I Survived the Jule Miller filmstrips (You can too)
I was
totally surprised recently when I discovered another artifact from my childhood
still exists. This is something you would only remember if you grew up in the
Church of Christ as I did.
When I
was a child, videos were called filmstrips (or dink-dink movies). The pictures
were synchronized to the audio presentation using a tone signal to advance the
filmstrip.
The technology isn’t the important thing of
course, but it is part of the memory. My church owned a series of these filmstrips on the gospel, the church,
and related subjects. One of these was the infamous “5 steps” presentation. It
reduced the gospel to a procedure that must be obeyed precisely, or else. Yes,
we were very big on the “or else.”
There probably weren’t
many displays of John 3:16 back then. I think if we were honest, Exo 24 9-11was
our mantra. Anytime someone would question what we were doing or suggest
something new, old Nadab and Abihu would be called upon to end the challenge. The
Jule Miller filmstrips were diligent about referencing the toasted pair. You
might say they were a “hot” item.
One of the old C of C
lines was “we speak where the bible speaks and is silent where the bible is silent.
The C of C came out of the Restoration Movement aka the Stone/Campbell movement.
They were seeking to restore the pattern of the First Century church.
The problem was the First
Century church had difficulties to begin with. That should be obvious from
Corinthians and the other books of the NT. The main flaw was that restoring a
pattern is not restoring a living dynamic relationship with Christ. That is
what matters.
The early Christians came
together because it was necessary to maintain their faith and to combine their
spiritual gifts for the good of the Body. That hasn’t changed.
I remember a time when I
was criticized for attending a church that served meals after services. Yes,
this was a big thing. Standard penalty for the transgression I assume. When I mentioned
that a friend had become a Christian and I was very happy for her they looked
at me as though I had committed an unforgiveable sin. If they could see how I
have changed over the years and as a woman was finding a voice in my writing, I
am sure they would petition the Supreme Court for permission to burn me at the
stake. No doubt as they lit the fire, they would remind me that God loves me.