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AND THE OSCAR GOES TO...

I didn't observe much of the Academy Awards this year because it's like this -- there are certain shows I feel I don't have to watch in their entirety to get the gist. Examples of these are:


1. Hallmark Movies - the end is supposed to be where it's at so it's like blah, blah, blah ... then I may or may not perk up at the last minute to catch the kiss, which is often a disappointment anyway.

2. Sports Games - Although I tell myself I enjoy sitting on a hard bench watching the grandkids play, watching on my TV screen lacks even that meagre spice. The score is what matters, so I'm often satisfied with waking to see the last five or ten minutes of most of these.

3. Game Shows - Seriously - the singular and only remotely stimulating part of "The Price is Right" are the two showcases at the end. The last ten minutes is more than enough.


I admit, the Oscars strike me this way too. Although I won't discount the reams of work it must take to put a movie together, and I realize without the videographer it would be doomed, I find myself only (mildly) interested in which stars win Best Actor, Actress and which Blockbuster movie I might check out because it won Best Show.

That brings me to the most recent awards. I have to say that I smiled when George of the Jungle won Best Actor for his depiction of a fat man. I like Brendan Fraser, although I don't know much about him, but he reminds me of someone who hasn't always "been all that" -- an underdog of sorts. (He's Canadian too, which is neither here nor there but I thought I'd throw it in.)

After the Academy Awards came to an end (the 30 minutes I saw, anyway) I couldn't help reflecting.

I wonder how many people dream of fame? Social media platforms seem to hold evidence of that but perhaps what we're seeing are people who are simply desperate for approval. Maybe it's not fame they crave but rather mere acknowledgment, because they don't feel as if they are important ... to anyone.

How incredibly sad.

It doesn't have to be in Hollywood or on a stage at all, but each of us need to feel that we are important to someone.

When our kids were dating we told them that if they were considering marriage to that person, they better be feeling treasured over ninety percent of the time.

I hope I make those around me feel special and important.

I am SO grateful for a good, good God, who has promised never to leave us and who loves us with a love we cannot possibly comprehend. We are SO IMPORTANT to Him -- so much so that He sent His own Son as a sacrifice for us! Wow! Overwhelming and amazing stuff and the best part? We just have to confess, believe and accept this, His greatest treasure!


"... for God has said, "Never will I leave you: never will I forsake you."." Hebrews 13:5b NIV



CONGRATULATIONS TO:

Marilyn W from Yorkton - Winner of this month's draw for a FREE book!!


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