Just a quick thought this morning: Walking out of a theater can be a liberating experience. When you’re sitting through a movie that increasingly assaults your soul with violent images and other questionable content, even if so many of your friends have told you how good the movie is, guess what? You don’t have to stay there and watch it. Once you realize you’ve made a bad choice based on unreliable guidance from others, you don’t have to sit there and watch dozens more people get blown up or tortured. It’s OK to say, “This is disgusting. I’m out of here.”
I’m puzzled why so many devout Christians spend so much of their time and money voluntarily absorbing the hideous or often lascivious imagery that the denizens of Hollywood’s cesspools wish to dump into their brains.
From our 13th Article of Faith: “If there is anything virtuous, lovely, or of good report or praiseworthy, we seek after these things.” Not many modern movies fit that bill, IMHO. We need to be more vigilant about what we allow into our skulls.