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BEAUTY > SEXY // my review of UNTITLED, by Blaine Hogan
Ok, so full disclosure…
I’ve never once in my life written a review of anything.
So I told Blaine Hogan I’d write a review of his new book UNTITLED, because, it’s way easier to share opinions on someone else’s hard work…amiright?
Anywho, here are my thoughts…
Blaine has captured the creative journey more poignantly and honestly than anyone I have ever read before. It’s so easy to look at someone who has a larger audience, budget, platform, team, etc, and assume all the steps it took to get there. But Blaine doesn’t leave anything to assumption…if you really think you’re ready to pull back the curtain and see how the Wizard works, UNTITLED is for you.
However, if you’re looking for “how-to” manual, this really isn’t the book to read. Don’t get me wrong, these pages are filled with suggestions and wise advice that stretch all the way from the most basic to the existential, and everything in between.
But at the heart of everything, this book is about the awakening that must take place inside of us…before anything else can happen. The commitment WE must make…the work WE must do…the transformation WE must go through.
It’s about pursuing ART instead of a SALES-PITCH
STORY over SERMON…
BEAUTY rather than SEXY…
For the creatives, dreamers, designers, hopers, teachers and even if you just have a longing look or glimmer in your eye from time to time…this is for you.
One of Blaine’s points toward the beginning is to always make sure you have something more for people to see. And as my eyes scrolled past the final period of UNTITLED, I was really left with only one question…
Blaine…do you have anything else for us to see?
(Because whatever you spiked this book with…we need more of…stat.)
Ok, so what are you waiting for? You should probably go get a copy of UNTITLED right…now…and here’s the LINK.
Waiting for the rat to die
Numb.
I haven’t asked her personally, but I can’t imagine Susanne Geske felt any other way.
Events had unfolded quickly, questions and speculation were swirling, but one thing she and her three young children knew for sure: daddy wasn’t coming home.
An attack had taken place in a small office on the fourth floor of a Malatya, Turkey office building, and now Necati Aydin, Tilman Geske and Ugur Yuksel were dead.
Barbarically murdered for their faith.
They had arrived for their regular meeting with five young Turkish men who had claimed to be interested in learning more about Christianity several months before.
Instead, when police finally were able to break into the room, they found an incomprehensible scene: the three missionaries tied to chairs, throats cut, innumerable stab wounds and grotesque evidence of hours of excruciating torture simply too graphic to write here.
The families were stunned.
The city was plunged into an uproar.
Confusion.
Anger.
Heartbreak.
How? Why?
Then…millions of eyes and ears turned to the grieving families.
What will they say? How will they respond?
As the global spotlight shone brightly on her, Susanne must have known she was walking a public relations tight-rope between two powder kegs.
Dripping with transcendent peace, here are her words:
“I made a quick prayer and the word from the Lord came to my mind when Jesus was on the cross and said ‘Father forgive them for they don’t know what they’re doing.’ I thought ‘yes that’s it’…so I stood up and went to these people and said: ‘Okay I’ll do what Jesus did’”
There would be plenty of time for consequences…later.
There would be plenty of room for grappling with reality…later.
But, in order for Heaven to exhale the breath of grace, there was something that needed to happen immediately:
Forgiveness.
A Turkish journalist later remarked, “She said in one sentence what 1,000 missionaries in 1,000 years could never do.”
Honestly, this story, while amazing and true, still seems very far away from me. The picture of Christ-like forgiveness is unmistakable, but somehow we always find a reason to continue withholding forgiveness, don’t we?
And it’s completely subjective.
I can so easily say, “You just don’t understand what I’ve been through.”
But over time I have been learning something that is slowly changing everything:
Refusing to forgive is like locking myself in a prison cell and giving the key to the person who hurt me.
Why would I continue to give them that much power over me?
If I stay locked up…they win.
Anne Lamott says, “Not forgiving is like drinking rat poison and waiting for the rat to die.”
We live in grudge societies. Unforgiven hurt leads to anger leads to bitterness leads to regret. Sometimes there’s even a little revenge thrown in for good measure.
I’m convinced that family feuds, counseling offices, mobs and wars are fueled by people who are running on the addiction of refusing to let go.
I have friends who have been raped, abused, abandoned, or had their world completely wrecked by someone else. The stories of our lives include some unbelievably difficult chapters.
But it doesn’t change the fact that God’s heart for us is that we live in freedom.
Susanne and her children have decided to stay in Turkey and continue the amazing work they started. They know the story isn’t finished…there is still much work to be done.
Instead of cowering in the shadow of fear, they are choosing to stand in the power of the cross.
May the same be true of us, no matter what we face.
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Have you ever extended forgiveness out of a difficult experience?
Are you still working on it?
What’s your story?


