From the title of this piece, I’ve probably already angered someone. But I’m not here to make you happy with my controversial opinion. So go ahead and condemn me to hell, but give me a second to explain.
My husband and I recently went with some church friends to the movie Fireproof. We’ve been going to dollar movies and drive-ins for a while now, and no one told me we’d be paying ten bucks each to see this thing. But supposedly it’d be worth it, so we choked out the money, sat in the most uncomfortable seats in the world, bought the most expensive popcorn in the world, and watched.
Fireproof stars Kirk Cameron and Erin Bethea as a married couple on the verge of divorce. Cameron plays firefighter Caleb Holt, a hero to everyone but his wife. In the course of two hours, Holt saves some teens from a crash, gets saved himself, then turns around and saves his marriage.
I’ll be honest. I was expecting to see an extremely unrealistic, Jesus-loves-me-on-the-surface, happy-ending film that would leave me bitter and empty. Some of that turned out to be true, but Fireproof had good production values, dealt with honest addictions and heartache, and gave great advice to married couples who are struggling to make it through. It’s an inspiring movie for people everywhere.
Except that’s where the problem lies. The people watching these entertaining, screen-friendly biblical principles are not the ones who really need to be. Most of the people in the theatre last Friday night came with a church group.
Don’t get me wrong; all married couples, Christian or not, need a boost, or rather a big kick in the pants, now and again. And there are plenty of Christian marriages on the verge of divorce. I really hope the movie inspires these people to treat one another in the way the Bible instructs us. And if that’s the audience that Fireproof was hoping to hit, they did a great job.