When you first hear the title of ABC Family's new series The Secret Life of an American Teenager, one might say Duh!
Seriously don't most teenagers have somewhat of a secret life? That's like starting a new show called The Dysfunctional Lives of Hardened Criminals.
I'm not saying that it's cool to have a secret life, but it's just the way a boatload of 13-18 year olds decide to do things.
So in The Secret Life
we have a band girl getting pregnant, a super Christian cheerleader, unhappy marriages, and a multitude of backstabbing betrayals and blistering banter.
In other words, pretty much like real life.
I wouldn't know how God feels about this show He probably doesn't watch TV because He already knows what's coming anyway
but I do, however, know how God feels about the secret lives of Christian teenagers.
You know what I'm talking about, right? If not, let me lay it out for you:
Sunday morning:
Whoa! Today is church, right? Yikes, I need to do some serious confessing so I don't, like, get struck by lighting or have a serious Bible dropped on my head from above. Oh, and I need to remember to activate the cussing filter and tell the youth leader how I've been praying and reading the Bible. Yeah, I'll confess that one too
later.
Monday Friday:
Yesssss. Back at school where some people know I'm a Christian, but I sure don't want to come off like some Jesus Freak or something. That's why I let the profanity fly when the situation demands it, judge others based on how they look, and c'mon does Jesus really expect me to save sexual pleasure for marriage? Oh and I'm definitely going to that party Friday night even though I know my parents think I'm just out with friends. And even though there's going to be enough booze and drugs to supply a small nation
I'm just going so I can maybe talk to people about God
right?
Saturday:
I guess I had fun
but why do I feel so guilty inside? Everybody is doing this secret life stuff, but nobody seems happy. I thought having a relationship with Christ was supposed to bring me joy and contentment, but all I'm getting is shame and loneliness.
Sunday morning:
Whoa! Today is church, right? Yikes, I need to do some serious confessing so I don't, like, get struck by lighting or have a serious Bible dropped on my head from above
And the pattern continues. And this is the review that God is sending your way
I know all the things you do, that you are neither hot nor cold. I wish that you were one or the other! But since you are like lukewarm water, neither hot nor cold, I will spit you out of my mouth! You say, I am rich. I have everything I want. I don't need a thing!' And you don't realize that you are wretched and miserable and poor and blind and naked. (Revelation 3:15-17)
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