I have to admit, I was a little giddy when I found out “Fuller House” was going to be a reality.
I grew up with Full House, and because I was the same age as “DJ” on the show, I always had a special connection with the issues she faced.
My family watches Full House on television every evening. My kids can name every character on the show, and they can still relate to the issues brought up in each episode. Sure, some episodes are goofy, and my kids cannot get past some of the clothes they wore, but for the most part, they love Full House and we all look forward to watching it together.
I’ve also followed Candace Cameron Bure through the years. As a professing Christian, I was proud of many of the stands she took on moral issues. It was nice to see that someone in the spotlight could still shine a little light for Jesus.
And then she did Dancing with the Stars. I was crushed. The racy outfits, dancing seductively with a man she wasn’t married too… just so much I disagreed with. So, I “unliked” her page on Facebook, and let it go. (Thank you, Elsa.)
Then, talk of Fuller House started. The middle school girl in me got all giddy. Maybe a little too giddy, because I didn’t bother to do ANY research on the show. (Where’s the hand to the forehead emoticon?) Not having Netflix, I hurried up and subscribed, just so I could tune into the show.
I assumed it would be just like Full House. I assumed I could watch it with my kids. I assumed it would be the next family show we would all love watching.
I assumed wrong. VERY WRONG.
Without any research on the show, my family sat down the night of the big premier, and set in to binge on the entire season that night. Minutes into the show, I had a feeling our plans were going to change.
We sat and watched the entire first episode as a family. I am still so ashamed of that. (Please note: this is proof that Christians are not perfect. I let MY desire to watch the show stand in the way of what I KNEW was right. And even worse, I subjected my children to it, because I wanted SO BADLY for us to love it.)
I. AM. AN. IDIOT.
Really. Sometimes, I do dumb things. Really dumb things. Like subject my husband and my pre-teen boys to “Stephanie Tanner’s” breasts hanging out of her dress through most of the episode. Sigh.
As we were watching the show, and they revealed the red dress Stephanie was going to wear to the party, I kept thinking, “There’s no way she’s really going to wear that. DJ will make her change!”
I was convinced that Candace Cameron Bure – NOT DJ Tanner – would step up and say, “No way. Not on my show. This isn’t going to happen.” Like she had a little bit of that Jesus in her, and she would make it all ok. But she never did. Stephanie wore the dress, and I sat there and let it be shown on my television.
We finished the first episode, and then we sat there in dumbfounded silence. Had I researched the show, I would have known that the show was NOT going to be kid friendly.
(Note: I read an article that the creators made the show for the adults who had grown up with Full House. Like, when we grew up, we all left our morals on the cutting room floor? Is that really what they think of today’s world? But, with the amount of “Conservative Christians” that thought Fuller House was great, I’m guessing those creators are correct.)
We turned the TV off and found other things to do that night. No mention of the show was made again…
Until the next day. All night, I had tossed and turned, begging God to forgive me for allowing that show into my home. Thanking Him that my stupidity only lasted one episode (and that was with not even knowing what any other episodes held!). When we got up the next morning, the very first thing I did was apologize to my husband. Over and over, I apologized for subjecting him to that. He kissed my forehead and told me he was just as wrong for not turning it off either. I’m thankful that he admits his faults and loves me through mine.
I spoke with a friend of mine who made it through the whole season. The things she told me made me SO glad we had shut it off and not gone on to another episode. Sex, drinking, vulgarity… I just don’t understand it. Then, I read this article that made me even more glad we didn’t continue watching. (Warning: If you are a follower of Jesus, that link will make you sad, sick, and angry. And if it does not, there’s something wrong.)
I expected so much more from the show. I expected it to be loved by my kids as much as Full House is. I never expected to be shocked and horrified by what I saw.
I think my biggest disappointment lies in Candace Cameron Bure, though. Secretly, I wonder what her brother thinks about her new show. With her “high moral standards” and her “love for Jesus,” I never, ever expected her to take part in something like this. Yes, we are all human. And, yes, we all do dumb things. (See above – and I’m certain I have many more stories I could share…) BUT, as a professing Christian in the media and all over social network outlets, I think she should be held to an even higher standard. Her role on Fuller House has set Christian women back a thousand paces. It is NOT OK to live a double standard. (Read James 3 if you need further explanation.)
The good news is, my hope is NOT in Candace Cameron Bure. My hope is in JESUS. He is the only one Who ever lived a perfect life. So, while people let us down, and while family shows are now becoming a thing of the past, I am thankful I can still trust in Jesus. And I am so thankful that He loves me… even when I do dumb things.
What are your thoughts on Fuller House? Were you as disappointed as I was?