This past weekend (December 13th to 15th), I went to Greensboro to visit with family members who couldn't make it to my parents' house. While there, I tried to awaken my family members and I attended a off-Broadway musical. It seems that my dad is now willing to listen to me about politics (a source other than Fox), and my sister no longer derides the term conspiracy theorist (she still doesn't want to hear about reality, though, lol). Comfort is our enemy, frens. Comfort and complacency.

I went with my family to the Tanger theatre to see a performance of Elf. It was entertaining, and was a good way to spend 2.5 hours with family. For what it was, the show was well-performed. There was Narrative programming in the play, of course, but what really struck me was the audience. There were easily 2,000-2,500 people in attendance, two-thirds of whose clothing had either Will Farrell's face or the phrase "Cotton Headed Ninny Muggins" or else their clothing was decked with bells and holly.

How many more showings were there? Had there already been? How many more people would behave the same way? In how many other states?

People are lost, and are so longing for identity. These individuals' worship (i.e. intention, attention, and time) was directed towards a great deception. Their hearts are filled with a pop-culture movie and very little substance. Life is much greater than time spent in an auditorium. In John 10, Jesus describes His people as sheep. We really are.

I don't know how to phrase my feelings about the above experience. Our task is enormous. Yet I know that these same people will follow the truth. God is on our side.