When I drive, I listen to music. I have my car tuned to about ten stations and push the buttons until there is a song I like. When a commercial comes on, I switch stations. Not interested in what someone is pitching. I might listen to the traffic report, maybe the weather, but I seek music.
I have friends and family who listen to talk radio. Personally, I think they’re crazy. Why would I want to listen to some guy’s, some lady’s opinion on . . . ? It’s even worse during an election year. And it doesn’t even have to be a big election at that. Even just a local election with a few national spots thrown in.
They harangue. They nag. They distort. They color the facts. They knock down, belittle, denigrate.
They lie! (I know . . . that comes as a shock to many of you. Didn’t mean to burst your bubble. Sorry about that.)
There are times I marvel at those who tune into hatred, to disrespect, to intolerance. Stations even pay a salary to those who purport these sentiments, these attitudes, these feelings. There are those companies who sponsor these individuals who spout these beliefs.
Sort of sad, really. Okay. Maybe a lot sad, really.
I think of the Bible story about John The Baptist. Tough guy to listen to. Not necessarily likeable. Not a guy many would gravitate to. Legend has it he wore the skin of an animal and ate locusts dipped in honey. Hmmm . . . not necessarily my kind of guy. Don’t know that I’d tune my radio to his station.
Then we have that Other Guy. The Guy who talked about loving your neighbor as yourself. The Guy who talked about peacemakers, the humble, the poor. The Guy who wanted the children to come to Him.
I think we have a tendency to seek out those who speak on our behalf, who give credence to our beliefs, be them right or wrong, good or bad or evil, tolerant or intolerant, accepting or rejecting.
My dad had a saying: “Garbage in, garbage out!” A lot of truth in that, I think.
I think if we seek out those who preach intolerance, who preach indifference, who preach hatred and distortion, we become those same individuals. How can we not? “Garbage in, garbage out!”
And, if we seek those who preach acceptance, who preach kindness, who preach tolerance and belonging, isn’t there the possibility . . . the probability . . . of becoming those same individuals? Perhaps, “Goodness in, goodness out!”
If we surround ourselves with those who preach negativity, don’t we become like them? Don’t we become them? Wouldn’t it be better . . . wouldn’t it make the world better . . . our lives better . . . if we surrounded ourselves with positive people?
So . . .
I’m wondering what you’re listening to today. Tomorrow. Next week. What is your station set to? What is The Voice You Listen To? What is it you wish to become? What is it you wish your children to become? Garbage? Goodness? What is The Voice You Listen To? Something to think about . . .