Friday, January 19, 2007
Is American Idol a mean show, or what? I watched it for the first time this week (Todd and I have managed to miss entire seasons of iconic television shows because the early end of prime time is the get-little-kids-ready-for-bed push.) So, forgive me for sounding like I just fell off a turnip truck here. But I was jarred by the very premise of this show.
While there were moments of good fun, on balance, it struck me as the modern equivalent of a gladiator event. Tapping into a darker ignoble vein. The part deep within that sighs relief when it’s someone other than us who’s getting bullied or sacked.
You could argue that those contestants get what they deserve. If you can’t sing, why are you auditioning in a singing contest? But can anyone deny there are some who seem, well, somehow disadvantaged? Even perhaps set up by “friends” who encourage them to try out knowing they will miserably fail?
I wondered after watching television this week what it would be like if God ruled like an American Idol judge. If our eternal destiny was tethered to how well we performed. What if we were cold-heartedly judged then surgically cut loose if we failed to dazzle?
If you don’t have a reason to smile today, let me give you three:
1. God is just. (Deuteronomy 32:4)
2. God is good. (Habakkuk 1:13)
3. God is merciful. (John 3:16)
(Photo by carlota; see http://flickr.com/photos/carlota/274195252/ for restrictions.)
Blaring on my I-Pod: "Until the World," by The Afters