The antics of the Royal Family

Unfortunately, my article for Gair Rhydd on whether Britain should have a monarchy was torpedoed somewhat by the news that Prince Charles and Camilla are going to marry, which was announced on Thursday just around the time of the deadlines for the paper, though I didn’t hear about it until later and since I’ve lost my phone, the Editorial & Opinion subeditor Alys wasn’t able to contact me because of my lack of a phone. So I won’t know what they’ve put in instead until I see the paper this evening – since I’ve submitted some other articles, I hope they’ll use one of them and I’ll still be in this week’s paper.

On Thursday evening, we debated the motion “This House Would Make Camilla Queen”, which was quite interesting, but it went rather badly as a debate, getting bogged down in technicalities and stuff, such as the precise definition of “head of state” (which nobody actually knew, I think) and so on. My team came third out of the four teams, though those judging it said I did a good summation, boiling it down to the main questions in the last speech.

Yesterday evening at CU, the meeting was taken by the “go.global” team, and was about mission. I didn’t think it was as good as the Navigators’ evening on mission a couple of weeks ago. They eventually got to having a Bible talk at the end, but by then it had dragged on rather a lot. Talking about it from the Bible ought to have come first – there wasn’t any context or reasoning given for the statistics, stories of people’s gap years and so on. The Navigators’ Mission Evening had a really good talk on the Great Commission which was very challenging. It just felt a bit, well, fluffier yesterday evening.

But that said, it’s really prompted me to think through my ambitions. I’ve been thinking that the best way for me to serve God is to use my writing skills and so on to engage critically with the culture here in the UK. But have I really thought that through, or have I just taken my ambition to be an author and simply added on “do it for God” as an afterthought? It is right to serve God in our own country, yes, but too many people don’t consider serving abroad where there is even greater need. So I’m trying to think and pray about what my ambitions are, what’s the best way for me to serve God with my particular abilities and gifts and so on.

Oh, and to veer off on another tangent, it’s a month today to the Cardiff Men’s Convention, which I’m planning to go to and I hope will be good. George Verwer is speaking there, and I found his books Hunger for Reality and The Revolution of Love very helpful and challenging.

I’ve also been thinking through issues of pain and suffering. Something like the tsunami really brings home the frailty of human life, and although I can satisfy myself intellectually as to how a loving God could allow such a world, getting to grips with it in my heart as opposed to my head is a whole other matter.

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Feeling better

My cold thankfully didn’t last long. Yesterday morning I took myself to bed with a tissue role, some sweets and my laptop with which to watch Attack of the Clones on DVD (in preparation for seeing Revenge of the Sith later this year, because I hadn’t seen it yet). It seemed to do the trick! I was still a bit woozy in the afternoon, but not so much so that I could really justify missing my seminars, and today I’m pretty good.

It’s getting to the time of year when the Gair Rhydd subeditors begin looking for people to take on the roles next year, so I’m wondering whether I should pursue such a position – the Books section of Quench, perhaps. Something to think about…

Anyway, I’m off to the screening of Memento for the Journalism module I’m doing. We’re looking at narrative structure, hence this film which has a very unusual structure. At Phil’s birthday celebration last weekend some people started talking about this film, and I was going “Oi! I haven’t seen it yet! Don’t give the ending away! La la la la la!” and sticking my fingers in my ears. And after that, off to CU, which I always look forward to (well, almost always).

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Sniff bleugh yuk splat

That basically sums up how I am at the moment! Unfortunately I’ve come down with the dreaded lurgey. (I hope I didn’t catch it from reading Sarah’s blog, though that’s unlikely unless it’s a computer virus. Boom boom.)

It’s very annoying – my nose is all dribbly and runny and I’ve a tendancy to explode with sneezes like an erupting volcano, my throat is sore and my head and ears are aching away. Bleh.

I’m just off to get some tissues and paracetemol from the Students’ Union and have stopped to email my English seminar tutor to tell her I probably won’t be able to attend the seminar this afternoon. Excuse me while I crawl away to hide in bed…

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Link List Reloaded

I’ve added a list of blogs and sites I visit, using the handy BlogRolling tool to do so, which I spotted that Philip has started using on his blog, and so I jumped on the bandwagon.

I’ve been doing quite a lot recently. I’ve just got my review copy of Earth, Wind, Fire and Custard from Infinity Plus, so I need to read and review that as soon as I can. I think I said about the stuff I’m doing for the paper in my previous post.

Yesterday I had Navigators, but sadly the leader of my group, Phil, was ill, so we had it round at the house of Tom, who is (semi?)officially assistant leader, or vice leader or general dogsbody depending on the terms you use. After that, I went round to the house of Ian, Tom and plus some non-bloggers (you want to be named on here when you don’t even have a blog? Tsk!) Though I might be wrong about that, since I didn’t discover the blogs that I listed in my previous post until today.

Today I went to Glad You Asked, the evangelistic discussion group that Navigators are doing. Sadly details don’t seem to have got round to the Debating Society yet (they’re going to be passed around for anyone interested – some of us had a really interesting discussion of spiritual and religious questions while chatting after our formal debate last Thursday), and this evening the Welsh CU meets. And tomorrow is the Refreshers Fair, and I’ve offered to help on the CU stand for a bit. So I’m pretty busy!

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Bloggers of Cardiff unite!

While at a pancake and smoothie party yesterday evening, I discovered that some of the other people in the CU are also bloggers. We’re everywhere, you know! Here’s a round-up of them:

  • The ongoing journey of the intrepid Asaphite – This is the blog of Ian, who is a second year English student and “dad” to myself under the adopt-a-fresher scheme. Great guy – he did a wonderful rap version of Guide Me O Thou Great Jehovah at the CU houseparty, for one thing! He’s not the most prolific of bloggers, however.
  • tom’s struggle against simple things, the novel – Tom is another CUer and housemate to Ian. His blog seems slightly mad.
  • Ravings of an English dosser student and The Pink Trousers, aka Terry – Emma is also a second year English student and often wears bright pink trousers, hence the blog title.
  • Bev’s blog – Bev is from Mold and I also know her from CU, though I can’t think of anything further interesting to say about her. This is very definitely from my ignorance rather than any lack of interestingness on her part, I hasten to add.
  • What Katie Did – blog of Katie, who is studying theology and was also at the pancake party yesterday, though I discovered her blog by following a link from Tom’s blog.

Well, there they are. You can now discover some more of the weird and wonderful people I come across here at Cardiff!

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Artemis – Foul?

Rich and Sarah have both commented that Artemis Fowl isn’t as bad as all that. I’ll say now that I don’t think that Artemis Fowl is the worst book anywhere in the world across all of history. But it is one of the ones that annoyed me the most on reading it, and it embodies a particular method of storytelling that I really hate. It’s also a good contrast to the Narnia books. Anyway, here’s what I wrote for the article.

Best Book: The Chronicles of Narnia
by C S Lewis

I have to admit that as a child I checked the back of my wardrobe in the hope that I would be able to get through into the magical land of Narnia. Unfortunately, Aslan, the Great Lion, didn’t oblige, so I have had to make do with experiencing Narnia through the seven exciting and beautiful adventures by C S Lewis.

Philip Pullman, author of His Dark Materials, has taken to bashing the Narnia books. Ironically, he objects to C S Lewis’s pushing of Christianity when he himself is far more vocal in his atheistic views in his own books. Don’t be put off by him – Lewis doesn’t jump out and try and convert you, but simply taps in to the themes and ideas of Christianity to powerful effect, also drawing on Greek and Roman mythology to produce a rich and imaginative fantasy sequence. Lewis visibly becomes more accomplished as the series progresses, so don’t be fooled by the initially slightly cutesy style. Even in the first book, The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe, one of the children betrays his family for the promises of power and wealth from the evil White Witch. Can you imagine Ron or Hermione betraying Harry Potter to Voldemort? Dark stuff indeed.

The climax to the series in The Last Battle is also incredibly powerful, disturbing and moving in equal measure. I won’t give anything away here, but these are gripping, magical books that have shaped my imagination both as a child and as an adult.
Worst Book: Artemis Fowl
by Eoin Colfer

The premise of the book is a promising one: Artemis Fowl, evil criminal mastermind, has discovered that fairies do actually exist and seeks to exploit this for his own ends. Unfortunately, in the author’s efforts to make fairies tough and cool, he loads them up with a load of cop-show clichés and drowns them in a barrage of attempts to give “scientific” versions of fairy wings.

A good book will help you see the world in a different way. A good fantasy book should help you see the fantastic in the world. After Narnia, no wardrobe will ever be the same again. One of the reasons I really hate Artemis Fowl is that instead of making the everyday seem fantastic, it makes the fantastic seem everyday.

The fantastic is being brought down to the dull, everyday level of Monday morning in the office. With so many people in dull paper-pushing jobs, living out insignificant McLives, we’re being encouraged to think of this as normal and good. Rather than
seeking to do anything more meaningful, we’re made to think there’s nothing more to life than this. Our dreams of the fantastic are invaded and to make them, and to make us, conform to the corporate ideal.

The book itself? I don’t have any more to say on it, since the annoying “jokes” (LEPrecon – yeuch), poor writing style and basic Harry-Potter-cash-in rubbishness made me throw it down in disgust before I was halfway through. You have been warned.

I’ve got some other stuff coming up in Gair Rhydd and Quench. The paper is currently working on developing its website, and hopes to start putting its articles online in the near future, so watch out for that. I’ve got some more stuff coming up – my article on the Monarchy should be in the Opinion section next week, I’m going to do an author profile on Philip Pullman for Quench and I’m going to try and do a feature on Doctor Who, though that depends partly on how co-operative the BBC are as regards photos and stuff. So keep your eyes peeled!And finally, govelling apologies for the pun in the title of this post…

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Poetry

Earlier this week I bought that great big hulking tomb, The Norton Anthology of Poetry (4th Edition). Around 200 pages. 1800 poems. 355 poets. Rather a hefty price tag, too! But it’s the set text for the English module Poetry that I’ve just begun, and will hopefully stand me in good stead later in the degree as well.

I really enjoy poetry. At the end of secondary school, I won the “A M Rees Prize for Excellence in English” (excuse the slight showing off!), which was the poetry collection Poems on the Underground. I wasn’t really into poetry before that, but I studied a poetry anthology at A-level and found it really interesting. It’s fascinating to look more closely at a poem and discover the intricacies of its beauty and construction, unravel all the meanings packaged so tightly within just a few lines, think through the ideas and feelings suggested by the poem.

I recently reread “Batter my heart” by John Donne (1572-1631), which I find so powerful and moving. It goes like this:

Batter my heart, three-personed God; for You
As yet but knock, breathe, shine and seek to mend;
That I may rise and stand, o’erthrow me,’and bend
Your force to break, blow, burn, and make me new.
I, like an usurped town, t’another due,
Labor to’admit You, but O, to no end;
Reason, Your viceroy in me, me should defend,
But is captived, and proves weak or untrue.
Yet dearly’I love you,’and would be loved fain,
But am betrothed unto your enemy.
Divorce me,’untie or break that knot again;
Take me to you, imprison me, for I,
Except you’enthrall me, never shall be free,
Nor ever chaste, except you ravish me.

Beautiful, powerful words, and a wonderful prayer. Incidentally, I typed up a poem of my own which I wrote fairly recently. I might share it sometime, but at the moment it feels rather too personal because of what it talks about, and also I’m not sure whether I want to expose my efforts to the big wide world just yet!

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My latest scribblings

I’m just flicking through the latest edition of Gair Rhydd, the student newspaper. Unfortunately none of my opinion pieces are in there (there are six that I’ve submitted that are yet to see the light of day), but my Best Book/Worst Book piece is in there in the Quench magazine supplement – a whole page article all to myself. I wrote it on The Chronicles of Narnia (Best book!) and Artemis Fowl (worst book!) Hopefully I’ll get a scan of it when I next visit home.

They misspelled my name as “Celeb Woodbridge” in the contributor list on the contents page, but hey, it’s only in the small print and I doubt anyone looks at it unless they’ve submitted something.

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Faith to move paperclips

My church background doesn’t really place a great deal of emphasis on the “signs and wonders” type of thing. While a good measure of healthy skepticism is often needed – the Bible warns us to “test everything” (1 Thessalonians 5:21), and there have been some terrible examples of the abuse of such beliefs, such as the “miracle babies”, could it be that we’re often all too closed to the possibility of God actually doing anything? It seems to me that we often try to trap God in our little doctrinal boxes. He rarely plays be the rules of how we think he ought to act. Where would the fun or joy or grace or glory of that be?

Recently Mum was telling me on the phone (hi mum!) about someone who they had invited over for lunch, whose arm had been healed quite miraculously.

Anyway, at some point last week I somehow hurt my arm, strained it or something. It had been hurting for a few days and so on Monday, I got out of bed and stretched in front of the mirror and winced as I felt it hurt. I decided to pray about it – no harm in asking, and so, feeling a little cheeky considering there are much more serious things for God to worry about, I asked him to make it better, saying I believed he had the power to make it better but I understood if it was a daft idea and that it would get better in the fulness of time. Anyway, feeling slightly ridiculous, I gave it a wriggle and it still hurt. Feeling a bit silly but not terribly surprised, I then gave my arm another wave. And to my surprise, the pain was gone – it just felt completely fine, so praise God for that!

Now, I know that the cynics among you will say that I just made my arm better by giving it a good stretch rather than divine intervention, and you may be right. But if getting me to wriggle my arm around like some maniac was what was needed to make my arm better, well, I’m thankful to God for that too!

I hear objections of “confirmation bias” and raise you “competing hermenuetical frameworks”… ;-)

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You the readers

A week or two ago I added a Statcounter to measure the number of visits to my blog, and it also processes the hits to do various charts and stuff that say a bit about who’s visiting and what they’re looking at. It makes quite interesting reading…

Who would have thought that as well as visitors from Cardiff and other places in Britain, I’ve also had visits from people in Singapore, Pakistan and the Philippines? Mind you, it looks like some of those just randomly jumped to my blog through the “Next Blog” button and didn’t stick around, but there are two different visits from Karachi, one from someone who followed a link in a message I posted on the Cardiff CU forum and another from someone who came upon it through the link in my signature on the Outpost Gallifrey forum.

Now I know a bit about who is coming here, I can take the opportunity to say a big “Hi!” to any Cardiff CUers reading this, and a big “I saw Christopher Eccleston and Billie Piper filming the new series today!” to any Doctor Who fans! Please, go ahead and comment on the blog – tell me what you think, even if it’s boring (especially if it’s boring, perhaps). And thanks for reading!

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