The Broken Way

Ann Voskamp's style is hard for some people to take. Her books are prose poetry, and those who are interested in a strictly academic systematic theology will be disappointed. I find that her writing style is the most common criticism by people who don't like her books. I, however, love the way she writes. It's like an amalgam of T.S. Eliot and Bonhoeffer.

Another criticism I've heard of Voskamp is that her theology is heretical mysticism that perverts the gospel. I read one "discernment" blogger saying that she could hear the whispering of the serpent through Ann Voskamp's writing. I honestly don't get this one at all. I didn't find any trace of bad doctrine in this book at all. Maybe she emphasizes things in a different way than I would, maybe she uses non-standard theological vocabulary, but what she is presenting here is a pretty solid theology of suffering such as Martin Luther would have undoubtedly approved. She's also probably more well…

Kraft Mac and Cheese Understands Me

So for those who aren't up on all things TMNT these days, Nick Jr. has a new incarnation of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, which I guess isn't that bad. (My kids like the original cartoons better, because we have mad parenting skills.) And of course, Michael Bay has this travesty on the way:

In which the Turtles dress like thugs 
and, inexplicably, have lips.
Which is why I find it so awesome that Kraft is savvy enough to realize that it's not the kids who are going to want to buy Ninja-Turtle-shaped macaroni. Yes, Kraft totally understands the imperious sway that nostalgia holds for me and my generation. And they know that we're the ones who have the money.

Go, Ninja, Go, Ninja, Go!