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Before you read any further, read the best blog I have ever read. Because, in it, Michael Gungor says what I have always wanted to say but haven’t said- out of fear of hurting peoples’ feelings and sounding sacrilegious.
But I feel like now is the perfect time to speak up.
*** laughableBALLADS
Last week, around the time of all the pre-Grammy Awards hype, to take a break from hearing about all of the BEST music of the past year, I decided to look up what people thought was the WORST music of the past year.
As I had expected, most lists included Nickelback, Limp Bizkit, and LMFAO. That’s fair. They’re pretty terrible.
But what surprised me the most were the site reviews of the albums. The comments about the albums. The critique of the lyrics. The attack on the artists’ choices of musical arrangements… There were clear-cut reasons WHY the music just really, flat-out sucked last year.
The following are actual phrases that were thrown around on the compilation lists from MSN and PopMatters:
That last comment was the one that resonated for me. (The writer was referring to Chris Brown’s iffy album from 2011.) But this one specific critique stopped me dead in my tracks. It actually made me stop reading, rub my eyes, blink a few times, and then stare right back at the screen again.
“The ballads are laughable as love-declaring soundtracks and… as generic as they could possibly come.”
And that’s when it hit me.
Chris Brown’s album might as well have been a Christian album.
*** terriblyFRIGHTENING
In Francis Chan’s uber-popular book, Crazy Love, you only have to flip to the back cover to figure out the point and purpose of the contents inside. Even the book title intimates it. Kinda.
God loves us.
In and of itself, that phrase has been said countless times. It’s been written about countless times. It’s been preached about countless times.
And, Francis Chan decided to write a book about it.
I’m willing to bet that if his entire book was littered with ONLY phrases like “God loves us” and “He’s pretty awesome” and “I love Him, too” and “His love is crazy” and “His love is awesome” and “His love is crazy awesome”… and then, after a 100 pages with ONLY these redundant phrases, he decided to finish with one more: “God’s love is just so friggin’ crazy”… I don’t believe the book would have been as popular as it has been so far.
And if Rick Warren and Joel Osteen and Jentezen Franklin all wrote follow-up books with pretty much THE SAME PHRASES? We’d be talking about how unoriginal they all are. And how uninspired. And how mundane and redundant and boring it is to hear everybody say ONE thing EXACTLY THE SAME WAY.
That’s why I love how Chan talks about God’s love in his book. There are anecdotes and quotes and verses. And, above all, phrases that you’ve probably never heard before backed up by stories and reasoning that you’ve probably never heard before, either. At least in the context of what he’s writing.
And why shouldn’t he write this way? Why shouldn’t he write creatively? Why shouldn’t he write inspired? Why shouldn’t he write stuff that hasn’t been said in phrases that haven’t been used to describe stuff that’s always been talked about?
We EXPECT it from Francis Chan. And Rick Warren. And Joel Osteen. And Jentezen Franklin.
We EXPECT them to give us fresh perspectives on fundamental Christian truths.
We EXPECT this from them because they are serving a creative Creator who created them and got all their creative juices flowing in the first place.
They SHOULD be creative. And not redundant.
Not just for marketing reasons- to be different enough to sell their stuff. Not just for legal reasons- so that there aren’t copyright infringement and plagiarism lawsuits bandied about amongst all the writers.
But because, really, it’s the least they could do to at least TRY to explain a Creator’s love in creative ways.
So, we just come to EXPECT it from the writers of all of our favorite books.
The terribly frightening thing is that, for all that we expect from Christian writers and thinkers and communicators, we expect almost NOTHING like this from Christian musicians.
*** sellingOUT
For a lot of people watching NBC’s “The Voice” on Monday night, Anthony Evans’ audition induced a collective sigh of exasperation. Queen’s classic rock hit, “Another One Bites the Dust” probably started blaring in their minds.
And, for those of you reading this, either you or some Christian you know rolled their eyes or covered their face in shame or took to Facebook and Twitter to remark on how this guy had, in some way, “sold out” to the evils of secular music.
Is this how far we have come as a society?
We can’t just be happy for a guy- who happens to be Christian- who is merely pursuing his dreams?
Sure, Evans (who spent the last decade in the Christian music scene) has sold out tours. He’s had major Gospel records and albums. He’s been on stage as a backup vocalist to Bono. He’s kind of a big deal.
In my own church, we cover his songs or have adopted his arrangements into our worship sets. I have the utmost respect for him.
But, what if being pigeon-holed into Christian music was not his lifelong dream? What if he grew up wanting to perform positive (and not necessarily “Christian”) music with positive lyrics to large audiences all across the world- because he wouldn’t ever be able to reach these people from within 4 walls of a church building or a church-funded concert or a church-related function?
Can we not just be happy for him?
Can we not understand that he took a major risk by standing in front of those 4 superstar musicians/coaches, singing a song with their backs turned to him, potentially failing to sing well enough to get any of them to turn around and vie for his alliance?
Can we not see how humbling that moment is?
Or do we have some kind of unnatural alliance to Christian music that blinds us from seeing the potential of POSITIVE music to impact a whole world OUTSIDE of our churches?
Secular music isn’t, by definition, “evil.” And by no means does secular music HAVE TO BE negative.
Maybe some of us don’t get that.
But most of us don’t expect anything for/from Christian music to begin with.
*** greatFAITHFULNESS
I joke about this often with my friends.
And, before I get hate mails and mean looks from everybody I encounter on the street, I mean no disrespect by the following comments. I appreciate all the work and all the good this artist has done for Christian music.
But Chris Tomlin’s lyrics bore me.
Read that carefully before you dismiss me as a satanic loon.
I didn’t say he’s a bad guy. I didn’t say he’s a terrible singer. I didn’t say he’s not inspired.
But his lyrics bore me.
Remember those negative critiques for the Worst Albums of 2011 that I mentioned earlier? The “disappointing simplification?” The “complete lack of anything original to play or new to say?”
When you are a singer/songwriter and you release tracks with “Great is Thy faithfulness” strewn across every other line, you’re leaving yourself open to disappointingly simplifying stuff. Or completely lacking anything original to play or new to say.
Is Chris Tomlin a bad guy? No.
Should we expect more from a creator of music that attempts to describe a creative Creator who got all of Chris’ creative juices flowing in the first place? You better believe it.
Because we expect MORE from Francis Chan and Rick Warren and Joel Osteen and Jentezen Franklin than for them to each just write the same tired lines in every single book that they write. And, to some degree, they’re writing about the same stuff Chris is trying to sing about. And, to some degree, they’re inspired by the same verses and profound moments in prayer that Chris is inspired by.
At some point, when you’re content with redundancy, there is a lack of originality. Of creativity. Of distinction.
At some point, you’re just being LAZY. You’re just doing what everybody else has done. Over and over and over and over and over again. Before you even came along.
So, when Chris Brown gets bashed for creating an album with “ballads [that] are laughable as love-declaring soundtracks and… as generic as they could possibly come”… we need to criticize Christian music for the same failings.
Yeah, I know God’s faithfulness is great. I’ve sung hymns that talk about that at church since I was old enough to utter words.
Yeah, I know God is awesome. I know He is pretty cool. I know He’s strong. I know He loves us.
But, Christian musicians, can you stop just regurgitating phrases and lines that we all know about? Is that so hard?
DID THAT STING? Sorry.
The first response everybody has for redundant Christian lyrics is “They were inspired during their prayer time to write about it, so don’t blame them for just speaking the truth.”
Francis Chan talks about how he was inspired by one phrase before he wrote Crazy Love: “God loves you.” … And he wrote 205 pages about how CRAZY this love is.
205 pages and a mind-blowing, profound bestseller. From one single common Christian phrase.
So let’s STOP making excuses for redundancy.
John Mark McMillan was inspired by God’s love, too, when he wrote the now-ubiquitous church staple “How He Loves.” He explains that, in the song, he didn’t want to talk about a “Hollywood, hot pink love… [but a] kind of love that’s willing to love things that are messy and willing to love even the difficult.”
Now, I’m not saying that every person can take “God loves you” and turn it into a New York Times bestseller. Or a song that rocks the very bedrock of American Christendom.
But, should we not be EXPECTING more than just redundancy in Christian lyrics?
I’m genuinely thankful for the simplicity in Chris Tomlin’s music. I don’t hate him. Or his heart.
But, why does Christian music have to be mind-numbing? Why does Christian music have to have the same tired cliches about “resurrection,” for example? Why can’t THIS be what we EXPECT to hear about resurrection? Or THIS?
Why can’t there be more John Mark McMillans and Phil Wickhams in our Christian crowds?
In the aforementioned blog, Michael Gungor refers to Christian music as a kind of “musical zombie.” It just exists. It often doesn’t have a creative identity. It often has no distinction. It often has no “soul.”
Does this mean that Christian music, at all levels, is meaningless and NOT inspired? No.
But ought we expect MORE from Christian music? Yes.
Absolutely.
Unequivocally.
Yes.
Chris Brown’s album got slammed for being boring and dull and cliche and “laughable” and “generic”… And, if you really think about it, how much Christian music should be slammed for the same reasons?
And all Chris is singing about is sex and drunkenness and lewdness and provocativeness. That’s his inspiration. Christians, supposedly, are inspired by a God whose mercies are new every morning (that’s also a common lyric, actually!) and who created EVERYTHING…
Why are we settling for what Chris Brown is settling for?! Why are we settling for boring and dull and cliche and laughable and generic?!
Why the heck are we settling for anything LESS than the most profound, deep, powerful, compelling, mind-blowing, earth-shattering songs humanity can conceive of?
Maybe we all just really love Chris Brown so much that we are content with the redundancies that he’s content with.
Maybe Chris Brown is really a Christian artist.
*** stillCHRISTIAN
On some level, our contentment with unexceptional Christian music and lyricism extends to our expectations of the artists’ dreams as well.
A musician who happens to be Christian doesn’t get respect if they make “secular” music- which, by definition, merely means anything that doesn’t directly have to do with religion. Secular music is NOT necessarily anti-religious or demonic.
Christian music is NOT necessarily an antithesis to “secular” music.
Here’s an analogy.
In the NBA, teams play Conference opponents and non-Conference opponents. There are either opponents who are in a team’s own conference or not. From there, you can break it down into LEGITIMATE Conference opponents and WEAK Conference opponents. Or LEGITIMATE non-Conference opponents and WEAK non-Conference opponents. The good opponents and the bad opponents. Whatever… But, at the core, in the NBA, it’s either Conference opponents and non-Conference opponents you’re dealing with. And, even deeper at its core, all those teams are essentially just playing basketball. Period.
Time zones may separate the Conference they play in, but they’re all NBA teams.
In much the same way, music is split into something it is and something it isn’t. There are folk songs and EVERYTHING ELSE that is NOT folk music is considered non-folk songs. Country music and non-country music. Rap music and non-rap music.
The ends of the spectrum don’t NECESSARILY contradict each other.
Christian music and non-Christian music work in much the same way. Except that “non-Christian music” is called “secular music.” It’s not necessarily contradictory to religion. It’s not necessarily anti-religion. It’s just not overtly Christian.
So, yeah, Lady Gaga is secular and she’s a little bit odd. Sure, Nicki Minaj is secular and sacrilegious and has an affinity for obnoxious wigs. Sure, Katy Perry is secular and can’t stop singing about making out with girls and extraterrestrial copulation and waking up in Vegas with a terrible, regretful hangover.
But that doesn’t cover ALL secular music. It doesn’t even cover a tiny glimmer of ALL secular music.
Needtobreathe is secular. Switchfoot is secular. Lifehouse is secular.
You can still be a “Christian” in a secular (which, by definition, merely means non-religious and NOT anti-religious) music world.
It’s possible.
Throwing your hands in the air out of frustration because Anthony Evans is now a lost cause of some sort is preposterous.
You don’t even know him. Don’t start pretending.
You don’t know his heart. His desire. His dreams.
Secular music gives him the opportunity to reach a world OUTSIDE of church with a POSITIVE message that they normally wouldn’t hear.
Much like Jon Foreman was able to turn his secular Switchfoot fame and success into an opportunity to record 4 solo albums that overtly talk about the Church, Christ, and His love.
Wake up, all you Christian critics.
Christian music does NOT have to stay confined within the 4 walls of a church if the same positive values and messages can resonate and point to God OUTSIDE of church. In a secular music industry.
The world needs radical transformation.
It’s time Christians embraced their potential.
*** loweredEXPECTATIONS
MADtv used to run a skit where a character would sit on a couch and describe themselves to the camera- an interpretation of dating service testimonials. But, the joke was that these characters were the most incredibly unattractive, flawed, undesirable people you could ever hope to meet. The skit was called Lowered Expectations.
And, in a lot of ways, expectations for Christian music/musicians is comical, too. Because we don’t expect anywhere near as little from other walks of life.
We don’t expect graphic designers- who happen to be Christian- to only make church flyers and church conference flyers and church concert flyers for the rest of his/her life.
We don’t expect architects- who happen to be Christian- to only design church buildings.
We don’t expect bakers and chefs- who happen to be Christian- to only make a living from church bake sales and fundraising cookouts.
We don’t expect athletes- who happen to be Christian- to only participate in sporting events that are hosted and organized by their churches and their affiliates.
But… we cringe when we see a Christian singer- who is one of the best we’ve got- get on a stage and risk embarrassing himself in front of 4 major recording artists… all for a shot to pursue his dreams and get his voice out to the world.
How does that even make sense?
I’m thankful that Jeremy Lin is a Christian spokesperson taking over the NBA.
I’m thankful that Tim Tebow is a Christian spokesperson taking over the NFL.
I’m thankful that 4 Rivers Smokehouse is one of the most critically-acclaimed restaurants in the United States and that its founder, John Rivers, is Christian.
And don’t tell me that the potential for NOT giving God glory as a secular musician is greater than it is for an athlete. Or a chef. Or for any other profession.
And don’t tell me that Christian musicians should avoid secular music because the temptations in the secular music world are greater and more threatening than the temptations in the sports world. Or the culinary world. Or anywhere else.
When is the last time you went to your local basketball court and thanked/acknowledged God out loud for every great steal or block or three-pointer or pass or crossover or basket? The spectators cheer after every great play and we can’t even throw both hands up to God and defer the praise for the good stuff we do even on a LOCAL basketball court.
You think it gets any easier as a professional athlete? You think it’s easier for them to give God glory when the bright lights of strip clubs and the access to drugs, alcohol, and sex beckons them at every corner?
Christian athletes are expected to be better off in their world than Christian singers in a secular music world?
What the heck is this even being based on?
Temptation is temptation. The lure of fame, power, and money is everywhere. Get over it.
It’s time we told our phenomenal Christian singers to pursue their dreams (if they have dreams of a foray into secular music). It’s time we told them that they don’t ONLY have to use their gifts in the 4 walls of church and the limited reach of a Christian recording contract.
Not that Christian record labels are bad or terrible or inferior in any way. But, if somebody’s got a dream, TELL THEM TO PURSUE IT!
Without compromising their beliefs. Their faith. Their Christianity.
It’s time we started expecting MORE.
*** lessLAZY
The world needs more John Mark McMillans. People who can say something NEW and PROFOUND about an all-loving God simply from a phrase like “God loves you.”
The world needs more Francis Chans. People who can write 200 pages of compelling anecdotes and analogies and thoughts about an all-loving God simply from a phrase like “God loves you.”
We need less of the generic. Less of the mundane. Less of the redundant.
We need less of the LAZY.
Our God is terrific. He’s great. He’s phenomenal… And it’s time we took our inspirations seriously enough to reflect our genuine appreciation of Him.
It’s time we expected more FROM our Christian musicians and singers. Because we know the cliches already. We’ve been there and done that. We want to know how deep they’ve been in the presence of God where REDUNDANCIES CATEGORICALLY FAIL TO RECORD THE REMARKABILITY OF GOD.
It’s time we expected more FOR our Christian musicians and singers, as well. Let them follow their dreams. Let them take their gifts to the largest of stages- secular or not. And genuinely cover them in prayer so that the crevasses and cracks of the world don’t become their downfalls.
Expect more from Christian music than “the ballads… [being] laughable as love-declaring soundtracks and… as generic as they could possibly come.”
Let Chris Brown keep on making that kind of music.
Christians need to start making our own.
I colored within the lines.
I remember it clearly, too. When I was a kid, I had my fancy box of 64 crayons, ready to take on any of the challenges presented to me by my coloring books.
And I would stare at a dizzying array of black lines on the paper, making out what appeared to be one of the many ubiquitous, relevant Disney characters of the time in some sort of fantastical freeze frame.
So, I’d take my crayons and steer them around the empty spaces of the page, making sure to keep each stroke within the black lines.
I colored within the lines. But I didn’t color everything, though.
Just the foreground. Because, as a young kid, the foreground was all that mattered to me. The foreground was right in front of me on the pages. The foreground had all the characters that made me laugh.
I paid genuine attention to the foreground. The sky didn’t matter so much. The clouds didn’t matter so much. The grass didn’t matter so much. They were just minor distractions.
The foreground was all that mattered.
So, Mickey or Goofy or Donald or Mowgli would end up being carefully colored. Whatever object(s) they were holding or using or breaking in the images were given color, too.
Meticulously.
Because, when I was a kid, it was a Mickey/Goofy/Donald/Mowgli world I was living in. So, my crayons stayed true to the lines in the foreground and I never thought twice about anything else.
Only later on did I realize that there was more to the coloring book pages than just the foreground.
I colored within the lines, and I felt good about it.
***
I’m afraid to label us “hypocrites.” It sounds mean. It evokes so much negativity.
I’ll posit, rather, that we’ve become “selective.” In every sense of the 9-letter word.
“Selective Christianity- coming to a church near you!”
That should be the slogan on our church websites and blogs. We should have t-shirts with those words emblazoned across our chests. Sell them for a couple of Hamiltons or a Jackson and we’ll be well on our way to funding our next church retreat or annual Holiday Talent Expo Extravaganza.
The point isn’t that retreats are purposeless. They’re not. Holiday talent show planning isn’t a colossal waste of our time… Sometimes, they can be genuinely entertaining events.
But Christianity, for us, has become something we’ve kept within the lines on the proverbial page.
And, to some degree, we’ve only paid attention to the “foreground” of that page. To what’s immediately around us. On Sundays. On our church pews. In our Sunday School classes.
To some degree, our home churches have become EVERYTHING WE KNOW about Christianity.
And that’s troubling.
Without realizing it, the 4 walls of our churches have demarcated where our Christianity begins and where our Christianity ends. They have marked where we need to look our best and where we need to act most appropriately. More disturbingly, they have marked where we need to “act” like Christians.
Our “Christian” interactions take place within the friendly confines of the 4 walls of our home churches. We smile at our home church peers. We get excited about our home church meetings. We get excited about our home church group activities/meals/events… And that’s the extent of our Christian living.
Our warm and genuine interactions with home church peers become cold and dispassionate dealings with people from other churches. We’re jovial and pleasant and lively when we’re surrounded by the people we see every Sunday, but we can’t even muster a smile at somebody from another church. We can’t stop talking to the person that sits next to us on our church pew, but we can’t bother saying “hello” to a person that doesn’t worship with us.
That’s not Christianity, folks. That’s not even close.
But, often times, we’d rather just remain perfectly content in our own little worlds. Worlds where the comforts of what surround us overshadow the Christianity we assume we’re living out.
There’s more to Christianity than the faces we’re so used to smiling at on Sundays. We just aren’t realizing it.
Treating everybody around us the same? That’s now a novelty.
We choose, instead, to stick to just the foreground of the page.
We choose to just color within the lines.
***
At some point, it began to bother me.
The foreground colors were vibrant. They were bright. They were detailed.
But the background was empty.
There were black and white lines creating mountains and valleys and rooms and cars and seafloors, but I had left it all untouched and uncolored during my hard-headed dedication to what was in the foreground.
Finally, I decided to lift my crayon off the foreground.
A smudge of blue or a swirl of gray or a hint of green easily took care of everything for me.
It was simple-minded, I know.
The background was important to me, but I didn’t grasp (at the time) what it meant to really care about the background. Random strokes of color sufficed for a time, but left the coloring book pages incomplete.
It took me some more time to figure out that I was missing out on the bigger, fuller picture.
***
It’s exciting to go on a mission trip to a foreign country.
At some point, foreign missions tugs at us.
The background really starts to matter to us.
We become dissatisfied with confining ourselves to local ministries, and we long to go and share God’s love with people that need it. Far, far away.
Sure, the foreground and the 4 walls of our local Christian habitats are important. But, we begin to realize that there is a world out there that really, truly needs us. Needs God.
So, we plan the mission trip with a group of people. Where to go. Where to stay. How long to stay there.
We gather all the resources that we can find around us (and whatever we’re allowed to bring with us). Medicines. Food. Drinks. Games.
We scour through songbooks so that we can have a collection of fun songs to teach the children we’ll inevitably meet when we step off the planes.
We rehearse the testimonies we’ll be sharing with the people we meet.
And, then, when all the planning is done and the day finally arrives for us to head out there, we get on the planes with everything we’re allowed to take with us. We simmer with a nervous excitement, mentally preparing ourselves for the people we’ll meet and how we’ll share God’s love with them.
Finally, when all the turbulence is over and all the seat belts are finally allowed to be unbuckled, we get off the planes.
And something incredible happens.
We smile at everybody. We help everybody. We teach everybody. We tolerate everything. We care about everybody who comes to us with a malady or a problem or a scratch.
We become the perfect epitomes of what it truly means to be “Christian.”
Us. Every single one of us. Somehow, we figure it all out.
Deep in the heart of Third World Country X, we are the shining examples of what Christ expected of us a couple of millenniums ago when He commissioned us to go EVERYWHERE and tell EVERYBODY and be a light ALWAYS.
Us. Every single one of us.
And then, when we head back home after the trip is over, we go back to being our normal callous selves.
We can’t smile at the person working at Starbucks who’s struggling to get our supremely-complicated order right. You know what I mean. The Non-Tall, Non-Fat, Low-Sodium, Mocha Latte Herbal Chai Frappacappuccino… with 3 sugars, 2 Splendas, a shot of espresso, and a cup holder for our delicate hands.
We can’t walk over to help the old lady at the supermarket aisle who is reaching ever-so-desperately for her favorite box of cereal that sits on a shelf just out of her reach.
We can’t teach that young kid who asks us questions every week after our weekly Youth Meeting about the guitar we’re playing, why we purchased it, and what inspired us to learn to play it in the first place.
We can’t co-exist with people who hurt us in the past even though the grudges we’ve held should have dissipated in the years that passed us by.
Somehow, deep in the heart of Third World Country X, we figure it all out.
It’s as if we flip an internal switch that makes us “Christians” when we step foot off those planes.
We become hypocrites.
Whoops. I meant to say “selective.” That sounds nicer, after all.
I’m not condemning foreign missions. I’m not despising foreign aid. I’m not bashing people who truly desire to be a light in the world.
I am criticizing, however, the hypocrisy of charity. We aren’t Christians because we can be nice to people in another country. We are Christians when the testimony of others about us is THE SAME at our home churches, at schools, at workplaces, at local events, at the supermarket, at the coffee shops… AND in Third World Country X. We are Christians when the testimony of others about us is a resounding “this person is genuine, caring, loving and makes me feel like I am not completely and utterly useless in this world.” Everywhere.
I’m convinced that most of us only care about that testimony being positive at our home churches and on foreign missions.
If you can be a joy in your home church, and you can be a stalwart servant on a foreign mission, there is absolutely no excuse for not being the same EVERYWHERE you go.
At some point, the “background” and foreign-ness of the big picture begins to matter to us just as much as the “foreground” and local-ness does. This much is true. But, we forget to be Christians to everybody else around us.
And that makes us hypocrites.
Sorry. I slipped again. I meant to say “selective.”
***
I’m not sure when it happened. Or how it happened. Or if anybody made me do it.
But, at some point when I was a little older, I realized that the Disney characters needed some legitimate color around them. Because reckless blobs of color in the backgrounds of my coloring book pages no longer satisfied me.
I began relating the fanciful images on the pages in front of me to the actual world around me. The grass under my feet was green and not a careless blob of random colors. The pleasant sky was blue- most of the time- and not a messy blob of grays and blacks and whites.
So, I would color Mickey and Goofy and Donald and Mowgli carefully. And, then, I would color the ground they were standing on. I would color the sky above them. The cars they were driving. The rooms they were wreaking havoc in.
Not strokes of random color, mind you. Rather, they were meaningful and deliberate and carefully-planned.
At some point when I was growing up, I no longer found it satisfactory to worry only about the foreground in my coloring books and artwork. And I no longer found it satisfactory to just kinda sorta care about the background.
Sure, it was a Mickey/Goofy/Donald/Mowgli world… But everything around them had color.
Everything around them deserved color.
The foreground was important, but the background mattered, too.
Only then was I able to step back from my desk, stare directly at my handiwork and actually appreciate the bigger picture in front of me.
***
Maybe it’s too late for the reversal of selectivity.
Maybe it’s too absurd to assume that Christians should actually try to be Christ-like EVERYWHERE.
Maybe it’s just easy for us to be positive and pleasant and Christ-like at our home churches. Maybe it’s important for us to be positive and pleasant and Christ-like miles away on a foreign mission.
But maybe it’s even more essential that EVERYONE we encounter deserves a smile. Deserves a helping hand. Deserves a “hello.”
Doesn’t EVERYBODY deserve to feel God’s love?
Instead of coldly walking past that person you kinda sorta don’t know from that church you kinda sorta don’t have many connections to, maybe you can just smile at them.
Instead of not forgiving the breaker of your high school heart after years and years of meticulous grudge-holding and petty snide remarks, maybe you can just smile at them.
Instead of waiting until the summer for the next exciting mission trip adventure to unleash everything that’s Christian about yourself, maybe you can bring joy to the people directly around you.
Instead of being the one person in your work/school group project that butts heads with everybody else around you, maybe you can be pleasant for once.
Because “Selective Christianity” just isn’t good enough anymore.
For anybody.
Because the “bigger picture” has more to do with the harmony of the background, foreground and everything in between and less to do with the hypocrisy we’ve all bought into.
We are all broken and battered and bruised and worn out. No matter what church you go to. No matter how many mission trips you embark on.
The beauty of the big picture is that we are made whole by an undeserved love.
I know we hear it all the time.
It’s time to start living like we actually get it.
I never felt as small as I did that day.
I mean, I’d felt bad before. I had second-guessed myself before.
But, this was ridiculous.
I had just told somebody I wasn’t a fan of Jesus Culture’s music… and all hell broke loose. Figuratively, of course.
I was bashed for it. Apparently, my not being a fan of their music actually OFFENDED people. I had struck a nerve with those around me and it was unforgivable.
But, I just wasn’t a fan of a band. A BAND. That’s all. Why was that so controversial?
I mean, there were other bands that I despised. Not necessarily for the same reasons, but I just wasn’t a fan of some bands. So, was I supposed to give Sinead O’Connor, Baha Men, and Limp Bizkit a second chance? They’re terrible!
Was I not allowed to not like A BAND?
Or was Jesus Culture worth more of my attention? I mean, everybody around me flocked to catch them on YouTube or their website. Everybody just flat-out liked their music. And they bugged me for not agreeing with them.
So, I sat in my room and wondered silently if I did something wrong. Maybe I should like the band? Maybe I just wasn’t thinking right? Maybe I just wasn’t hearing the right songs?
I sat in my room and wondered silently about what the heck all the backlash was all about. And then it hit me.
Like a ton of bricks. Like a baby grand tossed off the roof of a skyscraper. Like a truck slamming into a wall…
People had just ceased being rational. People had stopped THINKING. To the people around me, it was ICKY that somebody could disagree with them about their favorite worship band/church/pastor… People had just traded in their rationality and tolerance for heavy doses of infatuation and blindness.
And I quickly realized that this was about more than just merely liking a band. Or music. Or chord progressions.
**
I was involved in a conversation thread on Twitter last night. Jesus Culture’s home church and home pastor became the topic that was being discussed. People didn’t like them. People liked them. There were two sides of the fence.
I made some points.
And fell asleep.
When I woke up and weaved my way through wave after wave of 140-characters-and-less posts, I realized that somewhere along the way, the discussion became tense. And I wasn’t sure why.
I’m not even gonna sit here and tell you that I’m writing this so that I can convince you that it happens to be possible to NOT AGREE with everything somebody else believes in. Because that might seem outrageous to some people.
And when it comes to churches and pastors, it’s a whole other story.
Hate me for being a Yankee fan. For being a LeBron James fan. For being from the University of Miami.
Don’t hate me for not blindly accepting the views of a church or pastor you steadfastly and stubbornly refuse to critique and test.
Be a fan of sports teams and athletes. Not churches and pastors.
And this brings me to my point…
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But here are some ground rules before I begin.
Be open-minded.
There are 2 extreme sides you may want to take in this discussion. Don’t do it. I’m just letting you know now.. if you’re on either of the 2 sides of the proverbial fence, you’re probably wrong. That’s just how it usually goes with stuff like this. The right answer is usually somewhere in the middle.
The FIRST side? “My church/pastor can never, never, ever, ever, ever be wrong about anything, can never have wrong interpretations of scripture, and can never have arguable stances on any topic. Ever.” … [You can add as many “nevers” and “evers” as your heart desires, depending on how staunchly you stand here.]
The SECOND side? “I don’t feel comfortable with the way this church/pastor worships God or interprets scripture, so they’re OBVIOUSLY wrong about EVERYTHING. Always. Forever… Oh, and that church is definitely a cult. And that pastor is definitely a false prophet.”
Either of these 2 sides is ridiculous. I hope you can immediately see why. And, honestly, among all of you who are reading this, there will definitely be a few of you who will find yourselves on either side of this fence.
Get off the fence immediately.
Thank you.
**
There are reasons why Rob Bell’s latest book, “Love Wins,” was/is the subject to much argument, scorn, criticism, and resistance.
It’s because he took entire Bible passages out of context.
It’s also because he took centuries of accepted and semi-accepted and reasonable and semi-reasonable theological truths and theories and completely neglected them or grossly misinterpreted them or wholly misstated their tenets.
And, above all, it’s because he’s a PASTOR. Of a major church. And people look up to him. And people “buy into” what he speaks about when he’s on the stage. When he’s in front of a pulpit. When he looks straight ahead at the audience and opens his mouth to utter the points of his message.
People buy into that stuff. So, whether Rob Bell likes it or not, he has a responsibility to actually take scriptural context seriously. And he has a responsibility to take centuries of accepted theological truths and theories seriously.
Just because he’s a pastor/writer/thinker/speaker does NOT mean he HAS to be right.
And just because he happens to be a sort of “rockstar pastor” (i.e. an uber-popular and in-demand pastor) does NOT mean he’s devoid of erroneous thinking and interpreting.
And by no means does criticizing HIM mean you’re criticizing God. When Hebrews 11 talks incessantly about blind faith, I promise you that it’s not telling us to accept everything that our favorite pastors tell us without testing them first. There’s a context to that verse, too. (And, in case you’re wondering, it’s specifically talking about blind faith in God.)
It’s just not enough to say “Well, Pastor Relevant McAwesomePants has been right about 99 theories before, so he’ll be right ALL the time.”
Because, [this is all hypothetical, btw] maybe his 100th sermon demands his church to go to their local PetSmart superstore, purchase dog bowls, fill the bowls with water, and have their friends and family drink out of the bowls like dogs. Because we are all what the hip, cool pastor calls “The Gideon Generation” and that’s what Gideon made his soldiers do before their battle… And, according to Pastor McAwesomePants, we need to go down to Mexico and kill all the Mexicans we come in contact with because they are stealing our American jobs and their drug cartels are infiltrating the subtle nuances of God-upholding communities and, to a larger degree, American Christendom. So, we all MUST buy into his 100th sermon about “The Gideon Generation” and a need for a “Holy Genocide Movement” because that’s what God told Gideon to do.
Duh.
That makes sense.
Wait… what??
We have to draw the line SOMEWHERE, right?
**
I can sit here and confidently say that most people in our culture/generation would agree with the following line immediately.
“Just because it makes you feel uncomfortable doesn’t mean it’s NOT legit.”
There are those of you reading this and nodding your heads at that line. Because you believe it. You absolutely believe it.
And that’s fine.
But, that implies that nobody has to ever draw ANY line ANYWHERE. Ever.
And that’s very, very dangerous.
So, I would rectify it by re-stating it: “Just because it makes you feel uncomfortable doesn’t mean it’s NOT legit.. BUT you should test it against scripture anyway.”
Because, all over the Bible, we are commanded to test the words of our spiritual leaders and prophets. Not because false prophets/prophecies and wrong interpretations are PROBABLY gonna arise eventually, but because the Bible implies that these things are INEVITABLE.
I’m not bashing Bethel (Jesus Culture’s home church). Or Bill Johnson (Jesus Culture’s home pastor). Or Rob Bell. Or Kris Vallotton. Or anybody else.
But I will call them ”rockstar churches” and “rockstar pastors.” I mean that in the sense that a lot of people just buy into them withOUT testing them against scripture. And that’s incredibly dangerous… And downright irresponsible.
My friend, Albert, recently texted me about something and he referred to our generation as the “disabled body of Christ.” And, my goodness, it seems so ridiculous true.
We don’t even bother asking questions anymore. We just hear it, absorb it, and believe it to be unequivocally true. No matter what. Whenever I choose to apply it to the real world.
But that’s completely irresponsible.
It’s not enough that Matt Chandler goes on stage and preaches to us. It’s not enough that Joel Houston speaks about a verse before leading an altar call song. It’s not enough that Kim Walker-Smith cries out passionately about the Holy Spirit and utters verses from Ezekiel and Hosea and Isaiah at us.
We, as the BODY of Christ, have a responsibility to be vigilant in what we take in. We have a responsibility to go back to our homes and reflect on what was spoken. We need to flip open our seemingly-archaic paperback Bibles or launch the Bible apps on our phones in order to test what was spoken. We need to Google some of the tougher concepts and theories that were doled out freely from the pulpit. And, in this day and age, testing everything based on context is absolutely possible and nearly instantaneous.
It is utterly irresponsible for us to just “buy into” everything. Just because it’s a rockstar pastor. Just because it’s a rockstar church.
We need to make sure that the message we heard from our pastor about “The Gideon Generation” and the much-needed “Holy Genocide Movement” is based on CORRECT context of scripture and that it’s not just some passionate, tainted rambling from a speaker-with-an-agenda.
It’s not enough for us to say “just because it makes you feel uncomfortable doesn’t mean it’s not legit.”
Test them to see that they ARE legit.
Because we need to draw the line SOMEWHERE.
**
So, for example, [and this will absolutely ruffle some of your feathers- so to speak].. when a pastor uses verses in Acts, out of context, to explain some phenomenon in his church, and we just accept it because it makes us feel good or because it sounds good or because it’s OBVIOUSLY of God… there’s a huge problem.
Because, at some point, when another rockstar pastor writes a book about his church and a phenomenon he calls “Holy Wall Punching” and explains that people get violent and break stuff and punch walls when they’re drunk… AND he uses the same verses from Acts, out of context, to back up what it means to be “drunk in the Spirit”… well, then we kinda sorta HAVE to believe that, too. Because we didn’t bother to bat an eye when the other rockstar pastors preached about the other based-on-Acts phenomena.
We have to draw a line SOMEWHERE.
And, for me (and a whole lot of other people), the line is drawn at context.
And, drawing a line and taking a hard stance on something does NOT mean you don’t believe in the Holy Spirit and its ability to move in a church or in a generation. Testing out a phenomenon doesn’t make you a God-hater or a Holy Spirit-hater or a really terrible human being.
It just means that you’re taking the Bible seriously.
If the verses in Acts are really talking about how people heard many different languages spoken/yelled/shouted/cried by a bunch of people simultaneously (who otherwise wouldn’t/didn’t know the languages they were uttering), seemingly in a drunken stupor… it doesn’t green-light EVERY OTHER symptom of drunkenness. Incoherent babbling definitely is a symptom of drunkenness, but that doesn’t mean that EVERY OTHER symptom is allowed to be extrapolated from those verses in Acts.
Does that mean that “Holy Wall Punching” is wrong? Not necessarily.
But is it SO absolutely, unequivocally right that it can never, ever, ever be challenged? No.
Because the defense of the phenomenon is out-of-context.
If that doesn’t hit home for you, here’s another hypothetical. There’s a passage in the Bible that mentions that the disciples fell asleep in the Garden when Jesus told them to stay awake and pray… Your favorite rockstar pastor spins this passage into a chapter in his/her latest book. In it, he/she writes about how “Holy Snoring” (i.e. when you randomly snore in the middle of a worship service or experience) is a gift from God that warns us of impending doom or gloom.
At some point, we have to just admit that we have to draw a line somewhere.
Not because snoring makes us feel uncomfortable. Or because snoring just seems, at surface level, NOT legit. But because the context used to defend this notion is completely out-of-place.
Context is a big deal. It’s absolutely essential.
So, Rob Bell SHOULD be criticized if he screws up and butchers a passage’s context and gets it wrong. So should Bill Johnson. And anybody else.
That doesn’t mean that they’re ENTIRELY false and ENTIRELY negligible and just plain moronic. It just means that they probably just got something wrong.
We have to draw the line SOMEWHERE.
And I’m not ONLY blaming pastors/writers/thinkers/speakers and absolving the rest of the church from anything.
The Bible constantly tells us to test everything we’re hearing.
So, in some sense, it’s a “shame on him” approach that we have to take with Rob Bell for his controversial writings. And for the speakers that just have it kinda sorta wrong.
But, in another sense, it’s a “shame on US” approach we have to take for us just “buying in” to Bell’s message (or others’) without testing it out first.
**
Test EVERYTHING.
Not because you want to be more intelligent than the rest of your Sunday School classmates.
Not because you want to get to a point where you understand God for all of His complexity.
If that’s your motivation, you’re in for major disappointment.
Test EVERYTHING because falsehood is INEVITABLE.
It happens. Pastors fall. People deceive. Bible concordances get misread.
It happens.
And that’s exactly why you absolutely NEED to start being responsible.
Not because you mistrust the moves of the Holy Spirit, but because you want to make sure it’s ACTUALLY the Holy Spirit that’s at work at all.
Fancy lights and waved flags and cool guitar licks and attractive lead singers and mesmerizing drum solos and hip pastors that use iPads and super-happy greeters at every entrance/exit of the church.. NONE OF THESE THINGS MAKE US CHRISTIANS.
I fear that they have, instead, merely made us FANS.
And that’s completely irresponsible.
**
I’m not a fan of Jesus Culture’s music. That doesn’t mean that you shouldn’t be. I don’t expect you to despise Sinead O’Connor, Baha Men, or Limp Bizkit with me, either. And that’s fine.
You don’t have to.
Your beliefs and subscriptions are YOUR beliefs and subscriptions. I can live with that.
But don’t frown at me when I admit to you that I don’t completely buy into your favorite worship team or your favorite pastor or your favorite church.
Don’t frown. Don’t get mad.
And, above all, don’t be disappointed in me.
Just do me a favor and take notes the next time you’re at your church.
Because I’ll be disappointed if you choose not to test what you’re hearing.
And, contextually-speaking, I think God will be disappointed, too.
It’s unavoidable. In fact, you’ll see all the warning signs.
It’s inevitable. And inescapable.
Your phone battery will die… Or, at the very least, your phone’s battery will slowly weaken over the course of the day. Every day.
Sure, you might have the iPhony iPhone 4s. Or the Samsung Galaxy SII. Or some other really startling phone that makes calls and doubles as a 9.0 megapixel-wielding time machine. But, at some point in the day, you’ll realize you can’t escape the fact that you need to charge your phone.
Unless you genuinely enjoy not texting people, checking emails, looking up sports scores, or playing Angry Birds’ latest update with 33 new levels and some even angrier-looking birds (why are they always so angry?!).
Your phone’s battery will need to get charged. At some point.
**
It actually starts getting funny when you see the “battery is getting low” warning on your phone.
Why is it funny? Because people who can’t live without texting every 6.3 seconds begin to limit their texts. Because people who are on level 32 of the latest Angry Birds update (after 2 hours of relentlessness and determination) save their progress so that they can finish up later.
You will STOP what you’re used to doing and what you’re currently doing just so that you can save as much of that remaining battery life as you can.
It’s even funnier how we manage to channel our inner Macgyvers in our DESPERATE scrambles to charge a nearly-dying phone. We’ll ask people around us if they’d be okay letting us borrow their chargers for a few minutes. I even know some weirdos people that’ll strip and re-wire unused cables so that they can use the positive and negative tips of the wires to charge the exposed ends of the phone battery.
It’s even more ridiculous for me. My phone’s USB port doesn’t work. (It’s absolutely not probably my fault.) I can’t charge my phone using the traditional/normal method via a charging cable. I actually have to take out my battery and leave it on an external battery charger for a couple of hours in order to charge up that battery to full power.
How do I compensate for those couple of hours of not having a battery in my phone? Well, I have a second battery. I happen to charge that backup battery overnight, so that when my primary battery inevitably gives out on me during the day, I can swap out for the fully-charged backup. The battery-swapping and phone-restarting takes all of 2 minutes or so.
But those are 2 ridiculously DESPERATE 2 minutes. If I’m in the middle of an important conversation (or if I’m about to beat Angry Birds- FINALLY) and I realize I have to swap out batteries, it’s 2 minutes of systematic, controlled panic. I realize I’ll have to be disconnected for 2 minutes. And that’s not cool. At all.
**
We might have different ways of going about charging our phone batteries, but the charging process itself is inevitable. We all have to do it.
We become utterly DESPERATE, because we know that we are LIMITED without our phones. Sure, our phones have the capabilities now to do just about anything at anytime. Sure, our phones seemingly retrieve any bit of information we demand to be retrieved… But, if that battery is kaput, then so is the phone’s functionality.
We are LIMITED once that battery hits zero.
In fact, we are SEVERELY LIMITED if we aren’t connected to the network.
So, what do we do? We find some way to charge our phones.
But do we have this driving, overwhelming, frustrating, all-demanding urgency about how we’re connected to (or not connected to) God?
No matter how strong we think we are, or how good we think we have it, or how well we sing, or how many cool skits we can write and publish on YouTube… Inevitably, as Christians, we are all bound by one thing.
We need God.
We need to be plugged back in (pun absolutely intended).
The methods for “plugging back in” might differ for different people. Some might need a guitar and some mellow worship songs to re-connect. Some might need a flashlight and a Bible to flip through. Some might need a link to a link to a link to another link to a blog that finally inspires them to actually STOP what they’re doing and pray.
But, it’s unavoidable, inevitable, and inescapable. We NEED God.
We can get up on that stage and be worship leader extraordinaires on Sunday, but if we have absolutely no idea why we’re doing it all in the first place… Then, we’re doing it all wrong.
How can we assume that we can go on without praying or spending time in devotion or soaking in the Word and be perfectly fine and functional? How can we assume we never need to re-connect at all?
And I’m not talking about being satisfied in your situation when all you’re doing is sitting down in a nice little circle with your family and praying because your father glares at you and demands you to do so. You aren’t FORCED to charge your phones anymore than you should feel FORCED to communicate and re-connect with your Creator. In fact, we charge our phones simply because we feel the compulsion to do so, because (in all our finite knowledge) we realize that we absolutely NEED to.
Maybe we absolutely NEED to re-connect to God, too.
Not because we’re forced to. But maybe because we’re compelled to.
We are LIMITED once our batteries hit zero.
We give our focus and attention and energy to everyday productivity only to be relegated to being exhausted heaps that crash onto our beds and set the alarms and doze off, ready for another day to start all over again.
But we manage to remember to charge our phones.
Can we manage to remember to be INSPIRED enough to talk to God again?
How desperate are you?
Here’s Phoenix with a cool acoustic rendition of their song, “1901.”
I’m not a fan of Apple products. But wow. Steve Jobs was so incredibly forward-thinking that it boggles my mind. The world has been changed forever. If only the rest of us can be as innovative as we are often inspired. Thank you, Steve Jobs.
This is one of my favorite bands from years ago. This is an infectious track… I wonder what they’re up to now.
Switchfoot’s “Vice Verses” is now out. Wow.

This is a song I posted a while back. Her voice is intriguing.

Track:
NEEDTOBREATHE - The Reckoning
Artist:
Needtobreathe
Album:
The Reckoning
Plays:
3,899 plays
I can’t get enough of this song. Or this album. Or this band.
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