In Defense of Miley Cyrus

It’s only been a week or so since her appearance on the MTV Video Music Awards, and much has been said about Miley Cyrus, MTV, and all the subsequent fallout from her provocative performance.

I thought I’d wait until the dust settled to cast my stone.

Her detractors are many and her defenders are few. But I’m running to jump on the bandwagon.

If I were assigned to be Miley’s public defender, here’s what I’d say in her defense…


Before you start applauding my judgement, please know this:

It doesn’t matter if you think Miley Cyrus is a courageous artist, or the worst of sinners, fallen as low as Lucifer, Son of the Morning. She has no excuse for her fall.

But then again, neither do I…

Since I’m not Holy Spirit, I’ll need to recuse myself and kick her case up to a higher court.

It doesn’t matter if I fall ever so publicly on national television, or topple in the privacy of my own heart, the Father’s judgement is the same.

And so is His response.

He weeps with me the tears of the heartbroken. And with arms open wide, He wraps me in the embrace of forgiveness. And I rise with the impossibility of grace, moving forward in the rhythm of His mercy to a place prepared long ago. A place where vision becomes reality and hope takes on the patina of new.

Consequences? Yes.

Anguish and hurt and scars? Most assuredly.

But He loved me before time began and there is Grace for every fall, a balm for every hurt, and a path through every valley.

Do you see the Father waiting in the distance?

He waits for me and He waits for you.

My pace quickens along with my heart as I see the Father begin to move.

And He’s running…running toward us all.