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Rmac81
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My husband and I finally jumped on The Walking Dead bandwagon. In two weeks, we got completely caught up–not something I recommend, watching The Walking Dead all in one go, because the intensity of the show stays with you making sleep difficult to come by.
Anyway, one thing that kept bothering me was the intentional pushing away of religion, in particular, Christianity. The show, particularly through the first couple seasons, was filled with despair and hopelessness while the writers seemed to only know how to show people losing their faith rather than the other way around. And when religion was written in, it seemed that it was because the writers wanted an easy way to add depth.
Last week, I was praying the morning prayer of the Liturgy of the Hours, while this thought about The Walking Dead was tumbling around my mind. And then it occurred to me, or rather God told me, that what I see from the people in The Walking Dead is what people without God feel today. In the show the tragedy is pushed together in one heap that the whole world is experiencing at once, but tragedy isn’t something foreign to us here in reality.
I was filled with such compassion, and then with gratefulness for this glimpse into how people, who don’t know God, feel when tragedy hits. Rather than being irked and a little grumpy about how religion is weaved into storyline, now it just reminds me of those that are lost and need my prayers.
If you have any comments about religion and The Walking Dead, I would love to hear them.
Anyway, one thing that kept bothering me was the intentional pushing away of religion, in particular, Christianity. The show, particularly through the first couple seasons, was filled with despair and hopelessness while the writers seemed to only know how to show people losing their faith rather than the other way around. And when religion was written in, it seemed that it was because the writers wanted an easy way to add depth.
Last week, I was praying the morning prayer of the Liturgy of the Hours, while this thought about The Walking Dead was tumbling around my mind. And then it occurred to me, or rather God told me, that what I see from the people in The Walking Dead is what people without God feel today. In the show the tragedy is pushed together in one heap that the whole world is experiencing at once, but tragedy isn’t something foreign to us here in reality.
I was filled with such compassion, and then with gratefulness for this glimpse into how people, who don’t know God, feel when tragedy hits. Rather than being irked and a little grumpy about how religion is weaved into storyline, now it just reminds me of those that are lost and need my prayers.
If you have any comments about religion and The Walking Dead, I would love to hear them.