vulnerability

Undistracted.

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“No one could ever accuse us of being a well-oiled machine.”

My pastor said this once to me after a church service, and it’s stuck with me. It still makes me laugh, because it is so true, and I am so thankful for it. I was hired on staff at theHeart when I was 20 years old – just a junior religious studies major who had spent my life singing on stage, but NEVER led a band. Leading worship was intimidating, because although anybody would come to our church and assume that I fit the mold of contemporary worship leaders (20-something-years-old, vague Christian tattoo on my wrist, wearing skinny jeans), I am totally jaded by contemporary church culture, because I have been a part of it, and I’ve watched the goal of worship totally slip away from the act of worship.

I’ve watched churches and people that I love become more concerned with being relevant for the sake of the Gospel than for simply attempting to be the Gospel. Does that make sense? As technology has increased there has been a massive influx of marketing and production within the Church. We’re living within a church culture that can be over focused on luring guests in with free t-shirts, first-timer gifts, elaborate productions for a worshipful atmosphere, and an obsession with social media marketing. It draws the biggest, youngest crowds, and it also draws a lot of criticism. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve heard the phrase “creating a worship experience”. I would never in a million years say that the motivation behind the production is wrong. We (the capital C, Church) want to embrace the culture we live in, and we want more people to know Christ. That’s great. But the problem is when we spend more time and energy in the shallow presentation of our relevance than the deep, spontaneous movement of the Holy Spirit. The problem is when the production and the creation of a worship experience distracts us from being open to improvisation with the Holy Spirit.

We have a catchphrase at theHeart: Love. Simple. It’s kind of the core value of how we want to do church. We want to do everything with love, and we want to keep things simple so that we can focus in and be intentional about the important things. When training our sound team and band this year, we talked about the philosophy behind why it matters more to strive for excellence in the things we’re already doing rather than adding more things. Communal worship requires vulnerability and freedom. We want to be a tight team who knows what we’re doing musically and technically – not because we want to create something, but because we want to remove distraction. If the sound is wonky and feeding back, if the musicians don’t know their parts or how to transition to the next song, it can distract and take away from that vulnerability and freedom that we want people to have. We are still trying to figure this out. We’re still learning how to make transitions less awkward, how to be comfortable with silence, and how to push through totally messed up lead lines or forgotten lyrics.

But sometimes in the quest for excellence, in all of our good intentions, our focus on the atmosphere can become more important than what the goal of the atmosphere even is: honest, vulnerable, raw worship.

“Thank God for broken strings.” A couple of weeks ago I decided to change it up and do a stripped down acoustic set. Just me, Glenn, and Glenn’s guitar. Throughout the week, Glenn spent a lot of time preparing and creating these beautiful guitar parts for Sunday morning. And right before service, as we were running through songs, Glenn and I had a conversation about setting aside the focus of what he had prepared guitar-wise and making the priority leading the people in the room with us. After the first worship song, I prayed for the Lord to help us to be raw and open in our worship that morning, in spite of everything (in spite of what, I had no idea).

Halfway through the second song, Glenn’s E string breaks. If you’re a guitarist, you know that when one string breaks, the rest of the strings totally freak out. So he stopped playing. And we kept singing. And after an awkward moment of “I have to go figure out what to do about this,” from Glenn, I said, “We’re going to keep singing anyway.” We just lost the one instrument we had, and we were going to keep going.

Some kind of wall totally broke down in that moment. It was like, Okay, there is no guitar to be the buffer. There’s no instrument to be the “ambience” that makes it feel worshipful in the in between. It’s just all of us singing together. That’s it. And as a body we made this unified act to throw the awkwardness out, to throw the original plan out, and we sang loud and hard. Glenn threw off his broken string and re-tuned, and before the next song I couldn’t help but remember that I had just prayed to be raw and open in spite of everything.

Mother Teresa said, “Listen…because if your heart is full of other things you cannot hear the voice of God.” (No Greater Love, p. 8). She was talking about prayer, but I think it is just as important for church culture. We don’t need to stop thinking about how to make people feel comfortable in the church, and we don’t need to stop thinking about how to be the church within our own culture. But we must not cross that very thin, sometimes blurry line into a place where it’s over prioritized.  The truth is, if people are at your church because you’re offering something they want in that moment (great children’s ministry, an awesome band, lots of church programs to get involved in), then the minute someone else offers them something else they want, or something that is now more “relevant” to them, they are most likely out of there (this could even be you or me!). Instead of cultivating a church culture that encourages consumerism, cultivate a church culture that encourages vulnerability, that encourages space for the Lord to flip all of our plans for our worship service upside down. Be the kind of people and the kind of church that never has to worry about an awkward transition or a mishap because you know that the movement of the Lord is not contingent upon the guitar or microphone working properly and the movement of the Lord is not necessarily reflected in the amount of people that show up or talk about your church.

As we each look introspectively at the culture we’re cultivating as a minister of God – whether you’re an attendee, a volunteer, or church staff – look at the way you describe your church to other people, look at your Facebook and Instagram and Twitter. They can be tale-tell signs that you might be more concerned with what you want everyone to see that you’re experiencing, than you actually being fully engaged in a real, honest, undistracted experience with your community and the Holy Spirit.

Why I’m Afraid of Blogging

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I remember getting the internet at our house in 1997. I found pure joy of the sound of AOL dialing up and kicking my brothers off the phone line. The first I remember of the blogging world was middle school. Does anybody remember Xanga? If you wanted to be cool, you had a Xanga and blogged about the meaninglessness of 7th grade science class and what you had for breakfast that morning. It was fantastic. Until the one time that I got in trouble in 9th grade at my Christian high school for using a bad word. Like BIG trouble. I had ISS and had to clean dishes in the cafeteria all day. I believe it was then that I learned that blogging was not for the faint of heart: anything you put out for the world to see can and will be used against you.

I have started blogs and stopped blogs over the years since that fateful day of getting ISS. Especially as I have began to grow in my faith and my love for learning and for the Lord, I’ve started many a draft that I have never posted. I’m picky about the things I post on Facebook and Instagram.

How many of you have dared to read the comment section of blog posts or teachings that you’ve either loved or hated? Geez, how about the comment section of ANYTHING out there on the internet? It’s absolutely ridiculous. Hateful words. People will make grand statements about someone they know absolutely nothing about based on one thing that they say. We all do it – we all decide someone is an idiot when we read a blog post that we blatantly disagree with. The other day someone posted a long article about how music lessons are pointless – I disagreed and caught myself subconsciously thinking that that one opinion meant that that entire human being was an idiot and I would never want to read anything else they would ever write. Evil seeks to find division. It seeks to pick apart your confidence and to tear us away from each other. This truly terrifies me.

I feel like a complicated human being (but really, who isn’t?). I am strong willed, I am independent, and I am very opinionated. But alongside of that, in my heart of hearts, I am a people pleaser. I want to please people because I love people. The idea that someone would dislike me or misinterpret something I say genuinely makes me want to throw up. But I’m beginning to acknowledge that to care too much about not saying things because of a fear that people won’t like what I have to say is something that could easily hold me back from saying some really beautiful things. And it’s because fear of failure holds us back from being fully engaged in ministry the way that the Lord has called us to be.

The Bible says, “Everyone will hate you because of me…” (Mark 13:13). And we are called to “love your enemies, and pray for those who persecute you” (Matthew 5:44). To truly live in the truth of these things, you must acknowledge that you will have enemies. People will disagree with you and they will hurt you. But to allow the Lord to speak through you requires courage. It requires putting yourself out there with the risk of the things you fear actually happening.

So the balance that we must all struggle with, especially as we decide to step into that dangerous vulnerable territory of the internet is how do we say what we feel the need to say while loving people who we cannot see? How do I blog about the things the Lord is teaching me while loving (or better yet, honoring) the person that I don’t know that is reading it? How do I love the person who will at some point probably make a nasty comment about something that I say?

I think it takes loads of intentionality. The balance requires intentionality in remembering that we are a work in progress and that our writing is a reflection of that, and intentionality about who we are talking to and about and how.

So here I am, in my uncertainty and fear of putting myself out there, blogging. To you, whoever you are, I promise to try to challenge and honor you in the things that I say. And I hope you’ll show me grace in the moments that I don’t do that fully.