I’ve been watching The Moment of Truth on Fox since it started airing, and I’m still not sure how to feel about it. On the one hand, I think that there is a place for truth to be told and that we should honor and thank God for those who are not only truthful, but more importantly have nothing to lie about. The only flaw in this concept, for Fox and America, at least, is that honesty doesn’t equal entertainment. We’re a nation of gossippers, and I think that The Moment of Truth has capitalized on this in its selection of contestants. Of all the contestants I’ve seen so far, only one didn’t have anything that was truly overtly shameful, a guy named Ray. Aside from lust, he was truly an honorable, honest man.
But even in myself I find that the thing I like about everyone else is seeing the hidden, inner parts of their lives revealed on national television. It tells me something about myself and about culture. In talking about this, it is necessary to consider the “long face” of “moral disenfectant”. Please note that I’m noticing this sort of sinful attitude in myself here, not trying to excuse it. Doug Wilson said in “Serious Filum” last month on his blog:
At any rate, here is the thought that came out of this, and is related to something C.S. Lewis said somewhere, I think describing the oeuvre of D.H. Lawrence (oeuvre is a fancy French word to describe the work of self-important people). Lewis said that there is a common fallacy out and about that thinks that a long face is a moral disinfectant, that basic moral considerations do not come into play just so long as you take whatever it is you are doing seriously. According to this odd theory, the sin is not found in the sin itself, but rather in any frivolous response to it. What we need around here is a furrowed brow, intensity of purpose, a willingness to talk about how “Americans need to become more comfortable with our bodies,” the tapping of the front teeth with a thoughtful pencil, and a desire to tie sexual liberation in with justice concerns for coffee growers in Central America.
These movie producers [Note from John: see the blog post for more about what he’s talking about here] were (or at any rate, wanted to be) serious artists. They were working with the contours of narrative (all rise!) and making art, you see.
The same thing happens with other professions too. This is why a blowhard like Bill O’Reilly can be waxing indignant about the moral degradation of (let’s make something up, but not far-fetched) having some pole dancer give a talk to a high school jobs fair assembly somewhere, and to prove his indignation is real, he shows us multiple clips of pole dancers prancing around in their skivvies. When Maude from Wisonsin [sic] writes in to say something along the lines of, “Hey!” he will respond that what he is doing is “just journalism, madam.” This is serious journalism, and it justifies what seriousness always justifies these days, which is whatever we have around here that needs some justifying.
I don’t think it’s immoral to be honest about the subjects that The Moment of Truth is dealing with in many cases. But I do think it is immoral not just to make entertainment and show out of it, but even more so to pretend it’s OK because we have the “long face” of “moral disinfectant” on. Hence, all of my comments below perhaps proceed from a sinful indulgence of maintaining this straight face and pretending it’s OK to be entertained by all of this. Yeah, I laughed at some of the things. Who wouldn’t laugh at a guy’s confession of padding his underwear to look better endowed? (Not that I think that this is necessarily sinful, although certainly concerning…)
What I can’t get over with all of this is that every single episode has an announcer saying, “Watch as he/she destroys their family…” Is this what we should be doing? The truth needs to come out, and it will destroy families in some cases because of the indiscretions and sins of man, but why in the world are we glorifying this? What is it about our society that we get an rise out of hearing that somebody’s next question is going to continue to destroy their marriage? It’s despicable.
But nevertheless, ignoring this it has been very interesting to see some of the things on the show. So far, to the best of my knowledge, there have been two separate Mormon contestants on the show. Neither of those contestants had not struggled deeply with sin. In the case of the one man, he had been a drug addict and was sexually unfaithful according to Scripture. And in the case of tonight’s finale, the Mormon woman said that she had lesbian fantasies and would pose nude in an adult magazine for several hundred-thousand dollars. (Correction: She lied about whether she would pose for $100,000, and lost. She said in her defense that she would do it for several hundred-thousand. Haha, sucker.)
It’s a given that people will struggle with things like these. But both of them, from what the show seemed to convey, had not made any progress whatsoever in getting past this. And in tonight’s finale, the Mormon woman said things that stuck out to me. She said that if her husband left the Mormon church, she would not stay with him. This is obviously unscriptural because Paul says that the believers should stay with their unbelieving spouses, because who knows how God will use the believing spouse? Is it any wonder? It is just evidence that they don’t believe what God says in Scripture. And Scripture says that if we have the spirit in us we will produce the fruits of the spirit: that is, our mindsets will be conformed to the image of Christ, so that we have love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, self-control; and our hearts will be changed so that we seek to please and glorify God. Shouldn’t we think that this means something when we aren’t seeing this fruit? But I digress.
I wish, however, that I could say anything different of the one holy and catholic Church (i.e., not Mormons; I’m not Mormon…). There is nothing that differentiates us from the culture around us. So few of us seek to glorify God in our minds or in our actions. I myself struggle to do this, and it is bitter. How often have I been snappy and rude, without grace for the smallest thing? Is this what we’re called to? I think - although I don’t know and can’t confirm this from any extensive experience - that being grieved over sin as God is grieved and taking joy in God as God has made us to take joy are two sides of the same coin. In both cases, inherent in doing this is understanding not only how deeply we have sinned against God in our entire beings, but also understanding how great and amazing is his grace in having forgiven us and made us righteous before him. We need to understand this. But it is true of many in the church today what Christ said, that on judgment day he will say to those people, “Depart from me, for I never knew you.”
In many cases, the people explained (perhaps tried to excuse) their answers afterwards. But in the case of this woman and one other before her, their whole approach was to say, “Well, everyone does it at some point…” And above, I even asked with the joke I cracked about the guy padding his underwear to look more well-endowed, “Who wouldn’t laugh?” But this is just trying to make it sound as if we’re not that bad. “Oh yes, there are those people who are really horrible nymphomaniacs, but I only had sex with five people outside of marriage.” This is the fruit of a hard spirit that is not submitting itself to God.
As with everything, the answer is Christ. If we’re honest, the answer is the Gospel: that we once lived in covenant fidelity to God, that we screwed it up and in Adam inherited a sin nature that is corrupt, fallen, and cannot do anything good of itself, and so as a consequence we sin and incur God’s wrath on ourselves. And if we’re honest, we also say that the free gift of God is grace in Christ Jesus. But even once we have been saved by the blood of Christ, if we’re not grieved over sin and taking joy in the grace of God, we are shamefully sinning against God and need to repent of that. These things should not be happening here; this is not how it should be. But I thank God for his grace.
I’ll end on this note: Jars of Clay has a great song called “Oh My God” from Good Monsters that I think mirrors what I’ve been expressing here part and parcel. This song is epic not only in its musical brilliance but also in its lyrical profundity; observe:
Oh my God, look around this place
Your fingers reach around the bone
You set the break and set the tone
Flights of grace
And future falls
In present pain
All fools say
“Oh my God”
…
Sometimes I cannot forgive
And these days, mercy cuts so deep
If the world was how it should be
Maybe I could get some sleep
While I lay, I dream we’re better
Scales were gone and faces light
When we wake, we hate our brother
We still move to hurt each other
Sometimes I can close my eyes
And all the fear that keeps me silent
Falls below my heavy breathing
What makes me so badly bent?
We all have a chance to murder
We all feel the need for wonder
We still want to be reminded
That the pain is worth the thunder
Sometimes when I lose my grip
I wonder what to make of heaven
All the times I thought to reach up
All the times I had to give
Babies underneath their beds
Hospitals that cannot treat
All the wounds that money causes
All the comforts of cathedrals
All the cries of thirsty children
This is our inheritance
All the rage of watching mothers
This is our greatest defense:
Oh my God
Oh my God
Oh my God