Wednesday, March 22, 2006

The Power of the Cross

I’ve shared some of the work of Stuart Townend and Keith Getty with you before. These two young men have committed themselves to writing hymns that link us to our history as a church while still connecting strongly with the world that needs to know Christ. There is too much of the “we don’t want any of that __________ (you fill in the blank) in worship” attitude on all sides of the worship war that it is becoming more and more difficult to cultivate community among the body of Christ. I thought it was hard 10 years ago. It appears to be more difficult now, and it will not improve without intentional effort from within the body of Christ.

Part of the problem is that we all want it our way. “Contemporary” worshipers don’t want stuff that feels too old. “Traditional” worshipers don’t want stuff that feels too unfamiliar. “Emerging” worshipers don’t want anything that feels too much like the late-1990s or earlier. “Post-modern” worshipers don’t want anything that feels too uh … um … hmmm … easily defined, I guess. There are even more labels, but I think you get the idea. We are so wrapped up in ourselves, whatever the label we take, that we don’t even think about what it will take to welcome someone else and seek to assimilate them into our community of faith. Why not? Perhaps it’s because we know that adding new people to any group means that things will change.

Tonight I’m introducing a new hymn (see opposite side) recently written by Townend and Getty. I read recently that they took some 9 months to write it … laboring over what to say and how to say it in the hymn. The quality of their work, though contemporary, flies in the face of the erroneous assumption that contemporary worship music is all insipid, thoughtless ditties hastily written and poorly thought out. I have heard this assumption of late, and every time I hear someone say it I want desperately to cry out, “You’re wrong!” I want to say the same thing when others say that hymns are a thing of the past. Both assumptions are wrong, narrow-minded, and ill-informed.

As Keith Getty wrote about their goals for the hymn, the first thing he said he and Stuart Townend wanted to achieve was “an opportunity to remember His sufferings.” In Getty’s words:

So many of the ancient traditions of the church allowed us time to meditate on the cross – through silence, repentance and pardon in liturgy, laments. What about us today – do we forget to really remember? In remembering His sufferings we contemplate just what it took to accomplish our salvation.
Getty and Townend have committed themselves to providing the church with hymns that connect us to the past and help us express our faith in the present. I was told that they give permission to anyone to copy this hymn for worship. I want to meet these guys some day to thank them.

That’s enough to think about for now … (hymn follows)

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Oh to see the dawn of the darkest day:
Christ on the road to Calvary.
Tried by sinful men, torn and beaten, then
Nailed to a cross of wood.
This the power of the cross:
Christ became sin for us.
Took the blame, bore the wrath,
We stand forgiven at the cross.
Oh to see the pain written on Your face,
Bearing the awesome weight of sin.
Ev'ry bitter thought, ev'ry evil deed
Crowning Your bloodstained brow.
This the power of the cross ...
Now the daylight flees, now the ground beneath
Quakes as its maker bows his head.
Curtain torn in two, dead are raised to life.
"Finished!" the vict'ry cry.
This the power of the cross ...
Oh to see my name written in the wounds,
For through Your suff'ring I am free.
Death is crushed to death, life is mine to live,
Won through Your selfless love!
This the power of the cross:
Son of God slain for us.
What a name, what a cost,
We stand forgiven at the cross.

Tuesday, March 21, 2006

Strength and Love

Sunday night (OK, it was technically Monday morning) I had one of those wakeful spells that hit me occasionally when things are a little harried in my life. I don’t know what in particular it was that woke me. There’s a huge list of possibilities … and I really thought about boring you with them but thought better of it after a few minutes.

I don’t know what you do when the middle-of-the-night wake-ups come. Sometimes I can get back to sleep just by breathing slowly and consistently. I tried that, but it just wouldn’t work. So I got up and began reading my Bible. (Just in case you’re wondering, I’m not usually that spiritual about things. I usually go downstairs and watch something inane on TV, which sleep experts say is the worst thing to do.)

Years ago I read that Billy Graham made it a practice to read 5 Psalms and one chapter of Proverbs each morning. The 150 Psalms and 31 chapters of Proverbs make a pretty nice monthly devotional regimen. I’ve tried it from time to time, but never with any consistency. Rather than just opening the Bible at random, I decided to go with Graham’s schedule. Monday being the 13th, I read Psalms 61-65 and noticed something in Psalm 62 that had escaped me before. The NIV translates that passage a little better than the NASV I grew up reading.

One thing God has spoken,
two things have I heard:
that you, O God, are strong,
and that you, O Lord, are loving.
~ (Ps. 62:11-12a, NIV)


Think on that a minute. As a young child, I thought my Daddy Jim (maternal grandfather … 6’4”, size 15 shoes) was bigger and stronger than anyone else in the world. But whenever I saw him I always ran to his arms because I knew he loved me. That leads me to a spiritual truth. To know only the strength of God would lead us to fear. To know the love of God would tempt us to complacency. God’s strength – combined with His love – leads us to worship.

I wondered why that passage caught my attention so, but had I not read that passage in the wee hours of the morning on Monday, things that I encountered later in the day would have been more difficult to deal with. With a fresh reminder of God’s strength and God’s love on my mind, I did OK … not great, but OK.

That’s enough to think about for now …

Wednesday, March 08, 2006

The Road We Travel

Earlier this week I ran across a quote from Thomas Merton. Merton (1915 – 1968) was a writer and Trappist monk at Our Lady of Gethsemani Abbey in Kentucky. While I have never been there, I am familiar with the Gethsemani Abbey from my seminary years in Louisville. Here’s what Merton wrote (emphases added to aid readability):

My Lord God, I have no idea where I am going. I do not see the road ahead of me. I cannot know for certain where it will end. Nor do I really know myself, and the fact that I think I am following Your will does not mean that I am actually doing so. BUT, I believe that the desire to please You does in fact please You. And I hope I have that desire in all that I am doing. I hope that I will never do anything apart from that desire. And I know that, if I do this, You will lead me by the right road, though I may know nothing about it. Therefore I will trust You always though I may seem to be lost in the shadow of death. I will not fear, for You are ever with me, and You will never leave me to face my perils alone.

How comforting and encouraging! Many times we don’t have a clue where we’re going and we have to trust that God is leading us even when we can’t see, hear, or feel His presence. Sometimes we have to give up all that we thought we knew before in order to continue to follow God. Sometimes we thought we knew where we were going only to find that we ended up somewhere else by God’s hand. I wish the road were easier to navigate, but if it were, why would be need to rely on God’s leadership?

Case in point: me. I entered college thinking that God was leading me to major in Electrical Engineering. When calculus and chemistry (sorry, Dr. Gouge) proved too challenging for my 18-year-old brain, I changed my major to Speech Communication (I was going to use the EE in broadcasting, anyway). My studies were OK and I made decent grades, but they left my heart cold. Another change of major (and transfer from Auburn to Samford) led me to my heart (and to my soul-mate as well). Bottom line: At first I thought God was leading one way – and I had some wonderful experiences and made some wonderful friends along that way whose contribution to my spiritual growth was invaluable. In the end, I wound up somewhere vastly different from where I thought I was going at the start … but God’s hand was in all of it.
That’s enough to think about for now …

Monday, March 06, 2006

Found this prayer from Thomas Merton on Brandon Scott Thomas's blog this afternoon. I'll probably think about it and write about it some time in the future ... or not. I'll hand-write it in my old journal at least. Handbells in 25 minutes ... hope everyone shows up. Frustrating when they don't.

My Lord God, I have no idea where I am going.I do not see the road ahead of me. I cannot know for certainwhere it will end. Nor do I really know myself, and the fact that I think I am following Your will does not mean that I am actually doing so. BUT, I believe that the desire to please You does in fact please You. And I hope I have that desire in all that I am doing. I hope that I will never do anything apart from that desire. And I know that, if I do this, You will lead me by the right road, though I may know nothing about it. Therefore I will trust You always though I may seem to be lost in the shadow of death. I will not fear,
for You are ever with me, and You will never leave me to face my perils
alone.

Sacramentis offline

It is with sadness that I mark the passing of one of the sites I linked to. Sacramentis was a great resource for people wanting to stay current in how societal trends impact how we do worship. For those wishing to lead the church out of a cocooning trend in which we are prone to ignore culture ... or out of an imitation trend in which we simply mimic culture ... into a tranformative model, Sacramentis was tremendously useful. Sadly, the resources once provided (articles and essays on theology and philosophy of worship) are no longer. Here is the current content of Sacramentis.com

Sacramentis has been a pioneer site on worship and culture for seven years. From the beginning, it has been a gathering spot for the best worship resources available. Sacramentis has also been a place where church leaders could go deeper into what classic Christian worship is and does, and where they could re-imagine worship for communities where church-going is no longer the norm. From your letters of support and encouragement, it seems we were able to accomplish these two goals. For that, we are grateful.

We regret that our site has been down for so long and apologize for any inconvenience this has caused you. We had hoped to put Sacramentis back on the web this month, and had been working toward that end. However, we have simply come to realize that it is time to move on. Sacramentis still believes strongly that corporate worship is central to the life and vitality of the Church. But we have become convinced that the primary meeting place with our unchurched friends is now outside the church building. Worship must finally become, as Paul reminds us, more life than event. (Romans 12:1,2)

To this end, Sally Morgenthaler and the rest of the Sacramentis team will be focusing on the radically different kind of leadership it will take to transform our congregations from destinations to conversations, from services to service, and from organization to organism.

We have valued our community with you these past seven years. Your support has been integral to keeping Sacramentis vital and responsive to the shifting needs of congregations in the midst of worship change. We can’t thank you enough for your friendship, and for your own pioneering work in thousands of congregations across the U.S. and around the globe.

Sacramentis may be ending, but the crucial work of connecting people with God continues. We invite you to continue the conversation as we explore what new-world leadership looks like at its best.

Please visit us at our new home: trueconversations.com. (Launching in 2006).


Prayerfully hoping that the new site is as thought-provoking and helpful as the old. If it is ... look for a link (if I can remember how to do that on my blog).

Friday, March 03, 2006

What’s on My Mind

A teacher I’ve been listening to recently cautioned about trying to do ministry in a situation where all you had time or energy to pray for was for rescue. I feel a little like a bobsledder careening down an unfamiliar track. Yes, I’m praying for rescue … but at least I’m praying. I long for time to be alone with God … to listen for His voice … but the urgent keeps getting in the way of the important. Have I had opportunities to do this that I have failed to take? Probably.
Normally I try to keep the weekly Musings column only marginally personal. Sometimes, however, the personal thoughts in my mind crowd out everything else. More and more lately, people have come up to me and said, “You look a bit preoccupied.” They are right. I am preoccupied. So what is on my mind now?

  • Benjamin spent a few hours at the doctor’s office yesterday for a glucose tolerance test and blood work. His blood sugar level is slightly above normal, but not dangerously so. We’re concerned, but not alarmed. We’ll know more in a few days when we go back for follow-up. Until then, I’m wondering …
  • Taylor is only weeks away from getting his learner’s permit. I have to teach him how to drive. AAAAAGH! Despite a visual-spatial learning disability, I know he’ll catch on eventually. Until then, I’m wondering …
  • The sanctuary should be physically ready for occupation before the weekend, but we will not occupy it for worship for a few more weeks because of some other details. Seeing people leave rather than stay for worship because they can’t find a seat in the Fellowship Hall at 11:00 is extremely frustrating. I know we’ll get there eventually. Until then, I’m wondering …
  • My in-laws continue to appear to be adjusting well to Bailey Manor, and are beginning to learn their way around Clinton. I hope the current trend continues and that they come to think of Clinton as home the way we do. It’s a huge adjustment. Her parents are aging. Mine are aging, too. What will the next 10 to 20 years hold for them and for us? Time alone will tell. Until then, I’m wondering …
  • I know I’m not the only one with stuff that tends to preoccupy the mind … and some of my stuff is puny and little compared to what others I know have to deal with. At times I feel like such a wimp. I wonder when I will feel rested again. Until then, I’m wondering …

I’m wondering. How did all this come about? What do I do now? If I had done some certain things differently in the past, would some certain things be different now? How do I get my mind off of my own problems so that I can minister more effectively to others? Paradoxically, how can I allow God to use my problems to help others in their walk with Him? How can I lead others to do the same? When will we as followers of Christ stop being narrow-minded and afraid when it comes to differences of opinion about worship style and begin to focus on encountering God in worship? That’s more than enough to think about for now, but the thoughts keep coming …