The "truth is stranger than fiction" series goes on: the following comes verbatim from the weekly newsletter from Youth Specialties:
Got this, uh, interesting request from The Learning Channel:
* Looking for PASTOR/MINISTER/PREACHER for TLC REALITY SERIES!
* Looking ASAP for PASTOR/MINISTER/PREACHER for award-winning tv reality series, FAKING IT, airing on THE LEARNING CHANNEL (home of "Junkyard Wars", "Trading Spaces")
* MALE or FEMALE. Preferably single. Preferably age 21-35.
* Person selected will be FAKING IT in a new profession that producers choose.
* FAKER will be living with MENTOR for ONE MONTH.
* ***MUST BE AVAILABLE TO SHOOT OCTOBER 6 - OCTOBER 31***
* AGAIN, MUST BE AVAILABLE TO TAKE OFF THE ENTIRE PERIOD of OCTOBER 6 - OCTOBER 31
* We would provide round trip transportation to LAS VEGAS where this episode is being taped
* We would provide a weekly food allowance for the month - $250/week
* We will compensate for missing a month of work - $1000.
* When applicable your Church would receive international exposure by being featured as a part of your show!
* Background check required for Fakers and Mentors.
* Begins shooting this Fall. Begins airing January 2004.
There are so many ways to respond to this, i don't even know where to begin. I wonder how many people in normal (non-showbiz) life are genuinely called by God to ministry, but for various reasons are "faking it" in some other line of work (without the benefits of a trip to Las Vegas, a weekly food allowance, and "international exposure")?
9:54:13 AM # comment  trackback 
I found this story while browsing a weblog that was linked to mine:
There are several messages behind the ironic humor here. Apparently the dumpster diver was actually looking for women's magazines, not food. The picture of going through the trash to find information somehow reminded me of Jesus' story of the Pearl of Great Price. I'm often slow to seek further knowledge of God's Kingdom even though it's conveniently located in a book, an arm's length away on my shelf. In this era of data smog, it's no longer the information that's scarce, but my motivation to pursue it, the discernment to separate what's trash from what matters, and the discipline to pay attention to it.
I was taking the trash out to the quite-overflowing dumpster behind our apartment building, and came across a woman doing some dumpster diving.
We both played it nonchalant- I said good morning, she said hello.
She pulled out a copy of Oprah Magazine out of the heap, and said...
"Who reads this trash?"
9:18:06 AM # comment  trackback 
Copyright 2004 sean boisen
Theme Design by Bryan Bell