Posts Tagged ‘teenagers and movies’

Before I start let me just say, I love movies, I love TV and, for all its faults, I love the internet. So what Im about to write is more a challenge to me than anyone else. I have been reading Craig Groeschel’s new book “Soul Detox”. In it he talks about how much we allow the culture around us to infect us. He, like me, doesn’t believe that we can just withdraw from the world, the culture around us, but asks the question. Where do we draw the line?

As I said I don’t have the answers but I do have some questions. Is it ok for Christians to watch “18” rated movies? How much bad language or sex is acceptable? How much violence is acceptable in a video game? (ouch that one hurts). Are there any boundaries when it comes to what we read, watch or browse on the net? If its ok for me then is ok for my teenage son?  “But dad everyone else has seen it” or “everyone in my class plays that game

How much is ok? Who sets the boundaries and what are they? Well let me say it again, I don’t have the answers I just hope to make you think the issue through for yourself. Is a little bit of profanity or sex or sin ok? Does it really effect us? Paul writes to the church in Corinth and says “don’t you know a little yeast (yeast in the bible is often used as a picture of sin) effects the whole batch of dough” It looks like Paul thinks even a little might be an issue.

In the book Craig tells a great story to drive home the point.

“A loving mother demonstrated this principle to her son, Cade. When his friends invited him over to watch a movie, one just released on DVD and rated PG-13, Cade begged his mom to let him see it. His mom asked him her usual questions, “ is it a good movie? One that won’t hurt your Christian walk?” Knowing it had some less than appropriate scenes, Cade shuffled from one foot to the other and searched for the right words. Not wanting to lie to his mom, he tried to walk on the edge of the truth. “Well, it’s not as bad as a lot of movies,” he said enthusiastically. “And all my friends have seen it. There’s only a little bit of bad stuff in it.” He held his breath, awaiting his mom’s final verdict on his movie-going fate. His mom smiled and said, “Well, of course, honey. As long as there’s only ‘a little bit of bad stuff in it.’ “ Cade was stunned! Before she changed her mind, the grateful teen bolted for his room, texted his friends the good news, then lost himself in his favorite iPad game. Now if you’re a parent, you probably already know that Cade’s mom had something up her sleeve. She headed to the kitchen and started implementing her plan. Selecting her son’s favorite brownie mix from the pantry, she added the requisite water, eggs, and oil, stirring the mixture together in a big white bowl. While the oven preheated, Cade’s crafty mom strolled into the back yard for her secret ingredient. Searching carefully in the grass, she scooped up something that their dog Ginger had recently left behind. She returned to the kitchen, stirred in a teaspoon of Ginger’s secret ingredient, poured the thick, chocolate batter into a nonstick pan, and set the oven timer for twenty minutes. Just as she pulled the brownies from the oven, Cade bounced down the stairs right on cue. “Do I smell my favorite brownies?” he asked with excitement. “You bet!” his mom said, smiling. After letting them cool for a few moments, Cade’s mom cut into the warm brownies and plopped a large one on his plate. Just as his fork hit the plate, she stopped him, and mentioned casually, “Just so you know, I added a special ingredient this time.” She paused without cracking a smile. “I put a teaspoon of Ginger’s poop in your brownies.” “What?!” Cade shouted, immediately disgusted. “Mom, are you crazy? Why’d you do that?” he choked while pushing his plate away. Cade’s mom went to the fridge and poured her son his usual glass of milk. “Don’t worry, buddy. I didn’t put a lot of poop in the brownies. There’s just a little bit of bad stuff.” He rolled his eyes, but she’d made her point and served it up home-style. Cade realized he wouldn’t be seeing the movie. The moral of this story? A little bit of poop goes a long way. Ask yourself, is there a little bit of poop in the media you normally enjoy?

I laughed hard at that story. So what are the boundaries. I don’t have the answers but I am certainly contemplating the question.

*if you would like to read more check out Soul Detox: Clean Living in a Contaminated World by Craig Groeschel