I do not condone Miley Cyrus’s performance the other evening. I did not even see Miley Cyrus’s twerking phenomenon because I wasn’t aware that the VMA’s were airing; that’s how little I care about pop culture; however, I couldn’t avoid the media backlash towards the popular singer the following morning all over the internet and television. My daughters also did not watch this award show because first and foremost, they were in bed, and secondly, I don’t think they were even conscious of its existence. They may or may not be aware of Miley Cyrus or Taylor Swift or Lady Gaga or whoever else is out there and while I don’t support the images that any of these women present for young girls, I also don’t support most of what is presented in the entertainment industry for children. With my three girls it is my job as their mother to teach them right from wrong, moral responsibility versus irresponsibility, and how to conduct themselves as ladies rather than appearing to be sexually aggressive and available. It is my job to affirm them positively so that they don’t reach out to an unforgiving world for any sort of attention it may offer. It is my job - not Miley Cyrus’s job, or Lady Gaga’s job, or Hannah Montana’s job, or Carrie Underwood’s, or Joyce Meyers or anyone else for that matter. It is my job and the job of the people who love and surround them on a daily basis to help shape and mold them, and it is my job to restrict the influences of those who would seek to bring them down. I don’t blame Miley Cyrus for anything having to do with my daughters because she is not a part of their lives.
All of this being said, my heart has ached for Miley Cyrus over the past few days as I watch what seems to be the entire world ripping her apart, hyenas prancing upon a proud lioness, making deep cuts through social media outlets such as Facebook, blogs, twitter, Pinterest, late night comedy, radio, television, and every single news program available around the universe. We are admonished to PRAY for our enemies, and it seems to me that Miley Cyrus has become enemy number one to many. We are not admonished to blast them to smithereens all over the internet. I can’t imagine what she is feeling right now as people, many, many people, millions of people, many Godly people, professing loudly and vocally their distain, their disapproval, and even their hatred towards this young girl, a young twenty year old girl, who has lived her entire life in the spotlight and now she is reaping the consequences of her choices in a big time way, in a larger than life way, in a World Wide way. Can you imagine what she is carrying on her shoulders right now? I know many will say that she deserves it for what she’s done but think about actions we’ve all done that we later regretted. Everyone has something or other, some gigantically worse regrets than that of walking around semi - nude, flaunting a foam hand lewdly over a man’s covered genital region. I get it, it’s bad, we all get that, but we’ve all done some horrendously bad things that we have horribly regretted later on and when we, the normal folk of the world, commit these actions we have a handful of people that we feel “hate” us in the moment and it eats us alive for a period of time. I’ve tried to imagine what she feels right now. Many believe she loves the attention, even if it is negative, but I have to believe that just like my three year olds will reach out for any sort of attention, including negative attention, what they ultimately CRAVE and NEED is positive affirmation from those closest to them, those who love them deeply, those in their family, their mom and dad.
As a blog writer I can receive 100 positive comments and it’s the one negative comment, ripping apart my credibility and my life that has me bent out of shape for a week. This is a young girl who just had millions, maybe billions of negative comments in a few days heaped upon her young shoulders for YES, a bad decision that she or her parents or her agent or producer or whomever it may have been decided upon. She messed up, period. I bet she realizes that she messed up in some way or another. I would even bet in her quietest moments, when her defenses finally have a chance to come down, she may even mourn the decisions that led her to where she is today, a twenty year old girl, scorned and ridiculed by what it probably feels like, the entire world.
She screwed up, most everyone can agree on that, but to me she seems no different than all of humanity when it boils right down to it: my family, your family, you and me. A humanity that has all messed up catastrophically in one way or another, a humanity that needs a heck of a lot of grace and mercy, a humanity all in desperate need for a Savior.
Just keep livin!!