I got faith in you now

So here’s the thing: I read Infinity Wars when it was printed on paper. And I want to make something clear, when I say I read Infinity Wars, I read this.

I guess I start out that way because I’m feeling slightly defensive. I told my oldest that I had seen Endgame and she got really upset because I haven’t seen all the MCU movies. But…ya know…I read the comics they were based on before she was born so…?

Anyways, that’s not the point of this post. So I saw Endgame on the night it premiered. Went with a group from church. And I cannot tell a lie: the movie was awesome. And I also realized something rather significant….


I can’t believe I just gave you that warning. If you follow the MCU at all, then you know there is both a Spiderman 2 and Black Panther 2 in the works. So obviously they come back to life….

But I saw the movie on Thursday. The Thursday immediately after Easter. When we celebrate the resurrection of Jesus Christ. And I saw this movie with a group from church. As well as several hundred strangers. And at the pivotal point of the movie when Spiderman and Black Panther and all the other “dead” superheroes returned…the audience broke out into celebration. There was clapping. There was cheering. It was….disconcerting.

I was disturbed for this simple fact: 5 days earlier I had proclaimed “He is risen!” And the congregation responded, “He is risen indeed.” And the energy and enthusiasm between the church service and the movie theater was palpable. The people at that theater, including the ones from the church, were more excited by the resurrection of spiderman than the resurrection of Jesus Christ.

Then I started looking around. So many of the people were dressed up in costumes. Do you know why? This was their identity?

Then over the next few days on social media I noticed another trend: MCU fans were very civil online. They’d post things like, “I saw the movie. I promise no spoilers. If you want to talk pm me.”

Why could Christian fans of the MCU be move civil about the movies than about political candidates?

Because this is a religion. That’s what I realized. And I know it is extreme to say it but it is worth thinking about.


I know this isn’t the intention of the blog. But it kind of is. The idea was to discuss homebrew, but also recreate the environment of a bar, namely, the topics discussed. I haven’t stopped brewing–just haven’t had time to post on it lately.

Moen is the Apple of Sinks

Our home came with a Moen sink. Nothing against Moen. I like their product, but I didn’t realize (and neither did Mrs. Wine) that their products come with a lifetime warranty and if anything goes bad, they’ll replace it for free.

That’s really cool.

Unfortunately, we didn’t realize that Moen was the Apple of kitchen sinks. And so two days of driving around to hardware stores resulted in empty promises (yes, that’ll work in your sink. spoiler alert: it didn’t). Finally, one clerk was nice enough to inform us that if we have a Moen sink, no one will have the parts we need. But that if we call Moen, they’ll mail it to us.

Doubling down in the realm of unfortunate news, Moen’s call center is not open on the weekend. So we’ll call Monday and in a few days should have the part we need for our sink.

In the mean time, we don’t have a working kitchen sink which, in a family of 7, is kind of a big deal.

It also means I can’t brew my dunkel yet.

Thought you should know.

Sounded like a Gary Burbank

I had plans for today. They were great plans. And the day was going to end with me brewing my Dunkel. I’ve had the ingredients for the Dunkel since last year as I had intended it for winter. But my life is busy. Too busy.

And also, it never goes according to my plans. So this morning I discovered our sink had exploded. Cue the homage to Gary Burbank explosions. It was a big one. Not sure what happened but no sink = no home brew. Cause, ya know, I need water.

Anyways, hopefully brew will possible Sunday evening. Like SpaceX I won’t let a little explosion deter me from the goal of brewing something that will give you an otherworldly experience.

I’ve even started lying myself…

Riley Silverman has a great piece on SyfyWire about atheism and faith in science fiction. She points out something that as a consumer of science fiction in all of its forms, I have noticed lately: that the worlds of science fiction are usually atheistic, but the authors cannot seem to avoid either god-like characters, or the situations which arise from faith.

While not acknowledging it, she seems to be implying (and I’d agree) that the authors of these works are atheist. I’ve been noticing lately that when characters of faith are introduced in science fiction, it is clear that the authors have no idea what they are writing about. They’re trying to paint a picture of a world that they can only imagine and when they imagine it, it is so foreign to someone such as myself (an insider on faith) that I don’t recognize it.

Take the Punisher season 2 for example The Punisher’s villain in Season 2 is a man who is portrayed as being deeply religious, but also deeply troubled and extremely violent. I actually have no problem with that–there is nothing new about that plot. You can easily find people in church history who were deeply devout but also did things that were very wrong out of either a mistaken sense of loyalty or a poor understanding of how such an action actually isn’t part of God’s will. The Crusades and Inquisition are the easy targets but there are ones on a smaller scale too.

The problem with the Punisher is the church scene. Clearly, the writers and directors (and anyone else who has any clout on the set) has never attended a church service.  Pastor’s don’t preach homilies on each song before and after they are sung. And they definitely, definitely, do not recognize someone in the congregation as being a major financial contributor to the congregation and then for that reason, let them come up and preach an off the cuff sermon. That never happens.  There are other details about the church service that are so wrong it is mind boggling but you get the point: they can’t imagine what an actual church service would be like.

While they may struggle with understanding and depicting formal religion they can’t escape the simple beauty of morality. That is, that there is some sort of deeply held absolute value system inherent in the structure of the universe and when we depart from it, things go wrong.

Watching The Tick season 2 really brought this to light. In a scene towards the end of the season, the Tick is lamenting how they have all strayed from the values they held at the start. Tick says, “It seems that we’re all wandering in the woods. You’re living a lie. Dot is secretly turning vigilante. I thought Arthur had been bending the truth to get us into the Five. And now that we have babies I’ve even started to lie myself. To be honest I don’t know what Destiny is trying to teach us in all of this.”

Agent John replies, “Maybe that the truth is precious?”

The truth is precious. And it would be really cool if scyfy could start exploring faith more seriously and intentionally than they currently do. Or maybe there are books out there like that which I’m not aware of? If so, please let me know!