tells the children: "I am in your world too. But there I have another name. You must learn to know me by that name. This was the very reason why you was brought to Narnia, that by knowing me here for a little, you may know me better there."
Narnia was written to train children to recognize the voice of God.
DEAR MEN, A VIRGIN GIRL MAY NOT BLEED ON THE FIRST DAY OF SEX.
NO. SHE DIDN'T LIE TO YOU.
READ. SHARE. REPOST.
Walk with me, Men.
The Hymen and Other Heavy Myths: A Small Tissue, a Large Silence
As a gynaecologist, let me speak gently, and slowly, and clearly about the hymen, because this small, shy fold of tissue has been forced to carry a suitcase far heavier than it deserves, and because too many hearts have cracked under the weight of a myth dressed up as biology.
First, let us be firm and tender at the same time: on no account should any girl or woman be subjected to a so-called “virginity test.” There is no medical test that can prove virginity. None. And any healthcare provider who claims to diagnose virginity by peering at the hymen is not practicing medicine, except in the narrow and painful situations of suspected child abuse or sexual assault where injury must be assessed. Virginity is not an anatomical finding, it is a social invention. The body does not keep receipts of first times. The body does not run a guest book of who entered and when.
Many men imagine the hymen as a stubborn door, sealed and waiting for a heroic knock. They picture what medicine calls an imperforate hymena hymen with no opening at all, and they imagine it as the standard design. But this is rare. Very rare. And when it happens, it announces itself loudly: the girl will not menstruate, blood will collect inside, pain will rise like an unanswered question, and she will need a simple surgical opening. This is not purity. This is pathology. This is not a moral story. It is a medical one.
In truth, the hymen is a democracy of shapes. Some are ring-shaped, and some look like lace, and some have a band across them, and some are wide and elastic from the beginning. These differences are as ordinary as different noses and different ears and different laughs. The hymen is not a gate that opens once and collapses in shame. It is a thin rim of tissue at the vaginal entrance, and nothing more dramatic than that.
And time, that patient sculptor, reshapes it. Sports and cycling and dancing and gymnastics and tampons and the simple choreography of daily life can stretch and thin the hymen without any sexual story attached. So when a woman has sex for the first time and there is no blood, it is not evidence of deceit. It is evidence of anatomy behaving like anatomy: flexible, responsive, alive.
Bleeding at first intercourse often comes from fear, from dryness, from hurriedness, from force, not from a mythical seal being broken like a red ribbon at a ceremony. With arousal, and patience, and consent, and lubrication, the vagina opens as it was designed to open, and sometimes there is no blood at all. A virgin may not bleed at her sexual debut, and this is not scandalous. It is medical. Men, please, do not turn blood into a lie detector. It is not one. Blood is a fluid, not a confession.
So let us pass on this knowledge gently, and stubbornly, and with love. To men, I say: trust science and unlearn folklore. To women, I say: your body is not on trial. Your anatomy does not owe anyone evidence. Your worth is not hidden in a fold of tissue. And your truth does not need to bleed in order to be believed.