I hope I didn’t step on too many toes by refusing to get worked up over Subway’s faux pas, but here’s something that I do think we all should get more outspoken about: the pornographic ads and commercials that surround us nearly everywhere we go.
I don’t think I’ve done my duty in this area, but I really appreciated Kelly’s heartfelt response to what she saw in a restaurant recently. The manager’s reaction, while far from ideal, struck me as very encouraging. Now I’m feeling inspired and motivated to speak up more. This is an area where we need to stop being so shy and let business owners and managers know how offended we are!
I will set no wicked thing before mine eyes: I hate the work of them that turn aside; it shall not cleave to me. Psalm 101:3
What do you do about the semi-pornographic magazines you see in line at the grocery store? About the R-rated music lyrics that you hear in restaurants? About the X-rated vending machines in gas station bathrooms? About the cardboard Budweiser girl right next to checkout at your local corner store?
So far I’ve done nothing but grumble. Maybe I’ll start by asking Kelly – the sweet, friendly manager of the local corner store – if the Budweiser girl can stay in the back next to the beer case, where most of her admirers will gather. And I can certainly refuse to patronize local gas stations that have those vending machines.
On the road it may be more difficult to make a lasting difference, but in our local community we are without excuse. When the tank of my 15 passenger van costs over $100 to fill and hubby is driving 500 miles back and forth to work each week, our family has some power to wield. Maybe we should be more mindful to wield it to God’s glory.