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I love to visit graveyards.

More specifically, I enjoy visiting cemeteries where famous people are buried.

In fact, it’s become a bit of a hobby.

My interest began many years ago when I visited London and bought a small booklet in the Westminster Abbey bookstore on where famous people were buried.

Then I purchased a copy of Tod Benoit’s outstanding book Where Are They Buried?

And then I ran across the website Seeing Stars, which has tons of information about Hollywood celebrities, including the location of their final resting places.

Why would anyone be interested in locating the graves of famous people?

First, it’s fascinating to compare where people have been laid to rest.

For example, here’s the memorial for the famous singer Al Jolson:

Al Jolson's Memorial @ Hillside Memorial Park, Culver City, California

Al Jolson’s Memorial @ Hillside Memorial Park, Culver City, California

Then there’s this bronze memorial for actor Don Knotts:

Grave of Don Knotts @ Westwood Memorial Park in California

Grave of Don Knotts @ Westwood Memorial Park in California

And here’s the crypt for the greatest basketball coach of all time, UCLA’s John Wooden:

Crypt of John Wooden @ Forest Lawn, Hollywood Hills

Crypt of John Wooden @ Forest Lawn, Hollywood Hills

Why are the memorials for Jolson and Knotts so elaborate while Wooden’s is so simple?

Does it have to do with the finances of these men’s survivors?  To what degree do these graves reflect their personalities and final wishes?

You can enjoy a whole evening of conversation on that topic!

Second, it’s fun to find people’s graves.

My father died when I was 13, and during the ensuing few years, our family visited his gravesite quite often.

Sometimes my cousins would come along, and while the grownups talked, we’d play “Find the Grave.”

One of us would walk around, notice someone’s name on a gravestone, and then tell the others, “Find Joe Shlabotnik.”  The first one who found Joe’s grave would take the next turn.

Well, last November, my wife and daughter joined me in walking from downtown Cambridge, Massachusetts to the famous Mount Auburn Cemetery … a walk of about two miles.

Mount Auburn Cemetery, Cambridge, Massachusetts

Mount Auburn Cemetery, Cambridge, Massachusetts

There were 7 or 8 famous people buried there, and we wanted to see their graves.  We immediately found the grave of Phillips Brooks, a well-known preacher from the 19th century … best known as the writer of “O Little Town of Bethlehem.”

Tombstone of Phillips Brooks, Cambridge, Massachusetts

Tombstone of Phillips Brooks, Cambridge, Massachusetts

Then we went looking for the grave of behaviorist B.F. Skinner … but all we found was encroaching darkness:

Graves at Dusk at Mount Auburn Cemetery

Graves at Dusk at Mount Auburn Cemetery

Fortunately, we didn’t give up, returning to Mount Auburn two days later.  With the aid of afternoon light, we finally located Skinner’s final resting place:

Grave of B.F. Skinner and his wife, Mount Auburn Cemetery

Grave of B.F. Skinner and his wife, Mount Auburn Cemetery

Even with a map, it can be a challenge to find the graves of certain well-known people … not because they’re hidden, but because they’re buried alongside thousands of others.

Third, I feel a connection with famous people when I visit their graves.

I’ve never met Calvin Coolidge, or Napoleon, or John Bunyan, but when I visited their final resting places, I felt like I somehow knew them:

Grave of former US President Calvin Coolidge in Vermont

Grave of former US President Calvin Coolidge in Vermont

If I’d seen these men in real life, they might have had Secret Service protection, or been kept at a distance from the public, or avoided crowds of commoners.

But death is the great equalizer.  I could walk right up to the graves of these people … think about their impact in my life … and even pose for a photo (in most cases).

Although there are a few celebrity graves that the public cannot visit … like those of Michael Jackson and Lady Diana … the average person can visit 95% of them.

And most of the time, you can linger and reflect … like the day I visited the grave of Winston Churchill … with nobody around.

Fourth, visiting graveyards is free.

Every cemetery I’ve visited does not have an admission charge.  I did pay $5 for a map of the grounds at Hollywood Forever, but it was well worth it.

While I hesitate to say that they’re entertaining, they’re certainly sobering … and even spooky at times:

Twilight at Mount Auburn Cemetery

Twilight at Mount Auburn Cemetery

While most cemeteries lack any kind of amusement factor, some cemeteries do offer “entertainment.”

For example, Hollywood Forever shows old movies on its grounds at night on a regular basis.

By the way, Westwood Memorial Park is the best cemetery I’ve visited as far as value.  Dozens of famous people (Will and Ariel Durant, for example) are buried there, but it takes the average person less than two minutes to walk across the whole place in either direction:

Westwood Memorial Park

Westwood Memorial Park

Finally, graveyards tend to be places of peace and rest.

My wife and I currently live in a 55+ community where it’s perpetually quiet, but we’re moving to a neighborhood full of shouting kids and screeching brakes.

It’s nice to know that in the midst of a noise-filled life, there are some places one can visit where it’s usually serene.

Many cemeteries feature manicured green lawns … gentle rolling hills … beautiful statues … and lovely landscaping.  For example, here’s a photo of Forest Lawn, Hollywood Hills:

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I’ve got quite a list of cemeteries I’d still like to visit, especially Forest Lawn in Glendale, California.

One grave I’d like to see is that of Babe Ruth, who is buried north of New York City.  (So is Lou Gehrig, but they’re in different cemeteries.)  My wife and I searched for it last fall, but came up empty.  Next time!

I’d also like to visit more of the graves of US Presidents, as well as members of the Baseball Hall of Fame.

From time-to-time, I’ll write more about this topic.  But for now, let me share with you a picture of one of my favorite tombstones:

Grave of American TV talk show host Merv Griffin

Grave of American TV talk show host Merv Griffin

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What’s the role of a governing board in relation to its pastor?

Is their job to:

*Support the pastor’s agenda for their church?

*Keep the pastor from making stupid mistakes?

*Prevent the pastor from instituting significant change?

*Substitute their agenda for his?

Personally, I believe a governing board should work in concert with their pastor to discern God’s agenda for their church.

While the pastor may be the one who articulates the dream, once the entire board has discussed and prayed about it, those leaders should back their pastor to the hilt … even if their friends threaten to leave.

At least, that’s what I believe … but it didn’t take me long to discover that mine can be a minority position.

When I first became a pastor, I was 27 years old.  The deacon board chairman was 74 … and the other two deacons were both 60+.

The chairman – who was also named Jim – loved baseball.  We used to travel together on BART to watch the Oakland A’s.  We talked for hours about all kinds of things related to church life.

One day, Jim came to me very upset.  His older sister – who led the deaconesses – was a member of a fraternal organization for women.  (I know that last sentence sounds contradictory, but I don’t know how else to phrase it.)

Jim’s sister was actively recruiting women to join her lodge … and using the women’s missionary meetings to do so.

In addition, Jim’s nephew … his sister’s son … was the head usher, and he was giving the lodge handshake to every man who came to church … trying to discover who else might be a lodger.

Jim felt that his sister and nephew were more committed to their lodge than the church and that their involvement was keeping them from growing spiritually.  (They both knew next to nothing about Scripture.)

In seminary, my Church History teacher said that you could be both a Christian and a lodge member, but you couldn’t be a good Christian and a good lodge member at the same time.

So I offered to do some research on the lodge.  I found some literature on the topic – this was pre-Internet – and secured a tape by an expert in the field.

One night, with Jim’s support, I presented the materials to the entire board … which had added a younger member by this time.

During the ensuing three hours, I was very careful about my presentation.  We weren’t trying to make anyone leave the lodge …no witch hunts allowed … we just didn’t want anyone from our church to recruit people for their lodge.

And we all agreed on this decision.

Shortly afterward, a woman I thought was spiritually mature (I’ll call her Rita) informed me that she had begun attending lodge meetings because of the influence of Jim’s sister.  This was exactly the kind of thing both Jim and I were concerned about.

I shared some concerns with her that I had about the lodge.  She had no idea.

Before I knew it, the board wanted to meet with me … and they were pretty upset with their rookie pastor.

Why?  Because when Jim’s sister and nephew heard about my comments to Rita, they demanded that I apologize to them … or they threatened to leave the church.

The board had two choices at this point.

They could either back their pastor or demand that I apologize.

Guess what they decided?

They demanded that I apologize.

I refused.

Why?  Because I was carrying out the directive of the deacons.  We had researched the issue together.  We had discussed it together.  We made a decision together.

But when their friends threatened to leave, the entire board collapsed on me.

I ended up visiting the home of Jim’s sister and nephew, along with a deacon.  I listened to their pain and tried to make them understand my/our concerns.

They lacked the theological foundation to understand my viewpoint.  It was like talking to a couple of cats.

That experience took a toll on me.

I broke out in hives all over my chest due to the stress of the situation.

I no longer trusted the board.  We had made a decision together but they all wilted on me.  How could I ever trust them again?

When I asked for my lodge materials back, one of the deacons refused, claiming the materials had caused enough trouble.

My family went on a scheduled vacation.  When I returned, I wondered if I’d still have a job … and the board wondered if they’d still have a pastor.

Several weeks later, the leader of a sister church five miles away called and invited our church to initiate merger talks with them.

Two months later, our churches formally merged … and the church I came to as a rookie pastor no longer existed.

I have often wondered if God closed the church down because the deacons chose friendships over faithfulness.

Fortunately, I’ve only been betrayed by a church board twice … and the story of the second betrayal won’t be in blog form.

It will be in book form.

The overall lesson from this story is this: when a pastor and a board agree on a decision, both parties need to support each other in public.

On rare occasions, the pastor or a board member can revisit an issue … inside a board meeting.

But when a board backs the pastor’s detractors rather than their pastor, they shouldn’t be surprised if the pastor either resigns or starts looking for a new ministry.

It just occurred to me that all four of those board members eventually left that new church separately and angrily.

I sure wasn’t going to chase them down.

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Great songs have a way of taking us back in time to a specific place and moment.

“Just My Imagination” by The Temptations takes me back to a New Year’s retreat at Forest Home.

“God Only Knows” by The Beach Boys reminds me of a rare Rain Day in high school.

“Love is All Around” by The Troggs transports me back to ninth grade.

I know I’m dating myself with my selections, but that’s okay … I can only write about what I know.

All of the above songs are in my list of Honorable Mention Love Songs, including the following:

“I Just Can’t Help Believing” by B.J. Thomas (heard him sing it live several years ago)

“And I Love You So” by Don McLean (Perry Como had the hit)

“Til There Was You” from The Music Man (and covered by The Beatles)

“Love Minus Zero/No Limit” by Bob Dylan (“She knows there’s no success like failure/and that failure’s no success at all”)

“Follow Me” by John Denver (sung at my wedding)

“Carrying a Torch” by Van Morrison (written for Tom Jones)

“Let it be Me” by the Everly Brothers (and covered a million times since)

“Song for a Winter’s Night” by Gordon Lightfoot (“I would be happy just to hold the hands I love/On this winter night with you”)

“Unchained Melody” by The Righteous Brothers (what a vocal by Bobby Hatfield!)

“I Will be There” by Steven Curtis Chapman (why are there such few great love songs from Christian artists?)

“Wouldn’t it be Nice?” by The Beach Boys (who grew up five miles from my boyhood home)

“What Can I Do” by The Corrs (the band of Irish siblings who never made it big in America … but deserved to do so)

“Something in the Way She Moves” by James Taylor (George Harrison borrowed the line from his fellow Apple artist for his own “Something”)

“For My Lady” by The Moody Blues (“Oh, I’d give my life so lightly/for my gentle lady/give it freely and completely/to my lady”)

“All My Loving” by the Fab Four (the first song they performed live in America – on The Ed Sullivan Show – and I saw it … along with 73 million others)

These are my Top 5 Favorite Love Songs:

Number 5: “Perhaps Love” by John Denver

JD was the biggest entertainer in the world in the mid-1970s – so big that he filled the Universal Amphitheatre in Hollywood for a solid week.  I saw him twice in concert there.  The second time, I drove an hour to buy tickets for a show early one morning, walked to the ticket counter, and counted how many people were in line ahead of me: 425.

JD was so popular that my grandmother once told me, “John Denver.  That’s my guy!”  He had his critics, but few artists could write and sing a love song like this:

Perhaps love is like the ocean

Full of conflict, full of pain

Like a fire when it’s cold outside

Or thunder when it rains

If I should live forever

And all my dreams come true

My memories of love

Will be of you

By his own admission, this was the best song JD ever wrote.  It should have been a monster hit, but when it came out, JD’s career was already fading.  My sister-in-law Sara had it sung at her wedding … and the first time my wife and I visited Europe, this was “our song.”

JD sang this as a duet with Placido Domingo, one of The Three Tenors.  Here’s a clip of their version:

http://video.search.yahoo.com/video/play;_ylt=A2KLqIFzmRtRZg0Ahf_7w8QF;_ylu=X3oDMTBrc3VyamVwBHNlYwNzcgRzbGsDdmlkBHZ0aWQD?p=perhaps+love+john+denver+video&vid=7ed104937848393be7b39321619c5d29&l=3%3A29&turl=http%3A%2F%2Fts4.mm.bing.net%2Fth%3Fid%3DV.4610678366470435%26pid%3D15.1&rurl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.youtube.com%2Fwatch%3Fv%3D0TMAGYKdnqM&tit=Perhaps+Love+–+Live+at+the+Met&c=19&sigr=11aevckh3&&tt=b

He’s struggling with his voice here, but for me, it makes this clip all the more endearing:

http://video.search.yahoo.com/video/play;_ylt=A2KLqIXhJBlRym8AOcr7w8QF;_ylu=X3oDMTBrc3VyamVwBHNlYwNzcgRzbGsDdmlkBHZ0aWQD?p=perhaps+love+video+denver&vid=40557a8cd66cb079e6dd55b2a209c9d6&l=&turl=http%3A%2F%2Fts1.mm.bing.net%2Fth%3Fid%3DV.4647683796697152%26pid%3D15.1&rurl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.youtube.com%2Fwatch%3Fv%3D-9GePJCDtGY&tit=-+Live+in+England+-+Perhaps+Love&c=25&sigr=11ajt0idu&&tt=b

Number 4: “Catch the Wind” by Donovan

When he first surfaced in the mid-1960s, Donovan – who is Scottish – was billed as Britain’s answer to Bob Dylan.  His music was always … different … but he had some big hits.  This was his first hit, and for me, his best:

In the chilly hours and minutes

Of uncertainty, I want to be

In the warm hold of your loving mind

To feel you all around me

And to take your hand along the sand

Ah, but I may as well try and catch the wind

Donovan has recorded this song in many different versions: the original acoustic version, a slowed-down version for his Greatest Hits album, and a live version, to name just a few.

Here’s just Donovan and his guitar:

http://video.search.yahoo.com/video/play;_ylt=A2KLqILAnBtRdSoA4MT7w8QF;_ylu=X3oDMTBrc3VyamVwBHNlYwNzcgRzbGsDdmlkBHZ0aWQD?p=catch+the+wind+donovan+video&vid=3fb4dd3e6a5cdedb5077cbddb2acb07b&l=&turl=http%3A%2F%2Fts2.mm.bing.net%2Fth%3Fid%3DV.4907675309637833%26pid%3D15.1&rurl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.youtube.com%2Fwatch%3Fv%3Dw8uwc1cyhOg&tit=-+Catch+The+Wind+%28Live%29&c=5&sigr=11ar3j5rl&&tt=b

And he duets with Crystal Gayle in this clip from 1981:

http://video.search.yahoo.com/video/play;_ylt=A2KLqILAnBtRdSoA3cT7w8QF;_ylu=X3oDMTBrc3VyamVwBHNlYwNzcgRzbGsDdmlkBHZ0aWQD?p=catch+the+wind+donovan+video&vid=c2486afa6326958651e409511e666a8a&l=2%3A57&turl=http%3A%2F%2Fts3.mm.bing.net%2Fth%3Fid%3DV.4505245528490274%26pid%3D15.1&rurl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.youtube.com%2Fwatch%3Fv%3DTMknrmuDD0o&tit=Donovan+%26amp%3B+Crystal+Gayle+-+Catch+The+Wind&c=2&sigr=11afe7p26&&tt=b

Number 3: “I Knew I Loved You” by Savage Garden

When this song came out in 2000, I heard it everywhere.  And no wonder – it was the most played song on the radio in the US that year.

This Australian duo had other hits as well, but I don’t know any of them … just this one song.  (Their fame later caused them to split.)

This is the only song in my list from this century.  The chorus:

I knew I loved you before I met you

I think I dreamed you into life

I knew I loved you before I met you

I have been waiting all my life

When you met the Right One, that’s how you feel.

The video features a well-known actress.  See if you can guess which one:

http://video.search.yahoo.com/video/play;_ylt=A2KLqIWbGRlRiC8AnT_7w8QF;_ylu=X3oDMTBrc3VyamVwBHNlYwNzcgRzbGsDdmlkBHZ0aWQD?p=i+knew+i+loved+you+video&vid=ce25ee4740665ad3306e7ea423b6a6ba&l=3%3A50&turl=http%3A%2F%2Fts1.mm.bing.net%2Fth%3Fid%3DV.4879302812762232%26pid%3D15.1&rurl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.youtube.com%2Fwatch%3Fv%3DjjnmICxvoVY&tit=-+I+Knew+I+Loved+You&c=0&sigr=11aldab64&&tt=b

Number 2: “I’ll Never Find Another You” by The Seekers

The Seekers were an Australian folk-influenced pop group with lead vocals by Judith Durham.  This song was written by Tom Springfield, brother of the famed British singer Dusty Springfield.

The Seekers were huge in Australia and England, and have sold 60 million records worldwide.  Their biggest hit was “Georgy Girl.”

Somebody needs to redo this song:

There’s a new world somewhere

They call the Promised Land

And I’ll be there someday

If you will hold my hand

I still need you there beside me

No matter what I do

For I know I’ll never find another you

The lyrics are so captivating that it was used as the theme song for the Marriage Encounter weekend my wife and I attended many years ago.

If they gave me a fortune

My pleasure would be small

I could lose it all tomorrow

And never mind at all

But if I should lose your love, dear

I don’t know what I’d do

For I know I’ll never find another you

I did some research online to see if Judith Durham lived out the lyrics to this song, and she did.  She was married 25 years to her husband, but even though he was struck with a fatal disease, she cared for him until his death.

This is a clip of The Seekers from a TV special in 1967:

http://video.search.yahoo.com/video/play;_ylt=A2KLqIKfFhlRVC4AEhT7w8QF;_ylu=X3oDMTBrc3VyamVwBHNlYwNzcgRzbGsDdmlkBHZ0aWQD?p=i%27ll+never+find+another+you+video&vid=bee4444e56b77d0ad3d51aa201834a0a&l=3%3A17&turl=http%3A%2F%2Fts3.mm.bing.net%2Fth%3Fid%3DV.4661204374323214%26pid%3D15.1&rurl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.youtube.com%2Fwatch%3Fv%3D4V8ORetWvkY&tit=The+Seekers+%28Aug+2010%29+-+I%26%2339%3Bll+Never+find+another+you+-+Stereo&c=23&sigr=11ad3mcdq&&tt=b

And of all the clips I’ve presented, this is the most moving.  It’s Judith Durham singing in London in 2003 … and George and Linda, this is for you:

http://video.search.yahoo.com/video/play;_ylt=A2KLqIFwFxlRfU0AS0_7w8QF;_ylu=X3oDMTBrc3VyamVwBHNlYwNzcgRzbGsDdmlkBHZ0aWQD?p=i%27ll+never+find+another+you+video&vid=20dc7a47bf3266113c889ee3df7dac9e&l=2%3A39&turl=http%3A%2F%2Fts1.mm.bing.net%2Fth%3Fid%3DV.4718301660381392%26pid%3D15.1&rurl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.youtube.com%2Fwatch%3Fv%3DmHW3D36WFMM&tit=Judith+Durham+-+I%26%2339%3Bll+Never+Find+Another+You&c=0&sigr=11afpn7u6&b=31&tt=b

Number 1: “Kathy’s Song” by Simon and Garfunkel

This duo only released five albums, but so many songs became classics: “The Sound of Silence,” “I Am a Rock,” “Scarborough Fair,” “Homeward Bound,” and, of course, “Bridge Over Troubled Water.”  We studied the lyrics to “Old Friends” in English class.  Max Lucado even quoted from “The Boxer” in No Wonder They Call Him the Savior.

I grew up in fundamentalist churches, and we weren’t supposed to listen to secular music … but Simon and Garfunkel were permitted.  Christian folk groups covered their stuff – and I even heard “Bridge” performed at a men’s retreat!

S&G’s lyrics are literate and dense … just the way I like them … because they make you think.

Imagine that you’re separated from the person you love by an ocean.  That’s how Paul Simon felt when he wrote this song for his British girlfriend Kathy.

In six verses, he describes how he feels about being separated from her on a rainy day in America:

My mind is distracted and diffused

My thoughts are many miles away

They lie with you when you’re asleep

And kiss you when you start your day

The fifth verse is my favorite:

And so you see, I have come to doubt

All that I once held as true

I stand alone without beliefs

The only truth I know is you

Viewed theologically, the words overstate the case … but they’re meant to be taken emotionally.  Kathy means the world to the songwriter.

Paul Simon has always sung this song live, but in this video clip, Art Garfunkel does the honors:

http://video.search.yahoo.com/video/play;_ylt=A2KLqINxIxlRzSwAAhj7w8QF;_ylu=X3oDMTBrc3VyamVwBHNlYwNzcgRzbGsDdmlkBHZ0aWQD?p=kathy%27s+song+video&vid=555de0954630d6a154b233ef146a6962&l=4%3A49&turl=http%3A%2F%2Fts3.mm.bing.net%2Fth%3Fid%3DV.5023596488491458%26pid%3D15.1&rurl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.youtube.com%2Fwatch%3Fv%3D9FE6JTtCLK0&tit=Kathy%26%2339%3Bs+Song&c=16&sigr=11aqh1t5g&&tt=b

For me, all the love songs that have ever been sung apply to just one person.

Happy Valentine’s Day, Sweetheart.

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Since Valentine’s Day is near, I thought I’d take a break from writing about conflict and write about love instead.

You wouldn’t know it at first glance, but I’m quite a romantic guy … especially for a pastor … even though some people have accused pastors of being a third sex.

I love love … especially great songs about love.

In fact, as I was preparing for this article, I perused my “Love Songs” playlist on iTunes … and found I have 889 songs on it … some with multiple versions.

My favorite songs about love have to meet five criteria:

*The performance must be heartfelt with clean lyrics.  (There goes most of the 21st century.)

*The song must be well known or done by a major artist.

*No song can be a breakup song … all must refer to falling in love or being in love at present.  (There goes “Someone Like You” by Adele.)

*The song has to be one you can sing with … which means that sometimes the sparser the instrumentation, the better.

*The song has to move your soul and touch your heart … even moving you to tears.  (My top 5 songs all tear me up.)

After I made my list, I noticed that nearly every song was by a male artist or artists … and that a really good love song is a relatively rare thing.

I’ll count down my Top 5 next time.  Here are Love Songs 10 through 6:

Number 10: “Can’t Help Falling in Love” by Elvis Presley

Elvis arrived on the scene long before I started paying attention to popular music, so I didn’t hear most of his great songs until my early teens.

But I know how much he meant to so many people.  While on a trip to the Southeast a few years ago, my son Ryan and I stopped to visit Elvis’ birthplace in Tupelo, Mississippi:

Jim and Ryan Southern Trip 229

The home of his birthplace isn’t very large:

Jim and Ryan Southern Trip 230

You can even shake hands with a young Elvis:

Jim and Ryan Southern Trip 233

Of all Elvis’ songs, I like this one the best, especially this lyric:

Take my hand

Take my whole life too

For I can’t help

Falling in love with you

I’ve never been a fan of Vegas-style singing and playing, preferring sparser arrangements than Elvis used, but there’s no doubt he was a great entertainer, as this clip demonstrates:

http://video.search.yahoo.com/video/play;_ylt=A2KLqIQxHxlRMgMAQxj7w8QF;_ylu=X3oDMTBrc3VyamVwBHNlYwNzcgRzbGsDdmlkBHZ0aWQD?p=can%27t+help+falling+video+elvis&vid=da7385458be44c3b03ecacc4d82896f2&l=&turl=http%3A%2F%2Fts3.mm.bing.net%2Fth%3Fid%3DV.4657171360579938%26pid%3D15.1&rurl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.slack-time.com%2Fmusic-video-2124-Elvis-Presley-Cant-Help-Falling-In-Love&tit=Elvis+Presley+-+Can%26%2339%3Bt+Help+Falling+In+Love&c=0&sigr=12iooisfh&&tt=b

Number 9: “Have I Told You Lately” by Van Morrison

I tried to work in a love song by U2 … but there aren’t many … and I also tried to work in one from Bob Dylan … but his are more bittersweet.

But if you want love songs – great love songs – just listen to Van the Man – especially his stuff over the last 25 years.  His best love song is arguably “Have I Told You Lately,” popularized by Rod Stewart.

The song … sung to a lover … even suggests that the couple pray at the end of the day.

I took my wife to a Van concert for her birthday nearly 20 years ago.  What blew me away was the power of his voice: it filled the entire auditorium.  Yet Van suffers from stage fright, so much so that he sometimes performs with his back to the audience.  When he’s on, there’s nobody like him.  Here are two clips of him singing this song (the first clip is more restrained):

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http://video.search.yahoo.com/video/play;_ylt=A2KLqISzHBlRrXYANtb7w8QF;_ylu=X3oDMTBrc3VyamVwBHNlYwNzcgRzbGsDdmlkBHZ0aWQD?p=have+i+told+you+lately+van+morrison+video&vid=349dfc58b986b2a080a7e1ad4d9e8a5b&l=&turl=http%3A%2F%2Fts3.mm.bing.net%2Fth%3Fid%3DV.5003234056339594%26pid%3D15.1&rurl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.youtube.com%2Fwatch%3Fv%3D_HYqay2gbdU&tit=Van+Morrison+-+Have+I+told&c=17&sigr=11aan4qq0&&tt=b

Number 8: “Here, There and Everywhere” by The Beatles

The Beatles were primarily purveyors of the love song … at least until Revolver and Sgt. Pepper came out … when they began writing about topics like the unfairness of taxes, the gap between teens and their parents, and growing to the age of 64.

This song … written by Paul McCartney while waiting for John Lennon around the latter’s pool … is one of their best, even though it was never issued as a single … and it comes from Revolver, considered by many experts to be the best album of all-time by anybody.

I’ve been privileged to see Sir Paul in concert twice … the last time in Phoenix, Arizona:

Paul McCartney in Phoenix March 28, 2010 132

Since The Beatles never did this song live, we’ll have to settle for a couple of clips of this song being performed by Sir Paul … in clips 10+ years apart (video is better on the second clip):

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http://video.search.yahoo.com/video/play;_ylt=A2KLqIG9IRlRcToAhTT7w8QF;_ylu=X3oDMTBrc3VyamVwBHNlYwNzcgRzbGsDdmlkBHZ0aWQD?p=here+there+and+everywhere+video&vid=f341b77164be75ed14c09a3fa49132d4&l=&turl=http%3A%2F%2Fts2.mm.bing.net%2Fth%3Fid%3DV.4681274738933873%26pid%3D15.1&rurl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.youtube.com%2Fwatch%3Fv%3D4CwPRyVXy_k&tit=-+Here%2C+There+And+Everywhere&c=21&sigr=11auj6ud9&&tt=b

Number 7: “Beautiful” by Gordon Lightfoot

I wish I could see GL in concert.  Due to aging and some health problems, his voice isn’t what it once was,  but I have all his stuff and absolutely love his sound.  When Gord’s Gold came out a few months after our wedding, I played it over and over.

When my wife and I were selecting music for our wedding, this is one of the songs we considered … and no wonder, with lyrics like these:

At times I just don’t know

How you could be anything but beautiful

I think that I was made for you

And you were made for me

And I know that I will never change

Cause we’ve been friends through rain or shine

For such a long, long time

And then he ends with:

And I must say that it means so much to me

To be the one

That’s telling you

I’m telling you

That you’re beautiful

Here’s a clip of GL singing this song from several years ago:

http://video.search.yahoo.com/video/play;_ylt=A2KLqIB6IBlRzFoAIor7w8QF;_ylu=X3oDMTBrc3VyamVwBHNlYwNzcgRzbGsDdmlkBHZ0aWQD?p=beautiful+video+gordon+lightfoot&vid=8f238c84c1cb5a4b01e4eaec34f0dfe3&l=3%3A05&turl=http%3A%2F%2Fts3.mm.bing.net%2Fth%3Fid%3DV.5061426567774234%26pid%3D15.1&rurl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.youtube.com%2Fwatch%3Fv%3DJEJILYrtCp8&tit=Gordon+Lightfoot+-+Beautiful+-+%5BLive%5D&c=1&sigr=11ahbp15q&&tt=b

And here’s a clip of the original song from 1972 … with a single image … and GL in classic form:

http://video.search.yahoo.com/video/play;_ylt=A2KLqIB6IBlRzFoALYr7w8QF;_ylu=X3oDMTBrc3VyamVwBHNlYwNzcgRzbGsDdmlkBHZ0aWQD?p=beautiful+video+gordon+lightfoot&vid=5eda8548dbdea91caa7140d9461bfe2c&l=3%3A24&turl=http%3A%2F%2Fts4.mm.bing.net%2Fth%3Fid%3DV.4938135214162091%26pid%3D15.1&rurl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.youtube.com%2Fwatch%3Fv%3Dxkbcg1BYPfM&tit=-+Beautiful+%28Original%29+HQ+1972&c=12&sigr=11asi6or6&&tt=b

Number 6: “Angel Dream” by Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers

I love a lot of Tom Petty’s stuff … most of it from Full Moon Fever on … like “Free Fallin'” and “King’s Highway” and “You Wreck Me.”

In fact, my former church in Arizona started two services with Tom Petty songs: “Runnin’ Down a Dream” and my all-time TP favorite, “I Won’t Back Down.”

While he’s not known for his love songs, Tom and the gang have performed some great ones over the years … but this one is my favorite:

Now I’m walking this street on my own

But she’s with me everywhere I go

Yeah, I found an angel

I found my place

I can only thank God it was not too late

The second clip is better, but has subtitles in Spanish:

http://video.search.yahoo.com/video/play;_ylt=A2KLqIByLxlRTFEAFLr7w8QF;_ylu=X3oDMTBrc3VyamVwBHNlYwNzcgRzbGsDdmlkBHZ0aWQD?p=tom+petty+video+angel+dream&vid=6668664138ec3fa1a199e38c0dade9d7&l=&turl=http%3A%2F%2Fts4.mm.bing.net%2Fth%3Fid%3DV.4918863712813383%26pid%3D15.1&rurl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.youtube.com%2Fwatch%3Fv%3DYgxIIOJWxCY&tit=Tom+Petty+-+Angel+dreams&c=2&sigr=11atpr3fm&&tt=b

http://video.search.yahoo.com/video/play;_ylt=A2KLqIByLxlRTFEAGrr7w8QF;_ylu=X3oDMTBrc3VyamVwBHNlYwNzcgRzbGsDdmlkBHZ0aWQD?p=tom+petty+video+angel+dream&vid=400f298abf8c4e99bb4c003164d221af&l=3%3A28&turl=http%3A%2F%2Fts1.mm.bing.net%2Fth%3Fid%3DV.4660757686517776%26pid%3D15.1&rurl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.youtube.com%2Fwatch%3Fv%3Ds9ySqbGmcBc&tit=and+The+Heartbreakers+-+Angel+Dream+%28Subtitulado%2FTraducido+en+…&c=8&sigr=11ah9qeno&&tt=b

Those are five of my favorite love songs.

Out of the thousands of love songs out there, which are your favorites?

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I just posted the 250th blog article I’ve written since December 2010.

It used to be a good day if I had 25 views.  Now I regularly receive 3 times that number, for which I praise God.

I’m not writing about issues for the general Christian public … I’ll let others address those things.

Instead, I want to write about topics that Christians think about but can’t find much guidance on.

I especially want to expose the dark side of church leadership to the light.

I literally have scores of topics I can write about … all I have to do is peruse the terms people type into their search engines to find my blog.

And today, I turned in the manuscript for my book a second time to my publisher.  You’ll know when it’s ready!

My Top 10 all-time most viewed articles are:

1. If You Must Terminate a Pastor (3 1/2 times more views than the second most-read article)

2. Pastors Who Overfunction

3. Secular Songs You Can Sing in Church, Finale

4. When to Correct a Pastor

5. Secular Songs You Can Sing in Church, Part 1

6. When You’re Upset with Your Pastor

7. Pastors Who Cause Trouble

8. Conflict Lessons from War Horse

9. Facing Your Accusers

10. Why I Love London

Like most writers, sometimes I write for myself, and other times, I write to shed light on a problem area.

I can never predict how many times a particular article will be read … but I’m grateful every time someone reads even one.

And that includes you, my friend.

Thanks for reading!

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Want to know a dirty little secret about large churches?

Many of them … if not most of them … grow because they’re far better at reaching the already-saved than spiritually lost people.

I once heard a nationally-known pastor confess that after 15 years of ministry, the next thing his church was going to focus on was evangelism.  A friend who attended that church told me that 98% of all their new members were Christians who came from other area fellowships.

If that’s ministry success, then maybe Jesus should have stated the Great Commission this way:

“Therefore invite disciples from smaller churches to your church, baptizing them and teaching them so they can pad the membership roster and turn your ministry into a megachurch.”

But, of course, Jesus’ Commission is to “make disciples of all nations [people groups]” … and making disciples always begins with bringing people into a relationship with Christ first.

As I mentioned in my last article, I came to a place in my life nearly 25 years ago where I saw that the gather/scatter philosophy was not working.  (The church gathers for worship on Sundays and then scatters for evangelism during the week.)

No matter how many times I told people to share their faith … or trained them how to do it … few if anybody ever did it.

(Is it because Christians can’t answer the objections of secular people?  Because we’re not filled with the Spirit?  Because we don’t make time for spiritual discussions?  Or because we don’t think anybody is really going to hell?)

Whatever the reason, I learned that 85% of all churches are either stagnant or declining, while only 15% are growing … and many growing churches are simply siphoning off believers from smaller churches.

I can tell you the day things changed for me.

A pastor friend loaned me four tapes of some talks given by Bill Hybels.  By the second tape, I was in tears.  Bill said that a high school football player at his church was so excited about their services that he reserved an entire row for members of his football squad to join him.

I wanted to be in a church like that!

So after much prayer, research, and discussion, the church I led voted to sell our property … all 1.8 acres of it … and used the proceeds to start over in a light industrial building several miles away.

In the process, we took some major risks, convinced that God was leading us:

*It was risky to sell our property… some experts advised against it … but the place had run its course.  It was time to try something new.

*It was risky to convert a warehouse into a worship center … but when it was done, it felt like heaven on earth.

*It was risky to start a new church with a group of 50 veteran Christians … but they made a great core group for a new church.

*It was risky to let a cautious, seminary-trained pastor lead such a venture … but I was able to make the transition, even though it took time.

But taking risks for Jesus is never easy, and we paid many prices:

*We sensed strong spiritual opposition constantly.

*We were continually hassled by the building department.

*We were cheated by our contractor, who charged us three times what that remodeling project should have cost.

*We kept setting and missing deadlines for our grand opening service … seven deadlines, in fact.

*We constantly battled discouragement because the remodeling project went so slowly.

One night, we took a risk and planned a concert with a well-known Christian artist for a Sunday evening.  The concert could only come off if we obtained our conditional use permit.

We finally obtained it the Friday before … with a few minutes to spare.

400 people attended that concert … one of the greatest nights of my life.

And one month later, when our church officially opened to the public, we had 311 people at our first service.

God performed miracle after miracle for our church.  Unbelievable stuff.

Many people came to faith in Christ and were baptized.

Our worship services were incredible … the best I’ve ever witnessed … and were so good that people constantly invited friends and family to them.

A bond formed among the leaders that will always be present …  and most of those individuals later became leaders in other churches.

Here are five lessons I learned by taking risks for Jesus:

*I had to change as a pastor and as a person.  I could no longer preach one way and live another way.  I had to incarnate change before anybody bought it.  But leading that church made me feel fully alive!

*Our core group had to change as well.  Some couldn’t make the changes and left the church … but most were transformed as leaders and people.

*We were forced to our knees in prayer … forced to address relational issues with others … forced to give beyond a tithe … and forced to rely on the Lord for everything … because we wanted God’s blessing on our ministry.

*We had to rely on the Lord every single day.  We were a couple offerings away from extinction … just like Willow Creek Church in their early days.

*God honors faith.  Hebrews 11 is filled with stories of people who heard God’s voice and obeyed Him against great odds, even though their actions didn’t make sense to those around them.

The late Guy Greenfield, a pastor for many years, once wrote:

“When a church is focused on taking care of itself, paying off its mortgage, paying its bills, and saving money, and shows little interest in outreach, evangelism, ministry, and missions, it is often headed for trouble. . . . Outreach, evangelism, ministry, and missions will keep a congregation on its knees in prayer (which always frightens Satan away). Satan can more easily invade a church that is consumed with secondary matters.”

I have found this to be true in all of the churches that I served as pastor.

When we were focused on reaching lost people, we were forced to get into spiritual shape, make sacrifices, and take risks.

When we were focused on ourselves, we became spiritually shabby, sought our own personal comfort, and stopped doing anything that required real faith.

God did not make churches to become self-contained clubs.  He made churches to become service-oriented organisms.

In the Parable of the Talents, Jesus commended the two men who took their master’s talents … “put his money to work” … and doubled their talents.  But Jesus harshly judged the man who received one talent and hid it in the ground.

The Christian church in America is hiding most of its talents in the ground … spending its time, energy, and funding on staff salaries and building mortgages.

It’s why our services are unexciting … why we’re not growing spiritually … why people are bored at church … why nothing of any consequence is happening.

Where is the sense of adventure?

What is happening in your church that requires God as the only explanation?

It’s time we started taking risks for Jesus … just like the first church in Jerusalem.

Even if we fall flat on our face.

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Somebody recently asked me two similar questions: “What was your best church experience?  What was your worst church experience?”

My worst experience – by far – was the second church I served as pastor.

The church was the result of a merger between two small churches.  I was the pastor of the smaller church … my rookie pastorate.

We merged with a church five miles away whose pastor had been ill for months.

We gained property with a building … the other group gained a pastor and some money in savings.

I served as pastor of that church for 7 years.

Most people from the two churches were philosophically incompatible.

The group from my church – mostly seniors – kept looking back to the 1950s and wanted to replicate that culture in their new church.

The other group sought to be more contemporary.

Since I didn’t know the other group very well, I spent more time initially getting to know them … and found that I liked them a lot more than the group that came with me.

18 months after the merger, the whole thing blew up when 25 people from my group left the church.

For the next few years, the ministry was difficult.  I battled depression constantly … mentally resigned every other Monday … and began perusing classified ads to find another job.

In desperation, I began asking God to do something drastic.  I told Him that I saw 5 possibilities for my future:

*Stay at the church as pastor

*Move to another church as pastor

*Become a staff member at another church

*Go into secular work

*Sell the church property and start over in a new location

I told the Lord that I wasn’t smart enough to make the decision and that I would do whatever He told me to do.

In my mind, the second and third possibilities made the most sense.  The last one made the least sense.

Guess which one God chose?

The last one: sell the church property and start over in a new location.

Years later, I sat in the office of a seminary professor whom I had met for the first time.  As we were talking, he said to me, “I even read a story in a book about a pastor whose church sold their property and started over somewhere else.”

I told him, “That was me!”

And I still can’t believe we did that.

Why did we take that risk?

First, the church didn’t have a worship center.  At one time, the congregation met in their small gymnasium.  When I came to the church, they were meeting in their fellowship hall.  When 70 people were present, the place felt full … and people felt content.  Without a dedicated worship center, we looked minor league to newcomers.

Second, the church property was decaying.  There was a perpetual gas smell in the nursery.  Water flooded into a classroom when it rained.  The place looked deserted from the street because the parking lot was located in the back.  We looked at the costs of upgrading the place and it felt prohibitive for our smallish congregation.

Third, the church could not retain young families.  Young couples would come to our community for their first jobs, but because most couldn’t afford the cost of housing, they would move to Colorado or Texas where houses were more attainable.

Finally, the church lacked a vision of what it could become.  For years, we had the same ministries … Sunday School, men’s fellowship, women’s meetings, AWANA … and it just wasn’t working.

One year, we baptized just one person.

When I was in seminary, I was told, “Preach the Word and your church will grow.”  I did preach it, teaching through books like Numbers, Joshua, Judges, Nehemiah, Malachi, Mark, Acts, Ephesians … but we didn’t grow.

What was the problem?

In my view, it was our ministry philosophy toward spiritually lost people.

I believed that if I equipped God’s people well, they would go to their homes and workplaces, share their faith, win people to Christ, and then invite them to come to the church.

But it almost never happened that way … and yet we kept up that line of thinking for years.

We played it safe … just treading ministry water … and the people in our community responded accordingly.

Until we risked it all for Jesus.

The experience of selling our property and starting over somewhere else initially frightened me … but as I look back, it was one of the best decisions I ever made … even though it just about killed me.

The ministry that resulted was the best church experience I’ve ever had.

More next time!

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Pastors make mistakes … all the time.

Last week, I made a doozy.

I scheduled an appointment one day with an accountant for 1:00 pm.  Since I had been to the office two weeks before, I figured I could find it “by feel.”

While I found the main intersection just fine, I kept driving through office complexes, looking for a familiar-looking entrance … but I couldn’t find it.

Finally, out of frustration, I actually called the office – and was told I was on the wrong side of the street.  I promised to be there in two minutes.

So I got in my car, quickly drove to the right office, and then reached for my backpack (with my wallet, smartphone, and glasses inside) … and realized that I didn’t have it.

Suddenly, I remembered that I called the office with my backpack on top of my car … but when I got out of the car, it wasn’t there.

Oh, no!

I raced out of the parking lot and turned right … only to find my backpack in the middle of the street, along with my tax forms, which were blowing every which way.

Fortunately, it wasn’t a busy street, so I quickly picked everything up … but boy, did I feel stupid!

Since I retrieved everything … and one of my tax forms looks good with a tire track on it … I quickly forgot about the incident.

Until today.

When I preach, I love to tell stories like that on myself because it shows the congregation that I’m as human as they are.

But what many – if most – pastors don’t want you to know is that we can be fallible as well.

Let me share with you several thoughts on pastors and their fallibility:

First, pastors are obsessed with being right.

Before I preach, I study my brains out.  It’s important that I interpret Scripture correctly, illustrate it powerfully, and apply it relevantly.  When I stand before God’s people and teach them God’s Word, I want to be convincing.

After all, I’m speaking with the authority of God Almighty.

But I can still make mistakes.  I’ve had people come up to me after a service and ask, “Do you realize what you said?”  When they tell me, I’m embarrassed … and wish I could issue an immediate correction!

It’s easy for pastors to take that preaching mindset away from the pulpit into other venues … like board meetings, staff meetings, or counseling sessions … or even at home with the family.

In Marshall Shelley’s groundbreaking book on pastor-centered conflict, Well-Intentioned Dragons, Shelley tells about a pastor who used a specific phrase whenever someone disagreed with him.  The phrase?

“You may be right.”

Is it you may be right?  Or you may be right?  Or you may be right?

I don’t really know … but the phrase reflects the fact that the pastor is not the fount of all wisdom and knowledge … and that other people have good ideas, too.

Pastors need to use that phrase more often.

Second, pastors have a hard time admitting they’re wrong.

40 years ago, the most popular TV show in America was All in the Family.  While Archie Bunker’s mouth was always open – expressing opinions, putting down his son-in-law, and pontificating on the state of the world – there were two words he just couldn’t get out of his mouth:

“I’m sorry.”

I’m not an Elton John fan, but he’s right: Sorry Seems to be the Hardest Word.

We don’t want our pastors apologizing all the time.  Can you imagine what it would be like if a pastor apologized throughout his message?

“I’m sorry … I could have said that better.”

“I’m sorry … I didn’t pronounce Artaxerxes right.”

“I’m sorry … I was thinking about the 49ers playoff game last night.”

We want our pastors to be strong and persuasive, to proclaim the Word of God with the anointing of God.

But there are times when a pastor does need to apologize … mostly in relational settings … even if people don’t know you’re a pastor.

Not long ago, I went to the local Kentucky Fried Chicken outlet and was unhappy with their prices.  I expressed my discontent directly to the server behind the counter, but he didn’t get ruffled.  I immediately felt bad about what I said.

I sat and ate my food, but on my way out, I stopped and apologized to him for the way I spoke to him.  He accepted my apology.  I was wrong and needed to admit it.

The prices were still too high … but he didn’t set them.

Pastors need to say “I’m sorry” when they’re late for an appointment … or if they get upset in a board meeting … or when they overreact to criticism.

After all, if we pastors truly believe that we’re all sinners, doesn’t that mean that we sin at times … and not just in private?

Finally, pastors struggle with certain ongoing sins.

When I was a teenager, I had a really annoying habit: I tore the bottom inch off of newspapers (the place without ink), put it in my mouth, and chewed it for a few moments.  To this day, I can’t tell you why I did that.

But I overcame that problem.  I haven’t done that in more than 40 years.

I’ve always tried to be open about sins that I used to commit … but have now overcome.

Pastors sense that they can admit a problem with overeating … or ignoring their kids … or going into megadebt … as long as they’ve overcome those sins with God’s help.

But what pastors struggle with the most is admitting that they still commit certain sins.

Like anyone else, pastors can make cutting remarks … or can talk too much in public … or can go berserk when a driver cuts them off in traffic.

Because we pastors still cross God’s moral and spiritual lines, we need to serve the Lord with humility … and forgive those who criticize us … and admit when we’re wrong.

I don’t know about you, but I’m drawn to pastors who let me know they’re just as human as I am.

And I’m repulsed by pastors who must always be right, even when they’re obviously wrong.

“Infallible” pastors may have large congregations … and write books … and be in demand as speakers.

But they won’t be able to get very close to their wives … or kids … or friends.

Because an infallible God only uses fallible servants to preach His infallible Word and reach His fallible Church.

And He can’t do much with infallible pastors.

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“Now life has killed the dream I dreamed.”

That line – the very last line of the song “I Dreamed a Dream” from the play/film Les Miserables – has always touched me deep inside.

There are people down through the centuries who could sing that line … in fact, that entire song … with just as much passion as Anne Hathaway’s Fantine character did in the just-released movie.

Like Fantine, they’ve experienced a taste of the best that life has to offer … but then circumstances have gone horribly wrong for them, and they find themselves just hoping to survive.

That’s one of the things that struck me most about the film version of Les Miserables.  The people in the movie were all doing their best just to cling to life for another day.

I read Victor Hugo’s Les Miserables in ninth grade – albeit an abridged version – and learned that it served as the inspiration for 1960’s The Fugitive TV show, starring David Janssen (real name: David Meyer).  I’ve also been privileged to see the musical twice, the last time in London’s West End, and our family has owned the music on cassette/CD for years.  (My daughter Sarah knows every word of the musical by heart.)

But I can’t stop the tears whenever I hear “I Dreamed a Dream” or “Bring Him Home.”  And that’s good.

Those songs are filled with such emotion … and passion … and authenticity.  They put into words how so many people feel about God … and pain … and life.

When we attended the movie on Christmas Day, the bald-headed guy in front of me was pushing back tears as well.

But my first thought when I left the theater was this one:

Where is this kind of emotion in our churches today?

I love the Lord.  I love His Word.  I love His people.

But I must confess … I am rarely moved emotionally in church anymore.

In fact, sometimes I think that Christian leaders have systematically tried to remove authentic emotion from worship services.

Just hear me for a moment.

My wife and I have visited more than 50 churches in the past 3 years.  90% of the churches use the same format.

There’s 15-20 minutes of worship music, followed by the pastor’s message, which lasts 30-60 minutes.

(Prayers, announcements, and taking the offering are placed in different slots, depending upon the church.)

Are believers moved emotionally during the worship time?  Sometimes, but if you look around during that time, you’ll see that many believers aren’t singing at all.

Are believers moved during the message?  Sometimes, but it usually depends upon whether or not the pastor himself seems moved … and many pastors aren’t.

Over the past 10 years, I have noticed that most churches have gradually eliminated 4 service elements that did produce authentic emotion: dramatic vignettes, presentation songs, personal testimonies, and illustrations during the pastor’s message.

*Dramatic vignettes – which originally came from Willow Creek Community Church – could be humorous, but they could also be deeply touching emotionally.  Over the past 3 years, I have seen zero dramas in churches.

*Presentation songs featured a soloist or a duet or an ensemble singing a song that the congregation couldn’t possibly sing.  The songs usually tied in to the theme of that morning’s service.  (Someone from Willow once sang “I Dreamed a Dream” during weekend services.)  Over the past 3 years, I can only remember seeing performance songs at two churches – both in Phoenix – and one of them was at our home church there, Christ’s Church of the Valley, which offers one or two performance songs every weekend.

(The first time I attended a Leaders’ Conference at Willow in 1990, I was more moved emotionally during a two-hour slot of dramas/performance songs than I had been in the previous 20 years of attending worship services combined.)

*Personal testimonies are presented either live or on video.  CCV offered at least two personal testimonies on video every month, and they were usually very touching, often shown in the middle of the pastor’s message.  (Rick Warren used to do this as well, although I don’t know if he does it anymore.)

*Illustrations during a pastor’s message used to be a given, but you would be surprised at (a) how many pastors don’t use even one story during their whole message, and (b) how many pastors use stories to stir people intellectually but fail to move them emotionally.

Please don’t misunderstand me.  I am not saying that our worship times should be full of emotion as opposed to truth.  We are to love God with our whole heart, soul, strength, and mind.  But I am sincerely wondering where the heart has gone.

While we need truth to pass through our heads so it stirs our hearts, I wonder if we’re really afraid of our own God-given emotions.

When Neil Diamond sang “I Dreamed a Dream” on his Hot August Night 2 album, he changed the last line to this one:

“But life can’t kill the dream I dreamed.”

(Here’s his version with lyrics attached: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JzwhgJnCQCQ)

Why did he do that?  Maybe he didn’t feel comfortable singing the real line because he wanted to end the song on a positive note … I really don’t know.  But in so doing, he negated Fantine’s true feelings as she ended the song.

Provided someone sang that song during a service at your church, would they be permitted to sing the line as written or would someone make them change it?

I’ve had a theory for years that people will flock to worship services where they feel free to laugh and to cry.

People certainly flock to films and concerts and plays where that’s the case.

Maybe the film Les Miserables – shot through with Christian themes and an explicit Christian ending – can teach us that again.

More next time.

Happy 2013!

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This article ran two days before Christmas in 2011.  It’s so unique that I thought I’d run it again for those of you who haven’t seen it.  Merry Christmas!

Today’s guest blogger is my wife Kim, who discusses how the words “Christmas” and “Arabia” could once be used in the same sentence when she lived in the Middle East more than 40 years ago.  Ah, the magic and romance of the desert …

Kim in Arabia, May 2011

It seems so long ago.  The years were 1965-1970.  It was Christmas in Saudi Arabia, where my parents were missionaries to the Bedouin people in the desert.

Photo at Oasis Hospital with Kim’s father in back row, 3rd from left, 1967

We lived about 100 miles from the now beautiful, modern city of Dubai.

Dubai, May 2011

Dubai Today

46 years ago, we traveled by open land rover on non-existing roads surrounded by sand dunes.  It took about 10 hours to travel 100 miles.

19 months ago, I went back to visit where I lived.  I took a taxi to the hospital where we used to work and it only took 1 hour and 15 minutes.  What a difference!

Kim with Taxi in Arabia, May 2010

When the Arabs asked me why I was visiting, I told them, “I lived here 46 years ago.”  With amazement, they said, “There was nothing here.”  I said, “You are exactly right.”

Kim in Front of Oasis Hospital, May 2011

Every year at Christmas time, my brothers, sisters and I came home from boarding school, either in Pakistan or India.  It was only at Christmas time that I saw my parents each year.  I counted every day for months when it was time to go home.  Home was where we had no homework and no strict schedules for two months.

We would get together with friends on the compound.  We hiked, cooked, played games, played tricks on each other, and saw our pets (cats, dogs, gazelles, goats, a donkey, a fox, and a hedgehog).

Sometimes we slept outside up on high beds to keep snakes and scorpions away.  We would wake up in the morning hearing camels eating our dried palm leaf fence.

Life was simple.  We would run around without shoes, help in the hospital, read books, listen to good music, and sit around and just talk.  I loved the simplicity.

Saudi Arabian Desert

When it came to getting a Christmas tree, we were creative.  We chose a thorn bush and brought it home to decorate.  We had fun adorning the tree with popcorn.  We wanted more decorations so we took Kotex and tore it apart to make snow with cotton.  I wasn’t sure my mom was very happy with us.

We learned to make taffy, pulling and pulling until we had a sweet, sticky treat.

But my best memory was camping in the desert.  I remember always having a sinus infection but I was determined to go – so I bundled up and went camping.  Being in the desert at night under a clear sky, you could see every star.  You could see the campfire for miles.  You were surrounded by sand dunes and the sound of nothing.  It was peaceful and quiet.

It must have been how the shepherds, Joseph, and Mary felt when Jesus was born.

Our Christmas service was held outside at night.  The glowing of candles and far off lights made the desert romantic and magical.  I was asked to play the organ and everyone from the compound came and sang Christmas carols.  This was my gift to Jesus.

Oh, the simplicity of Christmas!

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