Coming back to my hometown today, I couldn’t help but remember what I was like in high school. I can remember once in about 10th grade hearing Bill Gothard speak on the evils of rock music at his seminar. For whatever reason, I decided he had some good points, went home, and started giving away CDs. After giving away one or two, however, I decided that if I should not be listening to them, no one else should, either, so I thought it would be better if I threw them all away. Not only that, but living outside the city limits deemed it necessary that we dispose of our own trash apart from the garbage truck, so a lot of it was burned. So into the fire went my CDs. Mind you, this was not exactly death metal we’re talking about here. I am talking about girlie high school/junior high stuff like NSync, Backstreet Boys, 98 Degrees, etc. I do believe that the hardest thing I had in there was some Ricky Martin. Now, all of that stuff probably SHOULD have been burned, mind you, but not for the reasons I did it. . .

Despite all that, I turned out relatively normal. Well, if you consider a young, divorced, liberal nerd with ADD relatively normal. Occasionally, you might even hear Enrique Iglesia’s “Hero” blaring defiantly from my iPod.

Tags: Bill Gothard, Christianity, fundamentalism, music, religion

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