Last night was a bad game. And our plans to enjoy the game were cancelled last minute because of sick kids. But it was still better than a lot of previous Super Bowls.
As a former Student Pastor I’ve hosted the youth group Super Bowl party, been the Emcee for a church wide party, and I’ve done community outreaches where we had to contractually avoid using the word Super Bowl.
We always tended to avoid the commercials and halftime shows in case someone was exposed to something inappropriate. One year I had to sit by the projector and block the image anytime a GoDaddy commercial came on, while all the 14-year old boys groaned with disappointment.
What a joke.
I’m not saying that sexualized images or glorifying alcohol consumption or erectile dysfunction or other commercials are virtuous and of value. What I am saying is that our actions every first Sunday in February is rather futile.
We aren’t going to beat this with censorship and selective viewing. The culture war is over.
Wars are lost when nations fail to adapt and acknowledge new reality. It doesn’t mean we have to embrace it or be ok with it or even do away with the Super Bowl parties (lock-ins though need to be put down though).
It was great to sit back and watch the game. It was nice not to play the morality police.
Ministry can’t be about morality, or at least ministry that hopes to make a lasting impact can’t.
It can’t because if someone had changed the channel as they saw fit I’d respond like a 14-year old. I can’t expect people to protect me, I have to make the choice to not allow certain images, messages, or stories in.
I wish I had focused more on equipping students to make this choice as opposed to making the choice for them and celebrating the number of kids who showed up to watch something they could watch on their own, uncensored.