Zombies

I knew I shouldn't have done it, but I did and then I couldn’t stop. My son Chad was just starting an episode of The Walking Dead and I sat for “just a minute” while I finished my sandwich. The sandwich was good, but the show was better and the next thing I knew I was hooked watching the potential affects of a Zombie Apocalypse. Since then I have Netflixed all the way through Season 3 and feel like I'm becoming a Zombie trying to cram in one more episode before I go to bed.

The big question I have been pondering is, what's the draw? I mean why am I so compelled to watch humans fighting for their lives against Zombies and against other humans who don't want to become Zombies themselves? Frankly I'm not entertained by the gruesome realities of flesh eating Zombies (although there are some pretty cool scenes). What I have discovered that's drawing me into the story are people fighting for a reason to have hope in a hopeless world. Every episode is a discovery of what happens when people come together in a community that embraces life.

It reminds me of story told long ago about a people who lived in a perfect world in perfect community until something went horribly wrong. It became infected with the sin virus and that virus brought death. The virus brought death even while they were living due to the corruption of all that was good. There was a way to avoid the corruption of the virus by relying on a the work of a selfless Man, who gave up His life so that they could live. These people still exist today and gather in community regularly to  escape the “Zombie” effect by remembering the work of the selfless Man and learning to live more like Him. And the more they all learn to live this way, the more their hope increases in spite of the devastation around them.

Sound familiar?

“Wake up, sleeper, rise from the dead, and Christ will shine on you.” - Ephesians 5:14

But we all know that Zombies aren’t real, right?