Thoughts: At one point in most people’s lives, they all feel like an outcast. There’s no room anywhere. Or so it seems. But the Father will take them in. No matter what they’ve done. No matter who they’ve hurt. No matter where they’ve been. He offers a room — more than a room — for anyone who believes a baby was born two thousand years ago who would take their place. The baby would grow up to pay the price for those things done they’re not proud of. There’s always room.
Key Phrases: there was no room for them in the inn
Memory Verse: “She gave birth to her firstborn, a Son. She wrapped Him in swaddling cloths and laid Him in a manger, because there was no room for them in the inn.” Luke 1:7
I can’t help it. I’m a born nerd. I have loved science fiction since I came home from school, turned on the television and watched reruns of Lost in Space. Then I graduated to Star Trek. I still remember going to the theater with my dad and brother and watching Star Wars. My dad said he had no idea what the movie was about. But I loved it.
Moving on to literature, when I read Dune in middle school, it changed my attitude about reading. From there it was Anne McCaffrey’s dragon books. My friends and I shared copies of the original Elfquest graphic novels on the school bus.
Don’t ask me who my favorite author is. I have more than one and I appreciate each of them for different reasons. But some science fiction and fantasy authors who have influenced me include: Dan Simmons, Frank Herbert, Connie Willis, Vernor Vinge, C. S. Lewis, Neil Gaiman, Madeleine L’Engle, and … I could go on until lunchtime.
Oh, and non-science fiction and fantasy authors I enjoy are: John Steinbeck, Ernest Hemingway, F. Scott Fitzgerald, Cormac McCarthy and Anne Lamott.
So I’m writing episodes based on this universe I’ve created in my mind. It’s called Consortium. I’m having fun writing them, but it’s hard work. Be sure to check them out.
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