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Posted by on December 31, 2012 – 5:57 am

“Get Out!!!”

Churches are peculiar places. I’ve had the opportunity to serve a few of them. Some of my pastoral experiences have been overwhelmingly rewarding: Baptisms, weddings, the transformation of individuals and families. Some other experiences have been about as much fun as a sharp stick in the eye.

And the churches which I have served have met in a diverse number of places:  In the hollow of a school gymnasium; in a leaky storefront on the wrong side of the tracks; in a multi-million dollar sanctuary with all the technological bells and whistles; in an old redbrick church so old it barely escaped the fires of General Sherman’s army (some of the deacons in that old redbrick church building may have served in Sherman’s army; but I digress).

Here is one of the many things that make churches peculiar: The most heated arguments in the church were not over our location or theology or future plans. No, the worst controversies I ever endured were over our style of worship.

Should we use hymnals or modern worship music? Should drums be allowed in the sanctuary? Is it blasphemy to move the pulpit to accommodate the children’s choir? What would happen if someone clapped or raised their hands during the solo? These are the questions that send the ulcerated pastor scurrying to his or her gastrologist.

See, with all these exotic locales came an equally exotic variety of worship styles. I’ve preached after a stately anthem performed by robed choir members and pipe organs. I’ve tapped my foot and clapped my hands to the cranking riffs of old hippies with electric guitars. I’ve listened closely to the tight four-part harmony of southern gospel.

I’ve worn a suit and tie to church; I’ve worn shorts and sandals. I’ve delivered time-honored three point sermons with a poem and a prayer; and I’ve preached with the technological assistance of multimedia, projectors, videos and fog machines. I’ve witnessed the traditional Easter cantata; and I’ve even seen a few interpretive dance steps across the church podium.

And all this worship diversity is in a single strain of the Protestant tradition! This doesn’t account for the truly wild multiplicity of worship expression that stretches across the Christian biosphere from the Pentecostals to the Presbyterians.

Which of these styles is “right?” I don’t presume to know. Our form of worship will always be dictated by our traditions, our culture, and our context. A look at how Christians from other countries and times worship proves this point. “Which worship style is right” is, after all, the wrong question.

The better questions are, “Does our worship push us out of our church sanctuaries (or wherever it is we meet) to be Christ to the world? What happens when the worship service is over?” These are the more appropriate questions.

If our worship moves us past ourselves to the risen and redeeming Christ sent to love the world, then the worship is “right.” If our worship sends us into the community as the Father sent his own Son, then it is empowered with spirit and truth. But if our worship focuses us, even in subtle ways, on ourselves, then it is selfishness at best and sacrilege at worst. It isn’t worship at all.

The final words of the old Latin mass were, Ite missa est – “Get out!” The priests who daily invoked these words over their congregations understood worship’s purpose. When the last song is sung, the last prayer offered, and the last homily delivered, the goal of all worship is to redemptively and missionally leave the sanctuary in service to others.

So, take your pick: Sermons or liturgy; southern gospel or rock and roll; drums or pipe organs; corporate prayer or contemplation; kneeling benches or mosh pits. But if these things do not translate into loving action in the community, if these things do not force us out of the building and out to others, we aren’t being worshipful at all. Do our worship styles matter? Sure they does. But what happens afterwards matters all the more.

Ronnie McBrayer is a syndicated columnist, speaker, and author of multiple books. You can read more and receive regular e-columns in your inbox at www.ronniemcbrayer.me.


  • Dinosr says:

    Nitty Gritty

    To withdraw from Bible teaching
    when you hear His chosen preaching;
    is the crime of people lost,
    that know the way.

    Just don’t think to get to Heaven
    you can throw a lucky seven;
    cause on judgment day,
    the truth will have it’s say.

    Tho you just can’t seem to buy it
    and to scared of death to try it;
    here and now’s the time and place,
    to lose the devil.

    It’s not what you must fear
    that brings the Lord so near;
    It’s truth to tell,
    if you are on the level.

    The choice that God has given
    to this world of fancy livin,
    is a life to live again,
    in time to come.

    Jesus loved and helped the others,
    but some people have their druthers
    and the race they do not try,
    can not be won.

    So put down your liquor drinking,
    Yes, it has your breath a stinking
    and enjoy no more your thrill,
    of nasty habits.

    All your rolling in the clover
    and your fancy body odor,
    is offending to the name
    of nature’s rabbits

    No ones perfect you will say,
    as the devil has his day;
    many tried and many failed,
    or so I’m told.

    You can quit your Bible pounding
    for the devils you are drowning;
    are the ones you always get,
    when you are old.

    But the eyes were made for seeing
    and to see the devil fleeing;
    is a joy for all the righteous
    and the true.

    If it’s on your toes I’m trodding
    it’s the truth that needs a prodding;
    for this message, it was written
    just for you.