Finding our place

Years ago when I was a young woman I had a discussion with a youth minister. I was concerned with some changes in the choice of music at the church. The move was toward new contemporary worship songs. I didn’t actually have an issue with the new music. I have always loved music of all types and genres. I was upset with the attitude to the old music. There was a philosophy that suggested we needed to upgrade. The old-fashioned music was out of touch, ‘unrelatable’, old and dusty. I didn’t see it this way. At the time I loved the old hymns and even now I still do.

I had an instinctual reaction to this shift. At the time I was offended musically. I thought it narrow-minded, ignoring music of such an incredible quality. Some of these old hymns were written by brilliant people, both the music and lyrics. This didn’t mean I couldn’t see brilliance in some new music. I thought it arrogant to shove the old music out the door.

I realize now there was a greater danger in this. This attitude toward music signified a much bigger problem. In the early 1990s churches started to worry about being relevant. We needed to be cooler, more hip to the culture. The music needed to be updated. The topics of discussion needed to be updated. We needed cool “full service” Sunday school programs and coffee shops and lots of palaver.

And yet humans are as they ever were. There is nothing new under the sun.

I have come to understand that this was a kind of human vanity, a desire to be a “kingdom builder.” When in the past it was enough to be a part of the kingdom. This attitude sought to bring glory to God by being more culturally recognizable. This on the surface is an excellent goal. But somewhere in that process we felt we needed to help God be more approachable. Yikes!!

I see now the vanity in this. We were the centre of this movement (I say we, because I got swept up in it too). God doesn’t actually need our help. He can use the willing and the unwilling. He can use the Christian and the non-christian. He can use blessings, and He can use suffering to bring people to Him.

These old hymns have in them the suffering of centuries. They recognize our shared humanity (as do many of the new songs). We don’t need to improve on the past, we need to take our place in it. This is God’s story, not ours.

Judging a book by it’s cover

In grade nine my son decided to join the school wrestling team. I was able to attend a couple of the school matches. It was so great to see all these kids mixing it up on the mats.

My son had three matches. When his second match came up, I worked my way closer to where he was wrestling. Standing with him on the mat was a little guy, easily a foot shorter than my boy. I shook my head in confusion. I thought they were matched by weight. There was no way this boy was in the same weight class as my son. I felt sorry for the boy and hoped Gavin would go easy on him.

The match began and after a putting up a few seconds of fight, my son was on the mat. The smaller boy having skillfully taken him down. I was flabbergasted.

My son worked his way towards me smiling. I looked at him in surprise and said, “I thought for sure you’d win that match!”

He laughed and said, “No way! That kid is from my school. They allow him to wrestle above his weight class cause he’s so good. I knew I wouldn’t beat him. I was happy I lasted as long as I did.”

Gavin had information I didn’t have. He knew more about his competitor than I did. I was looking at the surface. Like the Israelite people when they picked Saul as their king, God saw something the people didn’t see. Or Saul’s army when they feared Goliath, David in his sureness of God’s goodness saw something they wouldn’t see.

It is almost impossible to be aware of our own blind spots. That is why it’s important that we continue to humble ourselves before God and allow him to show us where we err. We need to continue to turn to Him for wisdom.

Psalm 25: 4-5 Show me your ways, Lord, teach me your paths. Guide me in your truth and teach me, for you are God my Savior, and my hope is in you all day long.