Modesty appears to be a relic of the past.
I noticed it when I drove through Kansas, the billboards leaving nothing to the imagination (Kansas? Auntie Em’s girdle would be in a tangle). I noticed it Tuesday when I went to a pool filled with teenagers doing their best–and wearing their least–to hook up (Seriously, if I combined all the swim suits worn by these precious teenage girls, I might –MIGHT–have enough fabric for a hankie). And I noticed it when we went to see Transformers II on Saturday. What could have been a great movie wasn’t because they substituted innuendos and cheap laughs for good writing.
Nothing makes us blush anymore.
I used to blush at the drop of a hat. Anything beyond the bounds of absolute decorum would raise the heat in my cheeks. Which was, actually, quite embarrassing. Who wants the flaming red face in the crowd?
I think I do. I thought about this a lot at the movies on Saturday and the pool on Tuesday. I discussed it with a group of friends over dinner Tuesday night. And Wednesday morning I read Jeremiah 6:14-15, followed by Jeremiah 8:11-12 on Thursday.
I’m picking up the hint of a theme …
Maybe I’m prudish, but I want to be the kind of girl who knows how to blush.
- Day 225 (Monday): Jeremiah 23-25
- Day 226: Jeremiah 26-29
- Day 227: Jeremiah 30-31
- Day 228: Jeremiah 32-34
- Day 229: Jeremiah 35-37
- Day 230: Jeremiah 38-40, Psalm 74, Psalm 79
- Day 231: 2 Kings 24-25, 2 Chronicles 36
Some points you make in this post expose why I don’t think comedies are as funny as they used to be – “they substituted innuendos and cheap laughs for good writing.” Hence, I find much of TV and movies quite boring.
Jeremiah is great, isn’t he?