I can remember the first horror film I watched was when I was a third- or fourth-grader. The plot line was about a man who moved into a haunted house, and then he uncovers all the horror that happened there. I’m scarred for life, seriously. Who let me watch that? (Sorry, Mom and Dad, but it’s true.) I thought about that movie many times over the years. It didn’t leave me. That movie (and others that followed) brought fears and dark thoughts.
If you’re familiar with my blog and read “Breaking out of the Christian Bubble,” you may be confused because in it I mention that we need to step out of our Christian circles and impact the world. I believe that. There’s a difference between my daughter accidentally overhearing a conversation between two pregnant teens than me allowing a movie with sexually promiscuity into our home. If you’ve reached out to and are walking with others, in a dirty world you’re going to get messy at times. Though we should model grace and compassion for our kids, we should never risk their innocence for the sake of entertainment.