God’s Commands: Gen 36-50

Today it ends.  We will look at every imperative issued by God in the last saga of Genesis, the Joseph story.  But how can you cover 14 chapters in one post?!  God doesn’t say much, but he does much.

Gen 36 – No imperatives here.  Esau has descendants.  People pasture donkeys and rename towns.

Gen 37:6 – I don’t cover every human imperative, but this one starts it all off.  Joseph tells his family, “Listen to my dream.”  He does use the imploring grunt, so he isn’t intending to sound like a jerk, but his dream is definitely taken that way.

Gen 37:22 – Reuben sticks up for Joseph with the cry, “Don’t shed blood!”  He is trying not to be Genesis 4.

Gen 38:8 – I only go over this one because it is confusing.  Judah commands Onan, “Go into your brother’s wife and perform your duty.”  The word for “perform your duty”, yabam, is this ancient idea of providing an heir for your widowed relative.  Sons and daughters were the social safety net.  Onan is being a jerk because he is essentially denying Tamar’s ability to have Social Security, Medicare, or a 401k (and the joys of motherhood).  Sometimes this is called the Levirate duty, which has nothing to do with Levites.  Levir means brother-in-law in Latin.

Gen 38:25 – So Judah knew what was right, but by delaying and delaying we end up with a mess.  Tamar is on her way to be burned for prostitution and says, “Identify please whose these are” and she points to the signet, cord and staff given to her by her John.  Interestingly, Tamar has not issued any imperatives in this whole story.  She has been tossed around by these men who are supposed to be taking care of her.  Judah couldn’t recognize his duty; he couldn’t recognize this woman as more than a prostitute; but he could recognize his stuff.  Judah responds, “She is more righteous than I.”  Duh!

Gen 39:7 – Potiphar’s wife commands, with no imploring grunt, “Lie with me.”  This is the wife of Joseph’s boss.  Joseph says no.  And just to point out because some translations rough up the translation to “Have sex with me,” Potipher’s wife is not using the same penetrative language of Genesis 38:8 and elsewhere, “Go into” or “Come into”.  Potiphar’s wife is not acting like a brute but is luring Joseph with all the tangles and half truths of a “loving” affair.

Gen 40:8 – Two prisoners tell Joseph they have troubling dreams.  Joseph responds, “Tell them to me, please.”  We often paint a stoic Joseph biding his time in prison.  His first vocation was interpretation.  He has had success in jail, but he has not used his gift.  He could have just commanded these prisoners (v22), but he says, “Please, let me use my gift.”

Gen 41:55 – Pharaoh tells the starving masses, “Go to Joseph.”  Not the command of God, but a god-king.

Gen 42:16-19 – “Send one of you… remain jailed/confined” is sworn by the power of Pharaoh.  A harsh command by Governor Joseph.  The focus is on imprisonment.  All the brothers have to stay but one.  How will they get enough grain back?  But three days later, “Do this and live… go and bring/carry grain…”  These commands are done under the fear of God, not Pharaoh-god.  Brother Joseph now focuses on the life-giving food.  Notice that the verb for “remain confined”, asar, is an imperative/command in v16 but is now a weaker form in v18.  Jailing stopped being Joseph’s focus.

Gen 45:19 – Pharaoh commands a command.  “You are commanded to say, ‘Do this: take wagons…” and haul everyone up to Egypt.  The Pharaohs, even when they are nice, are always telling Israel’s family what to do.

Gen 47:19 – “Buy us… give us seed.”  They loved life more than liberty.  This whole passage skirts over the fact that Joseph is enslaving all of Egypt, Goshen not excluded.  Joseph is a perverted messiah, “You have saved our lives; may it please my lord, we will be servants to Pharaoh” (v25).  This is what a political messiah looks like.

Gen 50:17 – “Please forgive… please forgive” is the desire of the brothers.  They are very polite now.  They enslaved one, Joseph has enslaved a nation.  “Do not fear, for am I in the place of God?”  That is a loaded question.

The last command in Genesis is a cry for forgiveness.  This has been the trajectory of creation.  From Gen 1:22, the first command, “Be fruitful, multiply, and fill” to Gen 50:17, “please forgive… please forgive.”  It appears that the first is being obeyed, but things certainly aren’t right.  Things are evil, but Joseph gives us hope.  He sees evil and can say, “God meant it for good” (50:20).  But even then there is a double meeting.  The good of slavery?  Even when men are trying to listen to God, evil is close at hand.  Humanity is meandering but can’t change it’s downward spiral.  They need God to do something decisive to bring them out of the reality of Lamech’s “seventy-sevenfold” revenge.  The only way they know how to live is to heap evil upon evil.  They need God to bring them out of the left-to-own-devices state.  Humanity needs an exodus.

God’s Commands: Gen 24-35

It is a sunny day in Alaska, and it is time to return to what gives me light, studying scripture.  I am cataloging the imperatives in scripture, specifically the commands spoken by God.  Last time, Abram and Sarah learned to wait on God’s promises.  Let’s move onto the Isaac and Jacob stories.  In this latter part of Genesis, God talks less, but he certainly is active.

Gen 24:2 – “Put your hand under my thigh.”  Abraham commands his servant to take an oath that he will continue the family line by finding an appropriate wife for Isaac.

Gen 24:12 – Lit. “Make it happen before me-Please! and Do kindness.” Many translations have something like, “Give me success… show kindness”.  This prayer uses the imperative form but in an inviting or even pleading way.  The English translations make the servant sound like he is asking for success in his actions, but the more literal translation is a request that God would do stuff.

Gen 24:60 – “May you increase to thousands” in NIV is lit. “become thousands of ten thousands.”  The only verb is the imperative form of the “being” verb.  Rebekah’s family blesses her with the entreaty to multiply.

Gen 25:30-31 – Jacob and Esau are born and the treachery begins.  “Now feed me… Sell me your birthright.”  The word Esau uses for feed is more of a term for cattle.  Esau is so hungry he would eat like a beast.  Interestingly, this is the first recorded dialogue between the brothers.  Certainly, the boys talked before, but their first recorded words are words of power: feed me, sell to me.  Also, Esau says his imperative with an interjection grunt that means “Now please.”  Jacob straight up demands selling.

Gen 26:2-3 – “Do not go down… sojourn in this land.”  God speaks to Isaac and tells him how to thrive through the famine.  Egypt is off limits, but possessing the Promised Land is off limits too.  Isaac is forced to depend on the not so good graces of the inhabitants of Canaan.  The locals fluctuate from hot to cold as God grows Isaac’s wealth.

Gen 27:19 – “Get up… sit… eat of my game.”  The treachery is at a climax.  Jacob under a false name tells his ailing father what to do.

Gen 27: 29 – Isaac blesses, “Be master of your brothers”.  The trickster wins.

Gen 27:38 – “Bless me too, my father!”  It is interesting that the following blessing, which doesn’t sound nice, contains no imperatives.  Nothing is certain.  It is not as strong as Jacob’s blessing.

Gen 29:15 – “Tell me what your wages should be.”  Laban sounds so generous and accommodating.  How’d that work out?

Gen 30:1 – “Give me children, or I’ll die!” Jacob has a good answer for Rachel, “Am I in the place of God.”  Husbands are not God over their wives.

Gen 32:26 – God says, “Let me go.”  The whole Laban saga has no direct quotes from God.  God shows back up to wrestle Jacob before crossing into Esau’s territory.  God wounds Jacob’s hip and then commands to be let go.  Jacob disobeys.

Gen 32:29 – “Tell me your name, please.”  Jacob is changing.  He uses the article that makes his command more of a request, “Please tell me.”  He hardly uses that phrase in all of his other commands, but in his first conversation with God – after getting injured – he is starting to see his place.

Gen 35:1 – Lit. “Arise… go up… dwell… make an altar.”  God is directly commanding Jacob where to go and what to do.  Notice that God has changed the commands from Isaac to Jacob.  In 26:2-3 the command was to sojourn and wander in the land.  God has told Jacob to lay hold of it and make it holy.

Gen 35:2-3 – Jacob responds to this new command by telling his people, “Get rid of the foreign gods… purify yourselves… change your clothes… let us go.”  Jacob is the leader of his party.  The boss is saying God is changing things, so get ready.

Gen 35:11 – After Jacob gets to the land God restates an old command, “Be fruitful and multiply.”  These two verbs are from 1:28.

The rest of Genesis 35 wraps up the lineage of Jacob and Jacob begins being called Israel at 35:21.  After Rachel dies giving birth to Benjamin the name Israel sticks with the narrator. The Isaac and Jacob sagas continue the commands of God.  God speaks less, but in some ways he does more.  I am curious.  Is God just more silent, or are no commands issued because they would have fallen on Jacob’s stubborn ears?  It takes many years before the father of Israel learns to say please.  Most importantly, God has issued the command for Jacob to dwell, not just wander around, the land.

Henry

You aren’t that different from Henry.  You may think you are more sophisticated, responsible, hygienic, but Henry is all of us.

“Where are you trying to get to today?” I holler out of the passenger window.  The Subaru is pregnant with items for the recycling center.

“I need you to call a cab.”  His eyes avoid me.  Stained nails and fingers dart into pockets for warmth.

“Are you trying to get to the bus station, or where are you going?  If you are headed north, I can get you there.  Besides, I haven’t talked to you in a while.”  I smile and look at his dark eyes.

“I am going to the center.  Please take me to the center.”  He opens the passenger door and sets a plastic bag of lumpy clothes on the floorboard.

“Did your mom do your laundry?”

“Yeah, her water was turned off for a while.  It’s been tough.  I didn’t take my meds because I didn’t like the people at the other place. They were always talking and starting things, you know?  I just can’t stand it.  The people there weren’t nice.  One lady said…”  The hands escape their pockets and are beginning to gesture when I interrupt.

“Henry, I want to hear all about what’s happened since we last talked, but two things.  First, I don’t know where this knew place is.  Do you know the exit?”

The man who hasn’t driven in years responds, “Yup!”

“Good, I’ll head north and you point it out.  Second, have you started taking your meds again?”  I haven’t left the parking lot, and I think there is still time to abort the mission.

His black hair lands on his cheek as he nods.  “They are nice at the center, and they give me my meds.”  He stares blankly forward as I pull down the driveway.  I don’t bring up the topic of people Henry doesn’t like.  We talk about his life and upbringing.  He even shares glimpses of having some plans and goals.

“Henry, you know I am rooting for you.  But, last time we talked you told me you see things, things that scare you.  Do you remember what I said?”

He pauses long enough for me to notice the smell of cigarettes.  Then he answers, “Yeah, I remember I was seeing all that shit.  I still sometimes see spooky stuff.  I don’t like it.  But I believe in Jesus.  I was raised in church.  My mom took me to church. And…”

“What did I say about God and the things you see?”  I take my eyes of the road for a second and look at his eyes.

His hands rest on his thighs, and he answers, “You said God is bigger than that shit.”

“I didn’t say it just like that, but no matter what, God is in control.  Any of that dark and spooky stuff is not in control of the universe.  Even if it were to kill you, Jesus is boss of the resurrection.  So yes, God is bigger than that shit.”  I feel a rush of excitement and dread at the opportunity to curse in a theological conversation.

At the center, I ask Henry to let me pray for him.  He lets me put my hand on his shoulder but not hug him.  I pray for many things.  When I am done, he nods and says amen.  I encourage him to take his medication and to stop by my office on the days I am in.  As he turns toward the center I offer my hand.  His dirty fingers entwine my clean hand.  His hand is cold.

Book/Movie Review: The Maze Runner

Wes Ball directed 2014’s The Maze Runner.  In short, the film feels like The Hunger Games remixed.  Angst filled teens are manipulated by the unseen “creators” of the maze.  The maze offers just enough comfort to keep them complacent and just enough terror to push them outward.  The “grievers” chase Thomas and company through the maze.  You look at the machine-monster hybrid and it looks like an oxymoronic fat-skeleton.  There aren’t moments of sheer terror or jump out at you frights, but there are lots of scenes where the audience could scream, “Run! Faster, Faster!”  The acting is not distracting.  Most of the scenes amount to the characters looking down corridors in fear.  But, actor Thomas Brodie-Sangster’s portrayal of Newt stands out.  The character of Newt is the only one that goes through personal growth.  He moves from compassionate rule follower to daring risk taker.  So perhaps the acting stands out precisely because Brodie-Sangster actually had a fuller character to act out.  Finally, the twist ending is predictable and serves more as a teaser for a sequel than to provide any finality to the story.

James Dashner wrote The Maze Runner in 2009, and he successfully channels Golding’s 1954 Lord of the Flies.  A society built by kids falls apart, and most of the characters go insane or turn into terrible people.  Unlike The Maze Runner film, the heart of the novel is Thomas coming to terms with his lack of innocence, his guilt.  Thomas got the “gladers” in this mess. He vows to get them, especially Chuck, out.  The first half of the novel is an expose on life in the glade.  Thomas goes from job to job and is trained or repulsed by “keepers” who serve as experts in basic farming tasks.  Dashner is answering the question, “What would daily life be like if a bunch of teens were locked in a box that had a farm in it?”  An interesting question, but unfortunately, a question no one was asking.  This makes for slow reading.

Overall, the book is superior to the story in the movie because the characters are more dynamic.  Each character is uniquely responsible for the state of affairs.  And they have to personally change to change things.  Alby has to stop leading.  Chuck has to become brave.  Newt has to break rules.  Thomas has to admit his guilt.  Etc.

The movie is superior to the book on two points.  In the film, the grievers are self-consistent.  Their physiology doesn’t make sense, but they don’t change behavior or abilities.  For example, they are fast on straight ways and climb slow.  If they caught a kid, they would kill him.  In the novel, the grievers are sometimes plodding, and sometimes agile, sometimes aggressive, and sometimes tactical.  In both stories you know that a griever won’t kill the hero, but the novel seems to adjust their abilities to keep the characters safe.  Therefore, the grievers simply stop being scary in the novel.  That would be fine, but the final battle is supposed to be a street brawl with them.

Also, the puzzle in the movie is much more enjoyable.  The novel is a Sudoku race.  It is hard to get excited about sorting papers.  The movie’s puzzle involves more resourcefulness and daring.  Even when the characters are ready to head off to the door, there is little assurance the plan will work.  The movie feels more like, “Do whatever it takes to escape,” but the novel’s puzzle preaches, “Don’t forget your book learning.”

In short, the novel barely edges out the film.  Its characters are more fun to learn about.  Also, Gally is spooky dude who comes back from the dead and throws knives at you.

Greenie, Shank, Klunk, Glade, Runner, Keeper, Slicers, Track-hoes, Griever, Wicked, Med-Jack

Words, Words, Words

Morbid Clogs

“Remember that you are dust, and to dust you will return.”

This last Ash Wednesday service was almost ruined because of an overflow of mortality.  Our Children’s Minister called me, “Have you seen the downstairs bathroom?”  Two inches of filth greeted me at the bathroom door.  In seven hours, our cute church on a hill would host its first Ash Wednesday service.  I did not want to be the one to tell them to hold it, or even worse, “If it is yellow…”  I saw the puddle creeping out into the hallway, and I wanted to walk away.  I wanted to go about my day and ignore it.  If I claimed ignorance no one would know.  I dreaded dealing with that puddle.

But looking back, I see that the ceremony and the clog are more similar than not.  In the industrialized world, plumbing is taken for granted.  We assume water will run.  Our showers will be hot, and my lawn uniquely deserves to be watered.  But hundreds of thousands of people die every year because of dirty water.  What is the most dangerous contaminate?  Our own waste.

Our own waste likewise is hazardous to our spiritual health.  Death and decay are occurring whether we want them to or not.  We have a problem.  But, we trudge through our days hoping we don’t have to think about that growing puddle.  As my pastor smeared ashes on my forehead, he reminded me of where I came from, and where I am going.  I believe decomposing to dust isn’t my final destination, but there is something calming and honest about naming the bad guy in the room.  I will waste away.

On Ash Wednesday, Roto-Rooter saved my life.  The plumber worked for four hours and had to bring in multiple machines.  The sound was deafening in the downstairs hall.  At seven o’clock, the sanctuary was packed with squirming families.  They were reminded they came from dust.  There were dozens of trips to the bathroom.

God’s Commands: Gen 12-23

I am sort of addicted to this.  I have been thinking all week about getting back to this geeky exploration of scripture.  In short, I am cataloging every imperative issued by God – and some special humans – in scripture.  Last week we looked at the big wild west beginning of Genesis 1-11.  Now let’s look at the Abraham saga.

Gen 12:1 – Lekh-Lekha is how God starts the journey with the children of Abraham.  The emphasis is on “leaving” and less on purposeful sending.  A Texas-ism would be “Git outta here!”

Gen 12:2 – “So that you will be a blessing” uses an imperative form for “be a blessing.”  All the other verbs have been about what God will do, “I will show you… I will make… I will bless.”  But, when it comes to Abraham’s future, God lays claim to that future with a command, “You will be a blessing.”

Gen 12:19 – Lit. “Behold!  Your wife, take and go.”  I won’t always look at commands coming from humans, but since Pharaoh was worshiped as god, I wanted to point this one out.  The first real royalty in scripture issues commands to cover up his disgrace and ignorance.  Also, Abram made a really strange call with the sister-wife thing.

Gen 13:14, 17 – “Lift up your eyes and look… Arise, walk.”  God commands Abram’s vision and then his legs.  God shows him how good it can be before telling him to walk a long way.

Gen 15:5, 9 – “Look toward heaven and number the stars… bring me a heifer three years old, a female goat…”  Last time God talked about the promise the commands were attainable. “Look at the land, walk around.”  Deities in the ancient world granted lands and kingdoms all the time.  But at this second declaration of God’s promise to Abram, God calls for the impossible.  Technically, in 2015 we haven’t counted all of the stars.  We use statistics.  With this impossibility comes a sacrifice.  This is Abram’s first recorded ritual.  It is when God does or foretells the impossible that Abram is told to begin religion and ritual.

Gen 16:6, 9 – Abram says, “Do to her as you please.”  What a callous man Abram has become.  He has lived years under a seemingly unmet promise.  Then when he finally finds some hope, his family falls apart.  After Hagar flees, the angel says to her, “Return to your mistress and submit.”  That sucks.  That word “submit” is the same word for “dealt harshly” in v6.  The angel has commanded Hagar to go back and potentially experience the same thing.  She is the first suffering servant.  But notice, God restored relationship.  He commanded the family be put back together.

Gen 17:1 – “Walk before me and be blameless.”  This is a huge shift in Abram’s – now Abraham – and God’s relationship.  It all began with the same verb for walk/go in Gen 12:1, but now things have escalated to “before me” and the added command “be blameless.”  There are a lot of “commands” in the rest of chapter seventeen, but none of them are true imperative forms.  Being blameless sort of covers everything else.

Gen 19:5 – “Bring them out so we may rape them.”  I chose the verb rape.  It is “know them” in the biblical sense.  This is a scary weird passage, and it is God’s second biggest destruction time.  Bad choice Sodom guys, bad choice.  Be hospitable and not rapists.

Gen 19:12, 15, 17, 22 – These imperatives don’t come directly from God but the angel/messengers who are about to blow everything up.  “Bring them out… Up! Take your wife and your two daughters… Escape for your life. Escape to the mountains… Be quick! Escape.”  All good advice.  They have to command Lot four times to get out of Dodge.

Gen 21:12 – “Whatever Sarah says to do, do as she tells you” is in the ESV, but more literally, “Listen to Sarah.”  Sarah is right about the promise.  Listen to her.

Gen 21:18 – “Up! Lift up the boy, and hold him fast with your hand…”  Hagar was so distressed she was abandoning her son.  God intervened and told her to get back to raising.

Gen 22:2 – “Take your son… go… offer him as a burnt offering.”  These commands seem counterproductive to creating a great nation.  God’s first command for Abram to exit his homeland was hard but people migrated a lot. This command just seems foolish and mean.  Abraham is called the father of faith.

Gen 23:4 – “Give me property among you for a burying place.”  This is a big shift for Abraham and his way of life.  He has been living as a wandering herdsman.  Now he owns land.  Just like last post, this command “give” is more of an invitation.  The negotiations on the land have all the pleasantries of ancient bartering.  But, this is the first time that God’s promise of the land contacts the reality that people are already living their and own it.

Abram to Abraham.  Hagar to Isaac.  God’s commands in these stories focused on moving people around.  “Go here… Run there.”  In our current day of massive displacement, refugees, and immigration, it is comforting to know that is how God began his people, Lekh-lekha.

God’s Commands: Gen 1-11

I’ve had a plan for a while.  I want to catologue all of the commands in scripture.  Just the commands.  For simplicity sake I am only going to look at imperative forms of verbs.  Let’s see what happens.

Gen 1:22 – “Be fruitful, multiply, and fill…”  The first command is to the swarming and flying stuff.  Last time I played golf after a rainstorm, the mosquitoes were still obeying.

Gen 1:26 – “Be fruitful, multiply, fill… subdue, and rule”  Same commands as before plus two.  Humanity gets the words cabash and radah (don’t mock the transliteration, this is a hobby).  Remember, in the ancient world there was always a chance that the wild things would eat you.  So far humanity has not been overcome by the other living creatures.  Although, the plague came really close.

Gen 4:23 – “Adah and Zillah, hear my voice; you wives of Lamech, listen to what I say…”  I won’t always point out imperatives coming from humans, but Lamech is a jerk.  He is the first human to order people around.  Essentially, “Hey wives, shut up and listen.  I kill who I want and take vengeance on who I want.  I am not to be messed with.”  Don’t leave your babies with Lamech.

Gen 6:21 – “Take with you every sort of food that is eaten.”  This is the first super-imperative.  See an imperative doesn’t need a pronoun.  If you look at kid on the sidewalk and say, “Come here”, it means the same thing as pointing at them and saying, “You, come here.”  The difference is emphasis.  A more literal translation is “You there! You take with you…”  God is telling Noah that it is really really important that he gather these food animals.  I wonder why?

Gen 7:1 – “Go into the ark.”  That’s a good command to follow.

Gen 8:16 – “Go out from the ark.”  Also a good command to follow.

Gen 9:1 – “Be fruitful, multiply, fill the earth…” Subdue and rule are missing, but v2 description of everything being scared of humans sort of implies it.  Still, something changed between Gen 1:26 and 9:1.  Oh yeah, God killed all the stuff because of human wickedness.  I guess fear is appropriate.

Gen 9:7 – “Be fruitful, multiply, fill the earth…” Same phrase as before.  The ESV I have feels like you need a note saying “you is plural”.  So was 9:1.  What’s going on is now that the human race has a reboot, God makes sure to be more direct (way more clear than sin crouching at doors with Cain in Gen 4).  In vv4-6, God sort of puts the fear of God into Noah and crew when it comes to murder.  Essentially, “People killing people is really bad, but don’t stop making more people.”

Gen 11:3, 4, 7 – I had never read these with this filter of who is issuing commands, but it is funny laid out like this:

“Come, let us make bricks” v3

“Come, let us build a city” v4

“Come, let us go down there and confuse their language” v7

God. Is. Boss.

On the grammar side of things, these aren’t true imperatives.  It is more of an invitation.  “Come with us” vs. “Hey!  Come with us.”

So there you have it.  All the commands in Genesis 1-11.  This is the wild west of the bible when God does whatever God wants and humans think they can too.  What really sticks out to me is that every time a human starts using imperatives, “Do what I say”, things end up badly.  God’s commands are creative and life saving.

Book/Movie Review: Jurassic Park

Jurassic Park is the thunder lizard of science fiction franchises.  In between gory dino attacks, the novels wax poetically about the boundaries that science shouldn’t cross.  While the PG-13 films don’t have as much time for preaching or as much stomach for blood, they have one big advantage over the novels. Their monsters can roar.  Michael Crichton’s novel “Jurassic Park” has been cloned into several novel and film sequels.  The story line is simple.  People create dinosaurs; someone says that is a bad idea; then dinos run amok and kill the antagonist and some side characters.  But, I am just focusing on the eponymous 1990 novel and the 1993 film directed by Steven Spielberg.

I have a soft spot for the film because it was the first “scary” movie I got to watch.  I am sure there were other scary films.  I remember the heart ritual in “The Temple of Doom” was horrifying.  However, JP was the first film I went into knowing it would be scary.  I screamed all night, and I am pretty sure I wet the bed. Autobiography aside, JP was the first film that didn’t just rely on CGI as a gimmick but as everything.  If you watch JP now, your experience will be completely be determined by how you stomach the CGI.  In brief, I think it holds up really well.  And Spielberg was only testing the waters, so when there is a closeup of a dino crushing a Ford, a big scary puppet crashes through a car.  Story wise, the film is classic Spielberg.  Nedry is the bad guy.  We want Grant to like the kids.  The goal is to survive.  Everyone laughs when the lawyer dies on the toilet.  All the good guys live.  Jeff Goldbloom’s mathematician character delivers his witty “I told you so” lines perfectly, but his character is mainly ornamentation and not the philosophical linchpin of the story.

The novel feels much more dated than the film.  Watching the characters groan with frustration as they pound old mainframe consoles is more timeless than reading pages on pages of outdated computer jargon.  Crichton is a techno writer, and schematics are to be expected.  However, in the opening and middle scenes, the jargon drones on and on.  But, not all the jargon is a flop.  In the final scenes, especially when Timmy is navigating the controls, the interplay of action and computer screen enhances the tension.  The jargon didn’t ruin the novel for me. The kid loathing Grant in the film doesn’t work as well as the heroic and resourceful Grant in the novel.  Although, I don’t think I could ever find Sam Neill endearing, so maybe it was a good change (“Event Horizon”, no need for eyes).

Finally, here is why the novel is better.  Spielberg’s fancy CG dinos are in the story to impress and awe us, but the message of Jurassic Park is “Don’t do Frankenstein.”  The movie ends with the macho T-Rex scene that makes you say, “That was awesome!”  Crichton’s dinos are menacing, ominous, and relentless.  In the prologue they are likened to evil spirits.  They rip apart children’s faces.  They are something that should never have been made.  But, nature, or should I say Michael Crichton, found a way.

Alaskan Winter

“It’s not normally like this.”  “It will start coming down any day now.”

Apparently, this is an abnormal winter in Anchorage.  The temperature outside has been above freezing almost all winter.  About once a week I have a friend from Austin say, “It was colder in Texas today.”  Things aren’t normal.

I don’t feel like I have had normal in a long time.  In the last four years I have had seven jobs and four moves.  Normal is not normal.  I am always readjusting.  I find new routines, new hangouts, new social circles.  I’ve been a modern nomad.

But, last week I bought couches.  That’s right, two couches.  I will be sitting down for a while.  Sitting down in one spot.  Normal began when I found a place for my butt.  My butt is happy, but I am slightly apprehensive.  Is this a permanent normal?  Will I have to sell my couches?  In some ways I have felt more anxiety about staying still than any past move.

So, that’s the question for this stage in life right now.  How comfortable am I with normal?  I don’t mean comfortable with the location I am in life right now (my zip code, my car, my church, my town), but that I will put down roots at all.  My family never moved, but my entire twenties have been transient.  This next decade will clash with that, and I have to figure out how to feel about that.

In Alaska it will snow.  Give it time.  It will snow. And then, I will shovel that snow from my steps, sidewalk and driveway.  That’s normal.

Dog Sleds

Seven miles.  Seven miles from the car.  Seven miles to a cabin we had never seen.

Allison had to pause.  “My hip hurts,” she whimpered.  The inky sky stained the tops of the trees.

“We may sleep outside tonight,” my mind raced.  I knew we were on the lake, but I didn’t know which cabin was ours.  The frozen cove we were snow shoeing across faced southwest toward the fleeting sun.  The prospect of checking the cabin numbers in the fading light filled me with dread. The good husband in me thought, “Say something positive.”

“We’re almost there.  This is definitely the lake.  We’ll just head to the point.”  I had no idea.

Snow machines were cruising back toward the road.  They were on the far side of the lake.  Their whine emasculated me.  I had hiked my wife into the wilderness to die.  But, one of them turned.

Chung, chung, chung, chung, mocked the engine.  “You two need help?” The good Samaritan’s coveralls and scarf betrayed kind eyes.  His snow machine drug the remains of an ice fishing stand.  I saw no fish.

“We are headed to cabin number two for the weekend.  I think it is one of those three on the shore,” I called out over the engine.

“Would anyone like a lift?”  Before I could calculate a response Allison get on board the machine.  I consented, “I will be very grateful if you take her to the cabin.”  And with that, they sped off four hundred yards to cabin number two.  I saw Allison unload and open the door.  The good Samaritan even unloaded the fire wood we were dragging on the door step.

Within twenty minutes, we had a fire going in the wood stove and water boiling for hot cider.  The wooden platform for our bedspreads slanted toward the wall.  Our toes were two inches higher than our heads.  I can’t sleep inverted so in the middle of the night I reversed my sleeping pad.  I shivered as I heard howls and yips over the lake.  But, I put my childish fears to sleep

I woke when the lazy sun crept through the windows. My eyes adjusted to the white lake.  There were dog sled teams racing a looping course.  The mushers were happy.  Everyone was very alive.