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Winter 2006 AMY GRANT Raise your right hand if the explosion of reality television shows has made you question the sanity of humanity. If you're like me, after losing precious hours of Monday night viewing time glued to the escapades of an awkwardly handsome bachelor and his giddily hopeful bachelorettes, only to learn that Mr. Right has dumped the winning gal you have grown ridiculously attached to, the once agonizing task of helping your teenage son with his chemistry homework suddenly feels intensely, even urgently fulfilling. Far be it for me to assume that you can really fall in love in front of America and hope to stay together, but for those of us addicted to happy endings, it's an alluring concept, and more than a little bothersome when it fails to work. And what's with eating bugs, anyway? It's bad enough that we occasionally have to watch people gagging on slimy, slippery worms that slither past their lips as they struggle to win a million dollars and barely "survive." I suppose that sitting at home with your feet up, eating your cheesy pizza and drinking your ice-cold soda while watching an emaciated group of your fellow once-indulgent citizens whining and scrounging for dirty foodstuffs on a remote island can be rather entertaining. But what maniac came up with the idea of shoving insects and small rodents into people's mouths or covering their bodies with buckets of them on dark Hollywood sound stages? Has anyone thought about the fact that these rats and mice and worms and centipedes that have been crammed into tanks and shoved into contestants' trembling mouths on a popular fear-related show might have had a life they were tending to before being scooped up for our torturous entertainment? Does it occur to anyone making or watching these types of shows that these creatures are actually ALIVE? Hello people…this is not the middle ages, and animals—even bugs—may be helpless, but they are fellow beings who couldn't possibly appreciate being sacrificed for our greed. Ooops. I think I just fell into a rant. I'm just about done, except to say that animals aside, seeing man pitted against man on the big screen in the sanctity of my home, with all the machinations involved, is giving me the creeps. Whether watching couples as they're openly tempted to cheat on one another (the basis for one show), or viewing the lengths to which some people will go in the kill-or-be-killed competition inspired by a major mogul, I'm wondering what my grandma, if she were still alive, would think. I bet she'd sit back with a sigh and say, "Well, honey. I sure hope that anyone who bullies bugs, animals, or people can handle it if and when the meek really do inherit the earth.” Thankfully, turning on the tube on a recent Friday night has done wonders to lessen my disdain and renew my hope in the power of television, as lovable and sometimes meek, ill, or recently unfortunate townspeople are granted their hearts' greatest wishes (with football stadiums and parking lots overflowing with well wishers cheering them on). Although I still have a few reality-show favorites, for sure (Starting Over, for starters—as seen in our Spring issue—and anything related to helping pets, making cooking more palatable, or gifting poor people sparkling new homes), I wasn't anticipating the emotional shift I was to experience with NBC's latest feel-good programming. In fact, I resisted even the temptation to tune in to Three Wishes—hosted by the five-time Grammy-winning singer/songwriter, Amy Grant. I now thank God that I'm an Amy Grant fan (who especially adored her '91 album, "Heart in Motion," the song, "Baby Baby" and her triple platinum "Home for Christmas"), or I may not have taken the time to tune in at all. And now that I'm feeling so thankful, I thank God that NBC had the foresight to air such a truly remarkable show! The concept of Three Wishes is not an entirely new one. People with money, power, connections and hearts full of enthusiasm (i.e. the production show staff) swoop into town to help some extremely deserving folks. The difference here, however, is in the number of storylines—at least three—and the artful way in which the stories are told and the bigness of the way they're executed. Coming to a Wish Tent in the middle of town, we follow some extraordinary men, women and children through their life stories and wishes wished, until each situation culminates in a seemingly magical conclusion. It's all just astounding, really. And, it's not just me saying so, either. Entertainment Weekly named Three Wishes one of five "favorite new fall shows," and exclaimed that it leaves viewers "beaming about the basic goodness of humankind," and The Parents Television Council said that this show is "the best example yet of the positive potential of reality TV." Wow. Let me just warn you, though, that if you cry at Hallmark commercials and graduations, you're going to need a box full of tissues for this show. But your puffy eyes and red nose will be more than worth the sheer glee and elation you feel about the human race and the world in general once the credits roll. After just having the pleasure of sitting down to a wonderful chat with Amy, who's the show's star host, I can see why she's at the helm of the Three Wishes. Amy is as down-to-earth, spiritual, and kind as they come—just as she is on camera and on her records. Without making you feel guilty or wrong about who you are, she just naturally makes you want to be a better person by her example—both in the way she communicates (man, I tried so hard not to swear in front of her!) and in her humility, as you'll see… I start off asking Amy about the two biggest miracles of her life, to which she replies, "Oh my goodness. It would probably depend on the category. From a career standpoint, the first one would be that I ever got a record deal in the first place." Amy was only 16 when she was first signed by a Christian label after a friend heard a demo tape she had just made for her parents. It's been nearly three decades since, and she still can't quite make sense of it all. "That was so baffling and mind boggling. I felt like my life personified the bible story of the little boy bringing an offering of his lunch who wound up serving over 5,000 people, with some left over. I always felt that I came with a minimal amount of raw talent. And yet there was enough to go around, and even some to spare. "In my personal life, the biggest miracle would be that in the midst of a very busy working life, I have made my children a priority, and somehow followed through with that commitment. My secret is plenty of sleep deprivation!" she says with a laugh. Faith-filled Beginnings "I think that for anyone who is married, the more things you have in common with that person, the easier it is," she answers. "That could be sharing a similar background; it could be a shared work ethic, or mental and emotional things like compatible thought processes and high levels of respect for each other. You can't change the fact that when you're married, you're trying to blend two individuals into one home, so it can get hard sometimes, but it's not very often that it's actually hard with Vince. The good thing is that if your heart is really in it, you feel a sense of purpose for your union even in the hard times." Knowing that Amy started her singing career as a contemporary Christian artist (the first to have a platinum record and sing at the Grammy's), I wanted to know if her divorce tested her faith. "Sure," she says. "Mostly it was tested because I hadn't yet really understood what forgiveness was about. And, because I was dealing with so much personal change. I think a lot of people don't realize that change can be such a compelling force in life. I mean, it's the thing that makes you try new things—things you would never have attempted before. Being in a 17-year marriage that crumbled and failed, in public even, was a real crisis for me, and exposed me to a great learning curve about human nature, especially my own. Forgiveness is divine, and I'm so grateful for those years. I mean, there is nothing like falling on your faith. It's the doorway to becoming a whole person. Up until that point, when you're treading water, you don't have any experience of being lifted up after drowning. Whatever tendency I had toward being judgmental just evaporated. Being lifted up, for me, made me feel so hopeful for every person, every situation." It's easy to see how someone with this mindset ended up on a show about granting wishes. I have my favorite episodes, like the one where a girl is in a massive car accident just days before her high school graduation, and the only major hope she's talked about since becoming paralyzed is wanting to graduate. The show's angelic crew not only reenacts this girl's graduation day (by building the stands and inviting her graduation class to return to the scene from their colleges across the U.S.), but through flying in the best doctors money can buy, she actually walked (a first since the accident) out of her wheelchair to receive her diploma. Dry eye in the stands? No way. You Just Never Know "The show has been one big lesson in not sweating the small stuff. Also, my base-line appreciation level has gone way up because I've seen the lives of so many people that just turned on a dime, completely beyond their control. Thankfully, my family and I are all in good health, but that could all change tomorrow morning." Missing Home We're in This Together I'm so looking forward to next Friday night. With popcorn and a box of Kleenex by my side, I'll be sniffling and sobbing and snorting with millions of other people, breathing a huge sigh of relief for the spiritual power behind some remarkable reality TV.
Linda Sivertsen—West Coast Feature Editor
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