…the gospel of the chocolate factory.

At the risk of sounding like a proponent of moralistic therapeutic deism, I must say that I was still very encouraged by the messages in the movie, “Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory” with my children. We were watching the old version, so it wasn’t as creepy as the Johnny Depp version. And yes, I know that the Johnny Depp version is closer to the book, blah, blah, blah. It still looks creepy. The old version focuses on the character of the children that accompany Charlie into the factory and I was astonished as to the way they were addressed as well as the offenses they committed that brought about their rebuke from the tiny employees of the factory. The children were chided for watching too much television, gluttony, “being a brat”, and chewing gum. Wow. Chewing gum was an offense worth rebuking. The thing I noticed about this movie was my identification with the characters. Most likely, when all of us watch this movie, we identify ourselves with Charlie. The kid who isn’t totally innocent, but has a pure heart and ends up winning in the end.

The reality is that none of us are Charlie. None of us are essentially good with a few blemishes on our record. All of us are wicked brats screaming, “I WANT IT NOW!” The gospel is a glorious truth about a generous king saving spoiled, wicked brats. Thanks be to God(Romans 5:6-8).

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