Have we been desensitized by television?

My answer...yes.

I was going to write this over the summer...and then again when I read about the Victoria's Secret Baby...but I never got around to it...

it is important I think so here we go...

Have we been desensitized by television? Well desensitized to what? Many things I'm sure...but at this current time I'd like to talk about how we, as a society have been desensitized to murder...

yup murder...

Don't get me wrong, I love a good cop show...I mean what your reading is written by the girl who got hooked on a cop show...her sister got her hooked on it actually...that same sister found out that I couldn't watch it on Netflix because I don't have an account...and so I am now borrowing 8 seasons of the show on DVD from said sister...complicated I know...

Love it...love the intrigue, the action, the plot development...and overall I just love most cop shows..

I didn't use to...they used to scare me...

But think about it...ok Victoria's Secret Baby...you read it...and you think about the baby for a second but then you start to think about the girl involved...who could possibly do such a thing? How could this possibly happen? What are the cops doing about it?

and then you just start talking about it...it comes up in conversations everywhere and becomes...well...gossip...but ummmmmm what about the poor child? Remember your first thought? go back to it and hold onto it for a little while longer...A baby died...regardless of how the matter is that a child no longer with us...Did you say a prayer for this baby? Did you mourn this baby in any way?

Ok ok so you don't know the baby...Well I didn't know the person that made me want to write this post over the summer either...

Over the summer I did the landscaping at my church with some of my friends...One day the house across the street became a crime scene...Cops, police tape, the medical examiner and everything...the whole nine yards...well weren't we all interested...

What happened over there? Did you see ANOTHER cop car pulled up five minutes ago? Oh boy here comes the medical examiner...someone definitely died over there. I wonder where the murderer is? Is he still in the woods behind the church? How long ago did the murder happen?

WHOAH WHOAH WHOAH...SLOW DOWN

Did we know for sure it was a murder? No. We just jumped to conclusions as if our life had suddenly become a cop show...HELLOOOOO ...SELF....SOMEONE PASSED AWAY IN THAT HOUSE...DO YOU THINK YOU MIGHT LIKE TO RESPECT THAT PERSON AND THEIR FAMILY?

No, of course not...it wasn't until later that I realized a person died...and maybe I should say a prayer for the repose of their soul and stay out of their business....I was so into the mystery...that I forgot about the real person...this was real life...and I treated it like a television show.

I think we, as a society, need to take some time and think more about the people, and less about the mysteries...let the real-life cops handle the real-life problems.

The girl with the very deliberate motions

So I haven't posted in a little while. Last week I was all like...hmmm I want to write something meaningful...and then a job posting came into my life and a cover letter had to be written...soooo let's give this another try...

Something meaningful...

Well y'all know by now that my faith is pretty important to me...but I'm not perfect...let's be honest sometimes I'm downright lazy...

And sometimes I notice my own laziness by witnessing others' actions...

There is this girl who goes to my ...well my Alma Mater now...weird...she goes to the college I just graduated from...

anyway she is always very deliberate and slow in her motions when she makes the sign of the cross.

It used to annoy me...I'm not sure why...maybe because I'm from a part of the country that does everything fast paced and it didn't matter to me that the mass would not start in the 5 extra seconds I had to wait for her to bless herself so that I could reach the holy water bless myself and find my seat...nope didn't matter at all...to me she was just doing it too slow and all I wanted to do was find my seat...

Then one day I thought about how I blessed myself...did I really think about it at all? nope

To me it had simply become muscle memory. Dip fingers in water, move arm about body, move on.

What does it even mean? ...She probably knows, she takes the time to respect that prayer...

In the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit. Amen.

The Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit....the Three persons of the Trinity....ummmm Hello...shouldn't we care about Them? ...yes...So why don't I think about the Trinity when I make the sign of the cross? Because it has become habit? Lame excuse self lame excuse...

Now, I'm no theologian, but I know that it is important to recognize the persons of the Trinity...so clearly I should take a lesson from that girl...the girl who slowly makes the sign of the cross every single time...maybe I should spend some time reflecting on the words that habitually go through my mind as I make the motions...instead of simply letting them pass by...