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Be Careful Little Ears What You Hear


We turned on VidAngel to see what they had added this week and the movie Wine Country was on there. So I decided to check out the filters and as soon as I clicked on language, it turned into a silent film (the black bar is what is taken out)! 😳 250 things I didn’t want my ears to hear made this movie (even with filters) not worth it for us. 95 of those were use of blasphemy. 😔 I didn’t even get to any of the other filters and just decided to find something else.

Sometimes we become numb to what we hear and see in movies and tv shows until it’s all there, in black and white bars. I’ve looked up movies I’ve watched before and was SHOCKED at what my ears heard (even if I didn’t realize the sheer volume of profanities).

Psalm 119:37 says “Turn my eyes from looking at worthless things; and give me life in your ways.”
Philippians 4:8 says “Finally, brothers, whatever is true, whatever is honorable, whatever is just, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is commendable, if there is any excellence, if there is anything worthy of praise, think about these things.”

We need to be not only aware, but VIGILANT in protecting our ears, eyes, and minds from the things that don’t glorify God! Think about your choices. The next time you sit down to watch something, do a google search for how much profanity or nudity is in the choice you’ve selected. Pray about it. Be wise! The enemy is prowling, seeking out those he can easily devour. Don’t give the enemy not even ONE tiny foothold in your life.
You got this... and if you don’t, ask for help. GOD’s got you!

💬💛🙌🏻

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