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Wednesday, April 3, 2013
Tuesday, March 19, 2013
"The Bible" on History Channel
Is anyone else watching "The Bible" on Sunday nights?
We're recording them. On Night 1, I thought I'd let the kids watch. After about 2.5 seconds I realized this was not appropriate for kids. A strange realization to have about the Bible.
I didn't watch Night 2 with Samson and David.
I tried to watch Night 3 and couldn't finish. I need to press on because I do want to get to the Jesus part, which I know is at the end of Night 3.
But everytime I try to watch it, it makes me want to throw up, and I'm worried I'm going to have nightmares. Somehow there's something different about reading that a people group was "wiped from the face of the earth" and seeing children's throats being slit. There's something different about knowing that Herod killed all the baby boys and hearing the babies cry and women scream, "Not my child!" I know John the Baptist was beheaded. I'm not sure I need to see his head be lopped off.
It's disturbing. But I have a history of that. Bible stories disturbing me goes all the way back to my childhood.
.............
[Picture the dream sequence fuzzy edged screen in your mind; harp music playing as we travel back in time. Circa 1983.]
I was about 4 yrs old living in Mobile, AL attending Cottage Hill Baptist Church. Every Easter Cottage Hill put on a passion play called "Golgotha". Mom sang in the choir and was up on stage.
Choir members were, of course, townspeople. Praising Jesus when He came to Jerusalem and later turning on Him. I remember watching my mom yell at Jesus that she wanted to "Crucify Him!" Tell me THAT won't mess up a kid. I remember Roman soldiers walking down the aisle past those of us in the congregation, yelling and whipping Jesus. I never wanted to sit near the aisle for fear of being beaten or having to watch Jesus fall at my feet.
I mean, c'mon, it's an intense story!!! My sister, Hilary, could've seen it every day of the week. I dreaded "Golgotha".
But we went because it was at church, Mom was in it, and the music was pretty.
Which reminds me of another story with "pretty music" that freaked me out as a kid.... "Les Miserables". I can appreciate it now, but good grief-- my sister used to beg my mom to put in the CD every stinkin' time we went to Dallas. Because I was captive in the car, I was stuck listening to the "beautiful music" of the dying prostitute's solo. I was told how the Thenardiers were comic relief... What? But they're the innkeepers who abused a girl whose mother had to sell her hair and teeth just to pay them money she didn't really owe.
Pretty music? Sure. An intensely disturbing story? YES!
But again Hilary loved it! As I reflect on those times, I'm pretty sure that I'm normal, and Hilary had sociopathic tendencies. ;)
...........
When it comes to the Bible, I think I'm just gonna stick to the book and thank God I was born when and where I was. I quite literally don't think I would've survived in Biblical times.
We're recording them. On Night 1, I thought I'd let the kids watch. After about 2.5 seconds I realized this was not appropriate for kids. A strange realization to have about the Bible.
I didn't watch Night 2 with Samson and David.
I tried to watch Night 3 and couldn't finish. I need to press on because I do want to get to the Jesus part, which I know is at the end of Night 3.
But everytime I try to watch it, it makes me want to throw up, and I'm worried I'm going to have nightmares. Somehow there's something different about reading that a people group was "wiped from the face of the earth" and seeing children's throats being slit. There's something different about knowing that Herod killed all the baby boys and hearing the babies cry and women scream, "Not my child!" I know John the Baptist was beheaded. I'm not sure I need to see his head be lopped off.
It's disturbing. But I have a history of that. Bible stories disturbing me goes all the way back to my childhood.
.............
[Picture the dream sequence fuzzy edged screen in your mind; harp music playing as we travel back in time. Circa 1983.]
I was about 4 yrs old living in Mobile, AL attending Cottage Hill Baptist Church. Every Easter Cottage Hill put on a passion play called "Golgotha". Mom sang in the choir and was up on stage.
Choir members were, of course, townspeople. Praising Jesus when He came to Jerusalem and later turning on Him. I remember watching my mom yell at Jesus that she wanted to "Crucify Him!" Tell me THAT won't mess up a kid. I remember Roman soldiers walking down the aisle past those of us in the congregation, yelling and whipping Jesus. I never wanted to sit near the aisle for fear of being beaten or having to watch Jesus fall at my feet.
I mean, c'mon, it's an intense story!!! My sister, Hilary, could've seen it every day of the week. I dreaded "Golgotha".
But we went because it was at church, Mom was in it, and the music was pretty.
Which reminds me of another story with "pretty music" that freaked me out as a kid.... "Les Miserables". I can appreciate it now, but good grief-- my sister used to beg my mom to put in the CD every stinkin' time we went to Dallas. Because I was captive in the car, I was stuck listening to the "beautiful music" of the dying prostitute's solo. I was told how the Thenardiers were comic relief... What? But they're the innkeepers who abused a girl whose mother had to sell her hair and teeth just to pay them money she didn't really owe.
Pretty music? Sure. An intensely disturbing story? YES!
But again Hilary loved it! As I reflect on those times, I'm pretty sure that I'm normal, and Hilary had sociopathic tendencies. ;)
...........
When it comes to the Bible, I think I'm just gonna stick to the book and thank God I was born when and where I was. I quite literally don't think I would've survived in Biblical times.
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