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Spiritually Speaking

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By Pearl Harper

A stranger in our house

 

I borrowed this article from a newsletter from the organization “Parents Television Council.” They have had a lot of success getting big name advertisers to not support certain programs. Here is what one writer had to say in a recent article.

“As I grew up, I never questioned his place in my family. In my young mind he had a special niche. My parents were complimentary instructors: mom taught me good from evil, and dad taught me to obey. But the stranger…he was our storyteller. He would keep us spellbound for hours on end with adventures, mysteries and comedies.

If I wanted to know anything about politics, history, or science, he always knew the answers about past, understood the present, and even seemed to predict the future! He took my family to the first major league ballgame.

He made me laugh and he made me cry. The strangers never stopped talking, but dad didn’t mind. Sometimes, mom would get up quietly while the rest of us were shushing each other to listen to what the stranger had to say, and she would go to the kitchen for peace and quiet.

Dad ruled our house with certain moral convictions, but the stranger never felt obligated to honor them. Profanity for example, was not allowed in our home…not from us, our friends or any visitors. The stranger, however, got way with four-letter words that burned my ears and made my dad squirm and my mother blush.

My dad did not permit the liberal use of alcohol, but the stranger encouraged us to use it on a regular basis. And he talked freely (much to freely) about sex. His comments were sometimes blatant, sometimes suggestive and generally embarrassing.

I know now how my earthly concepts were influenced strongly by the stranger. Time after time he opposed the values of my parents, yet he was seldom rebuked or asked to leave.

More than 50 years have passed since the stranger moved in with my family. He has blended right in and is not as fascinating as he was when I was young. Still, if you could walk into my parents den today, you would still find him setting over in his corner, waiting for someone to listen to him talk and draw his pictures. And today, I have a stranger just like him, living in my own house…and influencing my children.

His name? I just call him “TV”. He has a younger sister now. We call her “Internet.”

What a powerful article, the writer covered it all. If you are interested in finding out more about Parents Televison Council you can log on to: www.parentstv.org/joinor write to attn: Gavin McKiernan, 707 Wilkshire Blvd #2075, Los Angeles, CA 90017.

The PTC can’t change the world but they are making a difference, they are trying. Check it out. Our kids are worth it.

God Bless.