I’m starting to realize that I’m really a 58 year old inside a 28 year old’s body. I have an old soul and I actually really like it. I prefer classical music and jazz over today’s hip hop. I prefer to address my elders by Mr and Mrs unless they explicitly tell me not to. I prefer a broadway show over another CG generated 3D film.
More recently I’m learning that I prefer old hymns over today’s modern worship music. I see the appeal to modern worship. Stylistically, they have adapted and integrated themselves into a more palatable form for secular audiences. But what absolutely driven me off the edge has been the level of mediocrity that qualifies anyone to be a “songwriter” for worship music. This low level of professionalism doesn’t just stop at song writing, it reeks through the entire Christian culture like Lazarus after hanging out in a tomb for four days. (Can’t prove that he smelled, and I would think Jesus would clean him up a bit but you get the idea.)
Here’s the old man in me: This kind of nonsense needs to stop and needs to stop now.
Have people forgotten that God’s people were once so reverent of their Lord that they wouldn’t even utter His name? In particular, the Tetragrammaton YHWH, which is translated “the Lord” in modern Bibles, was never to be spoken. Now? To borrow from TJ, “we are the generation that coined the phrase, ‘Jesus is my homeboy‘”.
We have moved from lyrical proses such as “Be Thou My Vision” and “Holy, Holy, Holy”, to the genius who wrote these lyrics:
“All of life comes down
To just one thing
And that’s to know You oh Jesus
And make You known”
First, I’d like to know where he learned to count. And second, why didn’t the band, editor, anybody interject and say, um… Charlie, those are are actually two things.
Protestants, in their great attempt to distance themselves from the “legalistic” Catholic church, took their separation to the utter extreme. Have people seen Protestant churches and compared them to Catholic cathedrals recently? It’s downright embarrassing. We have moved away from constructing beautiful, holy temples of worship and stained glass windows to barnyards filled with Pepto pink carpet.
In the fashion world, we have Jesus belt buckles.
We give our kids “holy” pajamas to wear at night.
To top it off, we will then listen to this musical gem on our way to work.
I am certainly not condemning anyone should they choose to wear, play or listen to any of this stuff. I certainly believe that God ultimately cares more about the heart than the actual execution. But can we not hold ourselves to a higher standard? This is the God of the Universe we’re talking about.
Remember when the Texas Longhorns visited the White House after winning the National Championship in 05? Vince Young, our star player, for whatever reason chose to show up in a track suit to meet the Leader of the Free World. I’m sure President Bush didn’t care about his attire, but would any of us really show up to meet the President in anything less than a suit?
At least not all is lost in the Christian world. David Crowder Band can still bring it: