Not many took me serious when I admitted that the recent Spider Man movie (actually the first one in the trilogy) spoke to me. Hey, if God can condenscend himself to become one of us helpless blobs, then certainly the Holy Spirit can throw some of Spidey's webs over my heart. Despite the greasy popcorn butter on my mouth and clothes, his webs caught me and would not let me go.
I love movies for that reason. In classical Wesleyan fashion, I believe that God happens to be a movie-goer too, who is using whatever means available to speak to the world and draw them to himself. The techy term is prevenient grace. It is indeed amazing to see the insights that shine through today's pop-culture. In many instances the questions pop-culture is asking and wrestling with are Academy Award winning compared to the B-level spoofy questions tossed about in Sunday School. Over the next couple of posts, I hope to discuss several of the movies I have seen lately, which seem to flavor this discussion of faith and politics. Again, we might not agree, but playing paddy-cake doesn't equip us for Broadway-quality Christianity.
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