Is It Wrong to Love Horror Movies as a Christian?
Spoiler alert: this isn’t one of those nice, neat blog posts with a bow on top. This is the weird, messy, spiritually twitchy one. So if you’ve ever secretly watched The Conjuring and then Googled “does liking horror open the door to demons,” you’re exactly where you need to be. It started, as most questionable habits do, innocently enough. A Friday night. Popcorn. Netflix. Just me and the flickering blue light of some haunted house movie I probably shouldn’t name. I remember sitting there frozen under a blanket, not because I was cold, but because I’d heard that sound. You know the one. The sudden violin screech. The “Don’t go into the basement, why are you like this?” kind of sound. I was simultaneously scared out of my mind and wildly entertained. And then, out of nowhere, the guilt wave. Like. Wait. Should I even be watching this? The Christian-Horror Dilemma No One Talks About There’s a part of me that loves darkness. Not in the worship the devil kind of way, just... the storyt...