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December 21, 2004
The Saved
The latest movies from Netflix came, and one of them is one I’ve been anxious to see. Saved! was a really enjoying film, and quite a pleasant parody of Christian youth today. Hypocrisy would have been an apropos title as well; however, I must say, the directors weren’t too hard on the Way of Life.
I live in a neighborhood wherein a large proportion of the residents attend a local megachurch called Calvary Chapel. Check out their flashy, professionally done website. Jesus for the short attention spanned.
The multiple fish symbols on these soccer mothers’ Dodge Caravans are just a little bit much; with the tiny fish indicate their children are believers too. Wait till they grow up, then see if Mom and Dad still have the full amount of little fishies on the back of their van.
And they send their kids to that same Calvary Chapel to go to school, because the public school system here in Florida is simply a mess. Not that I blame them. If I had kids I’d probably work hard to put them in private school just as well. I just wouldn’t send them to a particularly Christian private school.
I don’t think second-generation Christians turn out quite as well as first-generation. The older son of the husband next door is not a friendly guy. He listens to Christan rock and is around twenty-one or twenty-two years old, and he kind of cringes when the roomie or I are outside within view, pretending not to notice the queers over here. But I can feel his eyes on me when I’m not looking.
His father on the other hand, despite the “Choose Life” license tag and likely conservative leanings is somewhat neighborly, and the stepmother is downright pleasant to be around. She sometimes even asks about “when Michael is returning from his trip abroad.” She realizes that I only go see him, but he doesn’t come see me—but she doesn’t ask any more questions. I imagine I’ll mention the truth at some point, but today it doesn’t matter. Michael will be back regardless in about ten months.
I guess the point I’m trying to make is that some people who profess to be Christian actually act like Christians, usually the ones that find Christ later in life it seems. But some of these kids that are raised a certain way, forget all about the “Love Thy Neighbor” part and only want to concentrate on how Satan is working in other people’s lives. I’m not saying it happens to everyone.
But kids need an opportunity to grow up understanding the world before they can decide for themselves. Everything I’ve ever read about Jesus Christ and his message says that each man and woman has come to his or her own understanding. You may find it in the Bible, but there’s a lot more out there than just what some priests decided in 325 AD by order of the Roman Emperor.
But that’s another day’s topic.
Posted by Bastique at December 21, 2004 11:33 PM