This past week I was talking with a new friend about movies. My friend told me that in the past year he has seen more than 300! I smiled when I heard that, because I don’t know if I have ever seen that many movies in my entire life. I tried to explain that while I am a little picky about what I watch, it’s mostly just that I am really sensitive about what I watch. I’m a visual learner, as most people are, and once I see something it is really really hard for me to erase it from my memory…so I don’t watch very many movies.
For years, Myranda and I were pretty into the Disney Channel scene. And a LOT of people made fun of us for that, to our faces and I am SURE behind our backs, too. But I didn’t care then, and I still don’t. I’d honestly still rather watch Hannah Montana than watch Paranormal Activity. What’s wrong with taking part in innocence? I really don’t like how people want me to feel less grown up for watching shows that lack violence and darkness. Truthfully though, in the last couple years even I have grown out of channel 51 (for the most part!). 😉
Being that I am so sensitive, I have noticed lately that commercials are really starting to get on my nerves. They are loud and annoying, and since I am lacking funds right now to buy all those “fabulous” products out there, I am even further annoyed!
It all started when I watched that Dove commercial that I posted on here. Something really stirred in my heart that day and I realized how brain washed I am. And how brain washed you are, too. THEN last Sunday at church Pastor Leon showed us this clip…
…and now I am even madder. The word ‘annoyed’ doesn’t even cut it anymore.
Do you ever feel an impending sense of doom? Sometimes, especially lately, I feel that way about our culture. Whoever said that it was okay to make people feel like crap for not being perfect? Who was it who decided what beauty is in the first place?
Why am I watching commercial after commercial after commercial telling me I am not good enough? Why should I have to buy every product under the sun to be loved?
For one week, I am not watching commercials to the very very very best of my ability. If I am watching TV, I will mute it during breaks. If I am driving down Hwy 1, I will keep my eyes on the road and not read every.single.billboard for miles and miles selling me stuff.
I figure that if I am protective enough of my soul to not watch scary or dark movies, it’s time for me to start protecting my soul from the things in this world that are telling me I am not good enough. It sucks though that we can’t even watch a YouTube video anymore without having to first sit through an advertisement, hey? I feel really sad about that. But the only thing I can do really is choose to stay away from it.
In this next week, I am not expecting a miracle, as if every insecurity I have will cease to exist. But I AM expecting the clouds from eyes to slowly start to lift. And for that I am excited.
Be careful little eyes what you see…