by John Lanagan
My Word Like Fire
And so it is appointed unto men once to die, but after this the judgment. (Hebrews 9:27)
There were approximately sixty people in the theatre watching New Moon, the sequel to the vampire blockbuster, Twilight. Three quarters of the viewers were female, and most of them ranged in age from twenty down to twelve.
I do not normally watch movies with sorcery or magic, not even Lord of the Rings. A wizard is a wizard is a wizard. The Bible is full of God’s hatred for sorcery. This would probably surprise most of the moviegoers–and quite a few Christians, as well. The audience was there for a good time. The crowd related to Bella, the teen human who wants to become a vampire.
I sat there with two copies of Castles in the Sand, the novel by Carolyn Greene. As I watched the people enjoy the movie, trying hard to hear the various comments, I asked the Lord to show me who was going to get these books. Would it be the three young girls in the row in front of me? The father with the two young children across the aisle?
The children were six to eight years old. The vampire movie had no sex scenes, and very little swearing. It did have vampires, werewolves, and a girl who wants to become one of the undead.
Would teenage female vampire fans like Castle in the Sand? Absolutely. The book features a young heroine who, like Bella, becomes involved in something with serious ramifications. The novel takes place in a traditional Christian college, and shows what is happening in churches, seminaries, and Christian colleges everywhere. Vampires are fictional. Greene’s novel, while fiction, is true: Contemplative mystics continue to expand their influence. They are on the move even as you read this. Click here to continue reading.