
We’ve posted Mein Herze schwimmt im Blut [7/5/05], Outward and Inward Morality [7/10/05], and Rules to be Observed in Singing of Psalms [7/13/05] as typically good examples of Christian art, sermon and devotion.
Contrasted with this tradition and habit of mind is a contemporary Christianity which is trite, petty, thoughtless, sectarian, insular.
Neo-evangelicalism has pretty much abandoned any hope of a return to orthodoxy: it seeks to church the unchurched (whatever that means this week); and as secular culture drifts further to sea, those pretending to “do church” will be forced to more and more desperate extremes to reach them. You’ll hear scattered complaints but nothing above the din of Rock N Roll Worship Circus.
(Last week a celebrity pastor introduced his music minister to the church, and in his closing comments suggested that they enjoy a “wide range of worship styles” and that if you didn’t like the style this week, come back next week. In what other period of church history could that have been said? In what other period of church history would that have been tolerated?)
Fundamentalism likewise repudiated the past in favor of its in-house cultural neologisms—which drive more and more desperate people to those stylistically-challenged churches. Now some bumpkins are pretending to claim culture as their hope for repristinating orthodoxy. While the attempt has been amusing, it has not been helpful. Look through Majesty Hymns to find something that approximates Mein Herze schwimmt im Blut, listen to WCTS and its mindless twaddle for something of value. I know: we shall hear yet again their protests of separatism, but we are not fooled. They are worldly. Their music is worldly. Their forms [sic] are stolen from early television and old-time radio. And their pathetic entertainments were pop-culture rip-offs 50 years ago. If they’d had culture, they would have known it then; now they shall be forced to confront the sheer anachronism of it. They have a genuine affection for the ugly and the superficial, whether in their art, their preaching, or their devotion.
What drove them from Mein Herze schwimmt im Blut to I Asked the Lord to Comfort Me When Things Weren’t Going My Way or Jesus Is Coming Again? What drove them from Johannes Eckhart to Billy Sunday? What elevation of spirit did I miss? Explain to me how this is not a deformity of religious sentiment.
Neo-evangelicals are worldly and fundamentalists are nostalgically worldly.
Why is this? Why, when it is clearly within their power to change, do they still pump out this bilge? The same can be said for scores of other outlets: bbnradio.org, rejoice.org . . .
Modern man hates culture as the external and artificial constraint it places on his loves. The Evangelical is a modern man. The Fundamentalist is a modern man. Neither of the two houses of evangelicalism has distinguished itself as a patron of beauty, goodness or truth; it’s a simple fact of cultural history. Both look at culture as a gospel-tool, not the fashioning of a pious spirit. Neither believes in a transcendent reality by which all loves are tested. Among them you do not find the bond of spiritual community; among them you would be hard-pressed to find a real spiritual song, or a real sermon, or a real devotional guide.
Why is this?
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