An explanation

I spent the summer nannying a thirteen year old girl and her siblings. This young girl is wonderful and I was blessed to spend a summer with her and her family. Nevertheless, she has grown up in a culture of Hannah Montana, texting and middle school drama which has formed her to be a perfect example of the stereotypical personality of her generation. For example, when this group of human beings communicate, there is one phrase that is versatile for every possible situation they encounter; this phrase is “Oh my God.”

People of all ages use this phrase, but it was in my steady interaction with this particular age group that the phrase became increasingly disturbing to me. In every conversation with this girl, I had the guarantee of hearing the phrase, “Oh my God,” at least one time. It was not as if I had never been surrounded by this habit or it had never troubled me in the past, but the regularity of its occurrence confirmed my assumption that there is an extreme ignorance of the expression’s consequence and few people feel guilt after saying it.

A Bible study leader once painted the following picture. Throughout the day the phrase “Oh my God” makes its way up to heaven and falls upon the ears of God. Should we not counter this great injustice with the words of praise and thanksgiving for God so that He can also listen to words of love? When we overhear this expression of disrespect toward God we should challenge ourselves to focus on God and add a phrase of worship, knowing that ours will reach His ears and be pleasing to Him. This is why I say, “Blessed be God!” (…and have forced you to say it every time you arrive at this blog).