A certain well-known radio commentator recently referred to a word which I am absolutely terrified to mention and got in mucho hot water for it. They call it the “N-word.” It has become more taboo than the “F-word,” which was, at one time, strictly forbidden, but now is widely accepted and can be heard in its un-retouched form in the material of stand-up comics, vice presidents and motion pictures acceptable for thirteen-year-olds to watch. In fact, given an ultimatum to use the F-word or the N-word or be tortured, I would choose the former. To use the N-word will get you messed-up real bad.
I am hard-pressed to think of any other words that possess such dangerous, unjustified power. There are some powerful words (I am thinking of the gospel which is the power of God for Salvation-Romans 1:16; 1 Corinthians 1:18; 1 Thessalonians 1:5) but none that can get you in quite so much strife quite so quickly…at least in the land of freedom of speech and expression. In the words of the childhood proverb, “Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me…unless, of course it is the N-word. We are talking a world of hurt here.
Now let me go on record here to say I think it is a terrible word. It should never be used…period. If it is used as a pejorative, the user needs to be disciplined. It is a negative, racially-charged word. Nevertheless, it seems to me that no word has any more power than we assign it. There are epithets for nearly every race and ethnic group and we (even officious know-it-alls) ought to be able to at least mention them if for no other reason than to talk about why they are off-limits in courteous language in a civil society. But, of course, in a culture that grows less civil every day, that’s the problem isn’t it?
Mark the 16th chapter begins like this:
After the Sabbath was over, Mary Magdalene, Mary the mother of James, and Salome bought spices to go and anoint the body of Jesus. Very early on Sunday morning, at sunrise, they went to the tomb. On the way they said to one another, “Who will roll away the stone for us from the entrance to the tomb?” (It was a very large stone.) Then they looked up and saw that the stone had already been rolled back. So they entered the tomb, where they saw a young man sitting at the right, wearing a white robe — and they were alarmed.
“Don’t be alarmed,” he said. “I know you are looking for Jesus of Nazareth, who was crucified. He is not here — he has been raised! Look, here is the place where he was placed. Now go and give this message to his disciples, including Peter: “He is going to Galilee ahead of you; there you will see him, just as he told you.’ “
But why the words, “Including Peter?” Why is that in this text? Could it be because Peter had denied him? In Luke 22, starting with verse 54 we read the story: Continue reading
My wife, visiting granddaughter and I just finished watching the much-heralded motion picture, Date Night starring Steve Carell and Tina Fey on our cable service. Okay, we’re cheap. It was rated PG13 which means that it may be inappropriate for children younger than 13 and even that should involve parental guidance. Well, I am in my late 60’s and it was certainly inappropriate for me. But then again, I have morals.
When did this culture decide that comedy had to be filthy? This could have been an adventure in hilarity without the continual obscenities and references to male and female genitalia, anal sex, masturbation, group sex and prostitution. These were not sexual innuendos, they were explicit references. We tried to fast-forward through the sullied parts but it was so replete with smut that we were not completely successful.
Nothing in the trailers and interviews hinted at such shenanigans so we were unprepared for the dirty bits. Shame on those responsible for this bit of cultural decadence and shame on me for not checking with some of the numerous Christian motion picture review sites! I looked at them after watching the movie and realized the information that could have kept me from wasting my time and money with this crude mess was there for the reading.
While I was on the review sites, I decided to look up Eat, Pray, Love. Thankfully, I now have enough information about this motion picture to Eat my own food, Pray to my one, almighty God and love my wife and family. However, if you want to follow the antics of a self-centered, narcissistic, amoral person who deserts her devoted husband to “find herself,” this little gem is for you.
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