A touch of family drama. A dash of fight sequences. A pinch of fantasy. Mixing them all together would seem like mixing oil, water, and sand, but instead we get an aesthetic, personal approach to independent film that only Ink can bring. With excellent lighting, script, and acting, Ink dazzles the eye with dream-like cinematography, touches the heart with authentic characters, and provokes the soul with spiritual themes fashioned for an audience that appreciates film as art with a purpose.

As humans fall asleep they are visited either by Storytellers, who make dreams to the slumbering world, or Incubi, the givers of nightmares. As the two sides travel around giving out their dreams, a mysterious deformed creature known as Ink abducts the soul of a young girl, Emma, in hopes of bartering her for a place among the Incubi. The Storytellers join with the Pathfinder, who has the power to feel the beat of the world and manipulate it, to save Emma before her soul is lost forever.

I totally respect these tips [“Three Things Your Husband Longs for You to Do,” Manna Confidential, December 2011]. But how do you respect and honor your husband if he won't stop cheating? I know God wants us to save our marriage, but is there a fine line when you just say “No more” and still honor God? AIDS is real, and spouses out there are risking their marriage and, most of all, an innocent person’s life if I stay and keep honoring a man who keeps being disobedient to Christ. How do you submit yourself sexually and basically give him what he wants when he's constantly betraying you? If he says I don't want to use protection and you refuse to give him what he wants because of the constant disappointments, is that your fault?

The recent suicide of 14-year-old Jamey Rodemeyer in Buffalo, New York, caught my attention, and rather than just read the news, sympathize for a while, and forget until another bullying death was reported, I knew I needed to teach a way to combat this monster.

Jamey, a high-school freshman, was the object of cyber attacks that went on for a year before he took his life in September 2011. Why did this handsome teenager allow anonymous bullies to shatter his dreams? His death deeply touched me, because for the past four years I have teaching teenagers in our church and can't imagine losing any one of them. I sympathize not only with Jamey's parents and friends but also with families around the globe who’ve lost loved ones to this curable killer disease called bullying.

Curable? Yes, I very much mean it.