Where Life and Christian Faith Intersect
Okay...this is more than a "little" bizarre. Did her sisters, landlord, former neighbors not ever become concerned for her when they heard nothing in a 3 year + time frame? Notwithstanding any personality traits, weaknesses, dislikes, so to speak, she was still someone who had basic physical, spiritual requirements to survive and needed nurturing. While I don't advocate the incessant TV watching, I don't believe the engagement of television brought about her death. I could, however, buy into the longing for, absence of, deprivation of sorts of something that could have offered more promise to her life. Hmmmmmm... Is this where we fall short in our dutiful call as witnesses for Christ? How can a woman fall so far into the depths of societal unconsciousness that no one realizes she's essentially missing for three whole years? For whatever reason I feel burdened that she may not be first or last of some forgotten society who yearn for something that they don't even know exist.
As a kid I remember reading an article in the Readers' Digest that talked about a guy who lost his friend to television. He talked about how his friend never came out to play anymore and their friendship deteriorated.One of my reasons in posting this article was to make readers think about the fact the TV removes them from the world around them. TV markets itself as just the opposite...the medium that connects you to society.We are called to be in relationship with real people, not people we see on a screen.
Well, then it's a pity that we don't take more responsibility, more accountability, as parents or as friends, to ourselves and to others to do more about these reclusive or addictive personality dysfunctions. I guess I should consider myself fortunate, blessed that people cared more about me than to allow me to be "written off" from living. I inferred from the article that maybe she was residing in some form of assisted or protected living area for victims of domestic violence, which I'm sure contributed, subsequently, to her environment. However, if something of this nature happened to someone I had established some form of relationship with, cared for, related to, I can't imagine not reaching out or allowing the only form of communication to be with something as noninteractive as the television set. This just bothers me, maybe convicts me, that I have developed a tolerance towards or given up on someone.
Brandon,I remember reading a short story about a child (I thought it was a girl though) who recounted how her life changed the day she witnessed her neighbor family take their new T.V. into their house. I have tried to google it but have come up empty. Your reader digest remark reminded me of that. Do you know anything about it?
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