Category Archive: Shellie Rushing Tomlinson

May
17

The Most Unlikeliest of Movie Reviewers by Shellie Rushing Tomlinson

Greetings to the SBV community and Happy Friday! I hope you’ve enjoyed movie review week here on the porch. I know I tucked away several new recommendations— to watch for when they come out on DVD! It’s true. My man and I seldom make it the movies which means we’re usually talking about the movie the rest of the world saw last year, if not the year before.   If we do go to see a current movie, chances are it’s a sports theme that has pulled us in. (We’re that family, the ones who can pop popcorn and watch Hoosiers over and over like we do not know who is going to win in the end. )

Lately, however, something has been happening at All Things Southern that is changing the movie landscape at our house. I’ve been interviewing authors on my talk show, ATS LIVE, for a long time now.  Every day I hear from publicists interested in securing an interview for one of their clients. I love it, too. The only downside is scheduling. The requests far outpace the radio time!  This new development is adding to the lovely chaos.

In the past six months or so, ATS LIVE has made it onto a list somewhere out there in publicity land as a movie reviewer. DVD’s are now being delivered to my door by my sweet Ups man with almost as much regularity as books! I’m not complaining, mind you. I just need to wisdom to make this all work.  I’ve interviewed some really cool people lately, but I’ll choose one to tell you about today.

One of my recent guests was Shervin Youssefian, the Writer and Director of Crossroad, an emotional and inspiring story of redemption, forgiveness and the ultimate realization of God’s grace at work in every life. I can’t begin to tell you how much my man and I enjoyed this movie, winner of 5 Dove Awards!  Here’s a link to watch the trailer:

crossoroads1-300x159 I’m not sure it’s still showing on the big screen, but you can find it on DVD.  ~wink~

Hugs,
Shellie

Shellie Rushing Tomlinson is an author, speaker, radio host and most unlikeliest of movie reviewers. You’re invited to follow her home to http://www.belleofallthingssouthern.com and join her ongoing southern celebration of faith, friends, and family!

May
10

Be at Peace, Weirdness is Not Contagious by Shellie Rushing Tomlinson

Spoiler alert– today’s post contains absolutely zero relevant material….

In an effort, I suppose, to stay true to my life’s overall theme, my knees are weird.

FYI, my knees have ALWAYS hurt. When I was a teenager running bleachers during basketball conditioning I thought it was normal– that everyone’s knees were aching.

A trip to the ortho in my 30′s when I was playing tons of team tennis and my knees were killing me revealed that no, not so much. I’m just consistently weird.

After x-raying my knees and studying the film, the doc seemed to find it genuinely amazing that I could even walk. He pointed out the uniquely non-simpatico parts of my oddly shaped joint and asked incredulously, “Are you in pain?!”

I considered directing his attention to the appropriate blank on the form I had completed while vacationing that morning in his luxurious waiting room (not) with his up to date magazines. (We landed on the moon! Who knew?!)

Instead, because I have noticed that not everyone on the planet gets my equally weird humor, I explained that I thought it was normal. That would be when he joined an increasingly large choir and their same tired old refrain to let me know I was not– normal, that is, which brings me to the point of this post that I’m tap tap tapping out in my IPhone while I’m walking because, well, I don’t know. Don’t distract me.

Hear ye, hear ye: Having reached the delicious age of fifty I may be actually showing signs of maturity. Stop, that! I have evidence!

I’m through acting like my knees don’t hurt. I asked God for new ones and the answer seems to be, “I’d rather you appreciate the ones you have.” So, drum roll,  I’m now doing way less jogging and way more walking. Granted, I COULD still jog all the time because I have discovered that my interesting knees DO NOT HURT ONE LITTLE BIT when I jog backwards. (What? The experiment just occurred to me one day.)

That said, my darling husband does have to live in this town and the poor fellow can only be expected to endure so much ribbing about me. “Phil, I saw Shellie jogging this morning. Backwards.”

What’s more, Dixie Belle acts like she doesn’t know me when I do it. So, I am raising the flag on this one. No more backwards jogging.

Unless I drive out to the turn roads on the farm. shamed

And we have now made it back to the dock. Here’s a pic of my loyal friend now. I can’t imagine why she won’t look at the camera…

Hugs, Shellie

 Shellie Rushing Tomlinson is an author, speaker, radio host and Belle of All Things Southern who feels really bad about how her weirdness reflects on her loved ones.

May
03

The Irony of Time Traveling by Shellie Rushing Tomlinson

If I could reclaim something from my childhood it would be the time spent with my grandparents.  I suppose it’s because I’m a grandparent myself now, but I think of how I look at my little ones and it makes me think how nice it would be to go back in time and be on the other end of this relationship.

I had the most amazing grandparents on both sides of my family tree. My paternal grandfather died in my early childhood, but I thisweekwas privileged to get to spend a lot of time with the other three. I have a lot of memories of them all but I wish I had more.

If I could go back, I would climb in their laps and stay there as long as I could. I would watch them play with my fingers and toes and I’d know they were treasuring every moment they had with me. When they caressed my hair and doctored my booboos, I would understand that my aches really were hurting them as much as they were hurting me. And then, as soon as I got old enough, I would sit with them and ask question upon question about their childhoods, about their hopes and their dreams and I would remember not to forget a word they said.  Or, would I?

The funny thing about us humans is our capacity to take for granted all that is precious about our days, even as we are reminding ourselves of how fleeting our lives are.  Somehow, I suspect that we could go back in time and within a matter of months, weeks, or days, we would once again get lost in the up and down rhythm of the everyday and the ever present challenge to treasure the moments. I think it’s a good thing. I think it’s a God thing.

Maybe He wired us this way so that we have to decide on purpose, not just once, but over and over again to embrace this moment right here, right now. Maybe it’s because when we do make a concentrated effort to really be here in the marvelous mundane, we get to touch the One who lives outside of time and bring Him into our life and the lives of those we love.

I think I’ll stay right here and try my best to be right here. Have a lovely weekend, friends.  I hope you fully live every single moment of it.

Hugs, Shellie

Shellie Rushing Tomlinson is an author, speaker, and radio host who wants to fully live and appreciate every moment of this vaporous life. You’re invited to her place for more faith, fun, family, and food!

 

 

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