I rarely
watch TV. Something about a show that observes human behaviors and the social
structures that drive them that turns me off.
Despite
all the glitz, the shows demonstrates that money can't buy love. Or
self-respect. Or a good marriage. Obviously.
But I
am surprised by the flicker of something I see in the eyes of the women on
these shows.
They
know.
Maybe
not at first. Maybe not all of them. But more than once, I've seen it in their
eyes. Faltering. This is not what
it promised to be.
And
this is what comes to my mind: I thought so.
When a
person wavers at the emptiness of a worldly payoff, I consider that a glimpse
of God pursuing them.
God
still pursues.
I
thought so.
Unfortunately,
a lot of the characters just forge ahead by kissing up to the cameras and mean
friends and bad relationships so they can maintain the status quo, even if what
they gain is … less than what they thought it would be.
Promises of Peace
It
turns out that things haven't changed much.
Just
ask Jeremiah.
He was
a young man at a time when the Israelites had rejected God. God wanted Jeremiah
to tell the Israelites to come back to him.
God
said, "Then why do these people stay on their self-destructive path? Why
do the people of Jerusalem refuse to turn back? They cling tightly to their
lies and will not turn around" (Jeremiah 8:5).