Hey, Christian Beyonce fans:
I’m sure you know why I’m writing this. Over the weekend, Ms. Sasha-Fierce-JuJu-Queen-Bee herself released a new album titled “Lemonade,” which was hailed as “beautiful,” “inspiring” and “brilliant” within about eight seconds of hitting iTunes and the shelves at your local Walmart. I guess that’s because so many music critics are groupies in her sycophantic fanbase, so it’s only natural they would approve of her latest steaming pile of garbage, er, music, before they’ve even taken the time to listen to it. As expected, news of the album has been trending all over social media since last Friday and has been the highlight of almost every entertainment media venue in the country. I’m shocked President Obama didn’t invite her to perform at the White House, seeing as how he promotes her as a good role model for girls. I usually don’t pay much attention to the secular pop music culture, but when raunchy photos of Beyonce in her underwear are plastered all over Facebook and Twitter, it’s pretty much impossible to avoid knowing about her latest artistic accomplishment, which includes some beautiful and inspiring lyrics like these:
Who the f*ck do you think I is?
You ain’t married to no average b***h boy
You can watch my fat ass twist boy
As I bounce to the next d*ck boy
And keep your money, I got my own
Get a bigger smile on my face, being alone
Bad motherf*****, God complex
Motivate your ass call me Malcolm X
Yo operator, or innovator
F*** you hater, you can’t recreate her no
You’ll never recreate her no, hero
He trying to roll me up, I ain’t picking up
Heading to the club, I ain’t thinking ‘bout you
Me and my ladies sip my D’USSE cup
I don’t give a f***, chucking my deuces up
Suck on my b*lls, pause, I had enough
I ain’t thinking ‘bout you
I ain’t thinking ‘bout
Middle fingers up, put them hands high
Wave it in his face, tell him, boy, bye
Tell him, boy, bye, middle fingers up
I ain’t thinking ‘bout you
Oh, and these too:
Y’all haters corny with that illuminati mess
Paparazzi, catch my fly, and my cocky fresh
I’m so reckless when I rock my Givenchy dress (stylin)
I’m so possessive so I rock his Roc necklaces
Oh yeah, baby, oh yeah, I, ohhhhh, oh, yes, I like that
I did not come to play with you hoes, haha
I came to slay, b***h
I like cornbread and collard greens, b***h
Oh, yes, you besta believe it
Keep in mind these are from the album that the The New Yorker is praising as “a revelation of spirit.” (A demonic spirit, maybe?) Let’s just be mature and honest adults here for a minute. Regardless of what you might think of Beyonce as a person, you have to admit this is some rather incoherent and vulgar gibberish. Words like “epic” and “masterpiece” and “stunning” and “legendary” really seem to be a stretch when it comes to describing this stuff. Personally, I’d use adjectives like mundane, trite, filthy, disgusting, boring and stupid. And I don’t mean stupid like in the comedic-silly-slapstick-Three-Stooges-Charlie-Chaplin sort of way. I mean it more along the lines of dull, mind-numbing, makes-you-want-to-bash-your-head-against-a-wall-until-your-brain-falls-out sort of way.
Anyway, I don’t expect any of this to resonate with nonbelievers, so I honestly won’t even waste my time addressing that demographic. Most of those folks have made up their minds to remain infatuated with the Pagan Goddess of Pop and there’s really no debating with them. But, over the weekend, I’ve seen many self-professing Christians — even a few who I know personally — expressing unfettered excitement over the release of this piece of crap, er, album. I’ve seen post after post on Facebook and Twitter from Christians teens, college students and grown adults who, if I didn’t know any better, I’d say were dancing (or twerking) in the streets or launching fireworks in celebration of this verbal poop, er, music. So, I’d like to speak directly to you for a minute. Just a warning though: I have no intentions of holding back with my thoughts and suggestions here, so if you’re offended by that or offended by the Word of God, feel free to exit your browser.
Now, back to the lyrics I listed above. I would defy any of you to explain to me how messages like using sex for revenge, flipping the bird as an expression of empowerment, finding your identity in money and possessions or f***ing a b***h up are even remotely worth your time, your attention, your money or worthy of consumption or, more importantly, inline with God’s standards for believers. I guess eating cornbread and collard greens isn’t such bad advice, unless you’re as picky as I am, then you might find it as utterly offensive as I do.
Of course, I know what many of you are thinking. In fact, it’s a response I’ve already encountered this week: “But, Josh, I only listen to her clean music. I don’t listen to her bad stuff. Some of it is, like, so inspirational and fun! So it’s really ok and harmless.” This has to be one of the most naive and altogether ridiculous arguments I’ve ever heard. That’s like a married man saying he only goes to the neighborhood strip club because he likes their beer. This doesn’t negate the fact that he’s still risking the sins of lust or infidelity, not to mention funding the debauchery of the strip club by purchasing their drinks. It’s like the folks who donate to Planned Parenthood because they offer STD testing and mammograms. This doesn’t negate the fact that these folks are funding grotesque abortions and contributing to the emotional, psychological and spiritual abuse of women and the murdering of innocent children. If you’re downloading Beyonce’s “clean” songs on iTunes or rushing to Target to buy her CD, you’re literally financing and supporting a woman who dresses like an upscale stripper, paid homage to the Black Panthers with her Super Bowl performance, and markets her degrading and highly sexualized messages to girls as young as 13 and 14-years-old. Is this the sort of person God would want you to finance and support?
So, three closing points:
First, it should go without saying, but apparently it must be said: God wants us to honor Him with our money:
Honor the Lord with your wealth, and the rest fruits from all your crops." Proverbs 3:9
This isn’t just about tithing at church, although that’s important and biblical as well, it’s also about spending your money wisely and on things that honor God and/or things that don’t conflict with Scriptural principles and His will for your life. I feel quite confident in saying that throwing your money away on a woman who encourages girls to “bounce to the next d*ck” isn’t exactly Christ-honoring. The fact that you’re only listening to her “clean” or “edited” music is completely irrelevant.
Secondly, for those of you who are listening to her explicit music (or are tempted to listen to it):
Finally, brethren, whatever is true, whatever is honorable, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is of good repute, if there is any excellence and if anything worthy of praise, dwell on these things. The things you have learned and received and heard and seen in me, practice these things, and the God of peace will be with you.” — Philippians 4:8
Here, I also feel quite confident in saying that there is absolutely nothing true, honorable, right, pure, lovely or good about Beyonce’s music or Beyonce herself. The poor woman — who sings about being covered in a guy’s bodily fluids (“He Monica Luwinski’d all on my gown”) — is in desperate need of psychological and spiritual counseling. If anything, we should be praying for this woman to come to Christ, fall to her knees and beg His forgiveness and then turn her life around for His glory.
Finally, we’re called to be imitators of God:
Therefore be imitators of God, as beloved children, and walk in love, just as Christ also loved you…But immorality or any impurity or greed must not even be named among you, as is proper among the saints; and there must be no filthiness and silly talk, or coarse jesting, which are not fitting, but rather giving of thanks…Let no one deceive you with empty words, for because of these things the wrath of God comes upon the sons of disobedience. Therefore do not be partakers with them; for you were formally in darkness, but now you are Light in the Lord; walk as children of Light, trying to learn what is pleasing to the Lord. Do not participate in the unfruitful deeds of darkness, but instead even expose them…” — Ephesians 5:1-11
Somehow I doubt that, were Christ walking the earth in the flesh today, He would have Beyonce’s music in His iPod, jamming out to lyrics like: “Going through your call list / I don’t wanna lose my pride / but I’ma f*** me up a b**ch. / Know that I kept it sexy, and know I kept it fun.”
The hard truth is that Christians listening to Beyonce’s music have indeed been “deceived by empty words.” They’ve sacrificed their Christian beliefs and values and made excuses for "participating in the unfruitful deeds of darkness.”
Sorry, but I think it’s time to “expose” those “deeds of darkness.” Well, actually, I’m not sorry. Why? Because I believe you’re all smart enough to not listen to Beyonce and to not support her deranged, sinful agenda. You’re not experiencing or gaining any sort of inspiration. You’re supporting a wicked ideology, whether you’re conscious of it or not.
And I believe you’re better than that. Now, for the sake of your spiritual life and your walk with the Lord, live like you are.
Thanks for listening.
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