It’s been a bit of a crazy couple weeks.

First, we found out that I’d been published–yea! 🙂

Then, our little guy came down with a mysterious ailment that we’re still not 100% sure what it was–acted fine, but ho-boy, was his skin broke out! Every day for about a week, I was on the phone to one or more doctors offices.

In the middle of this, our daughter came down with a 102° fever for some inexplicable reason. Ugh…

A friend called that day… said another friend of ours has stomach cancer which has spread…

Five hours after that, I learn an old friend of my mom’s had passed away, someone I’ve known for the better part of my life, and still run into his wife and daughters periodically.

And, if that weren’t enough, my grandfather, who is 91, went into the hospital with pneumonia.


I’m not writing this as a woe-is-me piece. Just venting.

But, it’s been a long couple of weeks.

Texas Momma has been encouraging me to work on my novel to tweak it up a bit, so I managed to get a bit of that worked on. Actually made it to my favorite coffeehouse to do so! And, I bit the bullet and asked Texas Momma if she’d look at the whole novel… Hopefully in the near future, that’ll happen.

I had hoped things had calmed down, but oh no… The tornadoes in Kansas this weekend? Damaged the facility where my dad works. Haven’t heard when he’ll be able to go back, but the pictures coming out of Wichita are kinda scary–thank God no one was hurt! I can’t count how many times I’ve been in that area, and to see some of the pictures… really tugs.

God has kept me sane the last few weeks, just barely. (It’s been a tough job!) Probably what’s been most helpful is the fact I’ve been reading in II Samuel and I Chronicles about the trials of David the last few weeks. If he could get through all kinds of junk happening, so can I. Sure, I don’t have to slay a giant, or stay on the run from my father-in-law who wants to kill me, but I can keep things together because God’s with me. He’s in control.

And, that’s what’s most important.

Until next time,

Love, True Love

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Ah… Valentine’s Day. The day we celebrate romance.

Who doesn’t love a good romance? The warm-fuzzy feelings, the tender looks, knowing that one special person adores you.

This month for the blog chain, the topic is–you guessed it!–Love.

I’ve only been in one romantic relationship in my life. I married him. But, I’ve been “in love” many times. Growing up, I had crushes on male friends, convinced there would never be anyone else I could ever possibly love. Even a month before my now-husband asked me to marry him, someone asked me about my future college plans and my boyfriend (I was preparing to graduate from community college and looking to go to a state university that fall.) I said I’d try to keep up a long-distance relationship. They asked about another guy whom I still had a crush on. I said if that person was interested in pursuing a relationship, I had no qualms about dating both of them.

Then I got engaged, and I didn’t pursue my four year degree.

Sometimes, I still wonder how my life would have been different if I’d waited to get my four-year degree. Would I still have married my husband? Would that other guy have approached me? I don’t regret the decisions I made… but I wonder.

While I love my husband and our children, there’s Someone I love more, and He loves me more than my husband and children ever could. His love is perfect. He doesn’t care if I slip up sometimes and do something like forget to tell TMOTH about something I broke during the day that he discovers when he gets home. Jesus cares when I’m having a bad day, a good day, or a somewhere-in-between day.

He’s the greatest Lover of all. He knows me and my strengths and weaknesses better than I know them myself. I love that about Him. He knows and understands how much I try, and sometimes feel like a failure no matter what I attempt. I love that, too. He doesn’t care when I can’t put two sentences together in a logical manner–or two words. When I have no words, I can go to Him and He understands, even if I don’t quite yet.

God is awesome like that.

On this Valentine’s Day, while you’re telling those around you how much you love them, why don’t you take a few minutes to tell God how much you love Him and let Him tell you how much He loves you.

Until next time,

New Beginnings

This month, the blog chain’s topic is New Beginnings.

This got me thinking about all the “new beginnings” in my own life. I’ll be 29 in a few months, and over the last decade or so, I’ve seen a lot of them:

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  • Learning to deal with life after my parents’ divorce.
  • Getting married and moving away from my dad and sister.
  • Starting new jobs.
  • Failing at projects.
  • Becoming a mother.
  • Writing new stories.

That’s just to name a few. I’ve left out several that are more private that I don’t care to share today.

New beginnings, like a new year, give us a chance to change things about ourselves or our situations that need to be altered, or you want to stop or start doing in your life. Sometimes it’s in the form of a rude awakening: a job loss, financial difficulty, the loss of a close loved one. Sometimes, it’s just a situational change, a new baby, for instance.

How you face your new beginnings tells others a great deal about you. Are you bitter about what’s happened, or do you accept it with grace?

Many people don’t get the chance to start over; many choose not to do so even when given the opportunity. There’s many things in my life right now that I feel like I’m back to square one on. They’re out of my control (as so many things in life are–that’s a really important lesson to learn) so I have to accept them, deal with them as best I know how to, and move forward.

I’m blessed that my new beginnings are easier by having Jesus with me every step of the way, as well as TMOTH (The Man Of The House–my husband).

“For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.” — Jesus in Matthew 11:30

No matter what new beginnings I have month to month, year to year, I find great comfort in this passage, knowing my Lord and Savior is right there with me.

How about you? How have you handled the new beginnings in your life? Are you faced with any new things right now?

Until next time,

Science Fiction from a Christian Worldview

My name is Victor Travison, and I have been a Christian for more than 45 years. During that time, I have learned almost as much about science fiction as I have about the Bible. The first is fiction, while the other is fact, and my final authority. My blog, Lightwalker’s View, is meant to be a lighthearted look at sci-fi and fantasy, mostly on TV and in the movies. These are the media which introduced me to the genre, the ones I can most readily access, but the thoughts I present can also be applied to books and other media.

My interest in science fiction started with Lost in Space, followed by Star Trek—two divergent series, to be sure, but I enjoyed both of them on their own merits. What passed as science fiction before almost always included some sort of monster. For a child and preteen, those images are hard to manage without having frequent nightmares. In trying to apply what I learned about the Bible to this genre, I began to discover marked differences.

As I grew older, especially as an adult, I became disturbed not only by the differences, but by the attitudes of some who shared my interest in sci-fi. I’ve learned non-Christians have an opposite view of the world than we do, and most of the sci-fi I saw reflected it. I looked for and found some Christian messages in the genre, but they tended to be isolated and nebulous. Then I discovered even some Christians who like science fiction have adopted the same opposing worldview.

This is why I wrote Savage Worlds, started my website, and maintain my blog. Through it, I’m not saying, “Because such-and-such is not true, or real, you should not enjoy science fiction stories about it.” I myself enjoy a lot of SF that’s either theologically off or not theological at all. I like Lost in Space, even though it can be scientifically abysmal in places. I like Star Trek, even though the emphasis on evolution means some stories could not be told without it. I like Battlestar Galactica (the classic one), even though the theology behind it doesn’t track. And on and on it goes.

What I am saying is, “Enjoy the stories as fantasies only, as one man’s perception of how things are. Never define your own reality by them.” That’s hard, because often a popular notion is held out as absolute truth, even though it’s entirely fiction. When the same item is handled the same way by various writers, one tends to believe it as truth without thinking twice about it. Some people just are not geared to go research everything they hear. Even Scripture can get a makeover from its true meaning when believers automatically read existential or evolutionary concepts into it, thereby generating belief in a half-truth.

This is the problem I seek to stave off in Lightwalker’s View. This is also why I’ve written science fiction of my own, which places God in a more prominent role than the average secular variety. In the blog, I explain things that trouble me about certain concepts. It’s not so much criticizing as it is explaining how I feel. You may or may not agree; it’s entirely between you and the Lord.

Paul told the Romans, “Each of us will give an account of himself to God. Therefore let us stop passing judgment on one another. Instead, make up your mind not to put any stumbling block or obstacle in your brother’s way” (Romans 14:12-13). I’m trying to remove the stumbling blocks. I’ve made up my mind, you must make up yours, so long as there’s peace between you and our God.

However, there are at least five areas which, based on biblical standards, I find work against a living, dynamic faith. These I generally reject, even in fantasies, namely: 1) blatant sensuality, 2) cursing and vulgar language, 3) excessive violence, 4) clear Occultic themes, and 5) macabre images. If the plot is reasonable and the items seem to fit the action, I can accept these somewhat, but I’m talking about extremes. Sometimes elements in a story can appear to be Occultic when it’s really a fantasy version of it, such as the alien powers of telekinesis or shape-shifting. Sometimes grossness grows naturally out of a situation, such as when Han Solo sliced open a tauntaun and let its guts spill out, or the significant scene of Episode VI in Jabba the Hutt’s lair. But the more of these they put into a story, especially where they’re not needed, the less I will condone it.

I hope this helps explain why I say what I say. I don’t intend to be harsh, nor do I intend to condemn anyone for their viewing or reading choices. I simply want to present a perspective which, perhaps, hasn’t come to mind before. My prayer is that those who agree will find confirmation in my words, and those who don’t would have something new to think about. God bless you all.

Victor Travison is the author of Savage Worlds and The Justice Coalition. He writes from his home in the Denver area. You can visit his website here.