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UNDEAD: Revived, Resuscitated, and Reborn by Clay Morgan

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So, I’ve been talking about that Clay Morgan guy a lot recently; after all, October is UNDEAD month.  Maybe you’re wondering why I’d give a month of my space to Clay or his book.  And that’s a good question; thanks for asking.  Maybe you’re saying, “Why don’t you give up all of your space to someone who knows what they’re doing?”  But that’s not a good question, and I’m just going to pretend you didn’t say that.

Okay, so the short answer is that I believe in them.  I like both Clay and his book, and I believe in what they have to say.

Of course, the long answer is longer.

Here’s where I explain the book…sort of.

I’ve found it difficult to nutshell Undead; when people ask, my thoughts scatter in about ten directions at once.  In my defense, I’ve heard Clay Morgan himself explain the book in about five different ways.  The truth is that Undead covers a lot of territory, like doubt, the emotional tombs we crawl into, giving selflessly and how it’s not that easy to follow in Christ’s footsteps.  Here’s my try at a description:

In the beginning, Clay asks, “What if there isn’t just death and life, but death and undeath?”  From there, he leads us on a journey through a history of the undead, from ancient stories of the dead arising to why we’re still so fascinated with these creatures today.  Primarily, he recounts the six recorded incidents of the dead being brought back to life in the bible and uses those varied scenarios to discuss contemporary Christian life.  Pop culture references are effectively woven throughout the narrative as well, particularly the zombies that Clay employs so well to illustrate a shambling state of existence.

Above all, Undead asks the question, “Why isn’t this working?”  

“This is the thing I always believed was part of the answer to life, as in I just need this  to be happy and fulfilled.  We try all kinds of things in hopes of finding the right this.”  So why isn’t this  working?  Many of us are like spiritual zombies, shuffling through life, “unfulfilled by either pursuing or obtaining the objects of our desire.”  And “what happens when we have everything and still wake up feeling empty?”  Undead’s answer is that “God came to the land of the living dead so that the dead might live.”  We just have to choose life.

What I like about this book is that…

Undead offers me hope that I can be more than the zombie I sometimes act like, but never pretends that choosing life over death, choosing to be reborn, is easy.  Clay is very open and honest about his personal struggles and what he has viewed as his own spiritual shortcomings.  So instead of feeling my particular imperfections sharply contrasted against what I “should be”, I am shown that I’m actually a normal human being.  Yes, I can be more, I can strive to strengthen my relationship with God, to live more fully in my faith.  But questions, doubts and my internal struggling don’t make me a bad Christian.  Let me tell you, there’s something compelling about recognizing yourself on the page, being told that someone gets you, and feeling that they are speaking to you.  And beyond that, being told that you are okay, that you’re not alone – you’re not the only one, alone in this apocalypse.

Undead tells me something about myself. When I read a book like this, I ask, “Can I take a lesson from what I’m reading?  Does it make me ask questions about myself?  Does it challenge my viewpoint, my perspective, and offer me a different vantage from which to see?”  Undead fulfilled all of those needs for me. It reminded me about who I am and who I am striving to be.   It gave me new insight into my religion and my relationship with Christ.

About Clay Morgan…

The thing about Clay is he’s a nice guy.  I believe in the message of the book, and that the nature of the writing will help speak something wonderful into many ears that haven’t been listening.  But I know I wouldn’t put this much effort into promoting Undead if it weren’t for Clay.  I truly feel that his heart is in reaching out to people, particularly the youth community, and that he wants us to find what we’ve been looking for, to fill the emptiness of merely existing with the fullness of truly living.  I’m sure he wants to be successful for so many reasons, but if I thought his primary motivation was self, then you wouldn’t be reading this right now.

A couple of months ago, Clay helped me. I didn’t ask for help, he just offered it, in response to a simple, frustrated tweet.  And then he followed through.  I’m sure he doesn’t even remember it, and I imagine it wasn’t a big deal to him at all.  But it was a big deal to me.  Truthfully, I’m really spoiled.  I know that I can come here and find kindness and encouragement.  But this is my home, and you are my family.  As much as your support and caring are a continual wonder to me, I’m blown away when I find that kindness coming to me from the outside.  And I’m a sucker for people who are nice to me.

So there you go.

But wait, there’s more!

I’ve got a signed copy of Undead that I’d love to give to one of you!  Just include the word Undead  in your comment, and I’ll put you in the drawing.  I’d love to hear your thoughts either way.

Click here to visit Clay Morgan’s site and find out more about Undead:

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I’d never seen a trailer for a book before, but this is cool, ya’ll:

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Year of Quotes No. 41

Movie Quote Monday – Lars and the Real Girl

Today’s movie quote is sponsored by Clay Morgan.  And by sponsored, I mean he knows nothing about this post. That’s Clay’s new book, Undead, on the side bar – give the cover a click to see what it’s all about!  (It’s zombie non-fiction, so chew on that a minute.  Chew on that, haha.  I did zombie humor, ya’ll!)

Lars and the Real Girl is about a young man who buys a life-sized doll to be his girlfriend.  Before you click away!, this isn’t a creepy movie, I promise.  It’s actually – oh my gosh, this movie – it’s sweet and funny and sad and touching and it’s just so many things.  It’s quirky and unusual, which I love, love, love.  And I cry every single time, no matter how many times I’ve seen it.  I won’t tell you when I cry, because it would be too much of a spoiler, and also it kind of makes me feel super foolish.  But I guess that’s the thing, is this movie makes me cry (every single time), even though what I’m crying about is kind of ridiculous.  The emotions they’ve built up behind this crazy scenario are just so deep that I can’t help myself.

(Fine, I sob.  But let’s just keep that between us, okay?)

Family, community and relationships are at the heart of this movie, as well as loss and fear.  Lars doesn’t know how to have relationships with people.  I think he fears the thing he wants the most, which is so relatable.  I have struggled with that, certainly not in the same magnitude, in such a life-defining way, but I know what that feels like.  And so Lars buys this doll as a kind of emotional bridge: his interactions with this fake human are the first steps in enabling him to interact with real people.

In Undead, there’s a section about how we offer food to people when they need to be comforted.  Clay talks about something I never paid attention to before, how Jesus would bring someone back to life and then tell the family to feed that person.  “Jesus just brought you back from the dead…  Let’s eat!”

That passage immediately brought to mind a scene from Lars that left a big impression on me.  It’s one of those quiet and simple and wonderful scenes that speak so much, at least to me.  I’ve written before about not knowing how to handle grief situations, especially not knowing what to say. It’s so difficult to know how to console someone , and that’s what this scene is about.

Ladies from the community have come over to sit with Lars while he’s hurting.  And that’s it.  They quietly do their needlepoint and knitting, just being there with him.  And they feed him.

Lars:  I feel terrible that all this is happening so close to the baby coming.
—Mrs. Petersen:  That’s how life is, Lars.  Everything at once.
Mrs. Schindler:  We brought casseroles.
—Lars:  Thank you.  Um, is there something I should be doing right now?
Mrs. Bruner:  No, dear.  You eat.
—Mrs. Schindler:  We came over to sit.
Mrs. Petersen:  That’s what people do when tragedy strikes.
—Mrs. Schindler:  They come over and sit.
Lars:   Okay.

These women give Lars physical and emotional nourishment, food and companionship.  They don’t offer up platitudes or condolences.  They don’t give advice or talk about their own experiences of loss or heartache.

They come over and sit.

I feel like that’s a good lesson for me, in situations where another is suffering, to open my heart instead of my mouth.

What do you think?

Items of Interest:

Why can’t I say the right things? (in which I don’t just come over and sit)

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the Infinite Monkey speaks: on purpose

Random brilliance from across the blogosphere…

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The universe offers continuity in an ever changing world, stability in an often chaotic existence. No one knows exactly how it all works, but I look into that sky and know that life is not accidental. Those lights across the blackness of night help compel me towards purpose.

 – Clay Morgan

from:

Where to Look If You Want to Find Some Peace

Clay Morgan’s new book is called Undead.  Click the book cover on the sidebar to see what that’s all about!

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