I was recently asked to be a chaperone at a local High School dance. When I arrived at the school the teacher heading up the volunteers passed out papers detailing our various responsibilities. One of the parents asked that the term “no inappropriate dancing” be more specifically defined. The short answer given was “no twerking.”
Ah yes…..Twerking, the nefarious disease that is ravaging the landscape of high school dances all over this once great country. A dance move that has become exponentially more popular since the escapades of former childhood star turned shock princess Miley “defiler of foam fingers” Cyrus at the MTV VMAs a few months back.
Think about the word: Twerking. Before learning what it truly was it elicited images of drug use, rabid convulsions, and oddly enough Twitter, in my mind. I would find out that it was an evil far more terrifying.
Thank you Miley for bestowing this “gift” upon us.
Today I saw that my favorite pastor’s daughter turned contemporary sex symbol Katy Perry had recently collaborated with Miley; however it wasn’t for a poppy new hit single. It was and image harkening back to the days of Katy’s song “I kissed a girl and I liked it.”
Yup. Miley and Katy kissed……
I’m honestly neither shocked, nor angry, nor surprised, nor hurt. For better or worse I am indifferent. I’ve come to expect these things in my newsfeed. It’s just so…..normal.
Then I saw an article that piqued my interest: “David Wise’s alternative lifestyle leads to Olympic gold.” I began to read about the 23 year old husband and father:
“At such a young age, Wise has the lifestyle of an adult. He wears a Baby Bjorn baby carrier around the house. He also attends church regularly and says he could see himself becoming a pastor a little later down the road.”
My heart leapt for joy! When did living as a devoted, religious, married young, father become alternative? Can we “boring” Christians start claiming the title “alternative lifestyle”? Have our ways become so alien that we are legitimately alternative? As somebody who has lived most of his life on the outside of contemporary social protocol I am delighted.
Can I feel rebellious as I am changing diapers and cleaning up vomit while listening to John Piper preach through the book of Romans (I only have 149 more hours to go)?
A few years back I performed the wedding of a very young couple. Both loved Jesus ardently and after a decent period of dating they asked me to marry them. “Unfortunately” they were both only 21.
I was thoroughly shocked to hear all of the doubt and criticism thrown their direction. You would have thought I was officiating a wedding between 13 year olds. People were legitimately upset; they were far too young and hadn’t experienced enough of life yet. Family members pulled me aside to petition me to not do the wedding. They hadn’t even lived together yet! Had they dated enough other people to even be sure they wanted to be together? What if boredom sets in later and they cheat on each other? What about finances? What if they had a kid?
I am pleased to report that their crazy idea has worked out thus far.
I can’t help but wonder if the “alternative” is where Christians belong. Isn’t there something intriguing to the idea of avoiding the normative? What if Power, Money and Sex aren’t our idols?
There may be more authenticity in being on the outside.
I for one enjoy feeling like a rebel.