by Lori Twichell Let’s talk Coronavirus. I’ve been kind of quiet on it other than sharing news stories because this is a local story for me. My news feeds on various social media sites are split pretty definitively. I have friends who are convinced this is the end of everything and we’re all going to […]
Though I spend time daily studying the Bible, I rarely choose to share it. In my mind, those are God’s words and lessons for me, not necessarily for others. I hate the idea that I might start to sound preachy. But sometimes something really resonates and I feel like it might touch someone else. This week I had one of those moments.
From the moment I sat in the seat at the theater, I was ready for home and childhood and….safety. Mr. Rogers was safe. Always. Oh please don’t screw that up. Right now, of all the things in my life, I need the peace, healing. Safety. Even though I didn’t realize it when I bought the tickets to the movie, I desperately needed to sit in a dark theater and just be, well, loved for a couple of hours without judgment. I needed this movie. I think a lot of people do.
Christians: Kanye West is probably faking it. We’re gonna need solid proof that this transformation is real and we shouldn’t just support him just because he claims Christianity. He could be a wolf in sheep’s clothing.
Also Christians: wow I’m praying for John Crist in this hard time. It’s so hard living under the spotlight and I hope he gets the help he needs. All these hateful Christians need to stop bringing up his past because they’re just gossiping.
We need to take a good hard long look at ourselves if this is how we act.
Never do I ever remember an artist causing this kind of stir before. I’ve been working in radio through artists having affairs, getting divorced, coming out…but never anything like this. This morning alone I saw three separate radio stations that I have done business with each put out a manager’s statement on why they were or were not choosing to play his music. Wow. Really?
I had no idea at the time, but that simple ten-minute phone call with a woman whose name I don’t even remember changed everything for me. That passage resonated with me and for days afterward when the kids were crying or I was second guessing my thoughts to work from home, I would hear these verses in my head.