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About me: Conservative Christian wife and mom of 2 hard working millennials. Ex systems analyst, ex pianist who's starting over at 63. Fibromyalgia got me 31 years ago but I'm still fighting. Married 40 years to my best friend. Can be a bit sarcastic ๐
I saw The Chosen for the first time yesterday at a friendโs house and I could not even sit through it. Within minutes, I had to stop. It was not reverence that filled that room but something hollow, something that mocked the weight of Scripture. What I saw was not the Christ of the Bible, but a commercialized, man-made idol dressed in emotions and dialogue designed to please the world.
The Christ of Scripture is not casual. He is holy. He is not confused, playful, or unsure of His mission. He is the eternal Word who said, โBefore Abraham was, I AMโ (John 8:58). But The Chosen gives you a Christ who fits into the worldโs comfort, not the Christ who confronts the worldโs sin. It paints a Jesus who blends into crowds He once scattered by His very presence. It turns the Lion of Judah into a sentimental character for binge-watching comfort.
This is not art. It is distortion. It is what happens when men try to make Christ appealing to flesh rather than piercing to the heart. The Bible never needed creative editing or emotional music to reveal His glory. The Word of God stands alone, sharper than any two-edged sword (Hebrews 4:12). Faith comes not by watching, but by hearing the Word of Christ (Romans 10:17).
The tragedy of The Chosen is that it deceives millions into thinking they know Jesus, while feeding them a version that Scripture never describes. It replaces divine majesty with human sympathy. It makes Jesus a performer, the apostles side characters, and the Gospel a script. Itโs not evangelism but plain idolatry.
If The Chosen made you open your Bible, then actually reading your Bible will make you close The Chosen. Because once your eyes are opened to the true Christ... the One who commands demons, silences storms, and lays down His life not for applause but for atonement; you will never again mistake entertainment for revelation.
The real Christ doesnโt need a camera. He reigns. He speaks. He saves. And when you see Him as He truly is, no actorโs face can ever take His place.