This puts a finger on what I had felt but couldn't articulate about The Chosen. It's a good show – very creative in its storytelling – and sometimes brings dimensions of the Gospels into new light. But I wonder at what expense?

It's kind of like how after seeing the Harry Potter movies I could "see" the book characters in my mind's eye the same way, and I mourned that loss. I would hope that the same thing isn't happening when I watch the chosen. It doesn't seem to be, but there is a risk.