I have recently started reading The Divine Commodity by Skye Jethani (so far I highly recommend this book). And that book has sparked these thoughts. I have been deeply involved in the Church and Culture discussion throughout college and my professional career inside the church. This is a discussion that needs to happen and continue. Should culture be levied in order to teach the world about God’s love and Grace? Should we remain separate from culture completely? There are no easy answers to these questions and if you can simply choose one and dismiss the other then you need to re-examine yourself.
There has been a lack of activity recently, i know. I have been spending much time as of late working on my thesis for school. This has led to a number of sleepless nights and piles of books strewn across my home office floor. So here is a quick look into my world as of the past few months. My thesis is exploring the idea of “Short Film as a New Medium for Worship.” There has been a recent trend of short films/videos being created and produced specifically for the Church. These films act within the worship service as part of the worship in the same way that visual art has done through history. Broadly worship encompasses any number of actions, services, sacrifices, or more so i had to specifically focus on the worship/liturgy of the church. More specifically I focused on the happenings between the beginning of and end of service. This includes – but is not limited to – music, sermon, offering, greeting, prayer, and doxology.
This emerging phenomenon works in conjunction with and in place of certain elements of the worship service. Rob Bell’s Nooma series acts within the Short Film as Teaching category i have devised for the purposes of my thesis. Other categories i have created to help develop a working framework are Short Film as Testimony or Story (i.e. Erwin McManus’ “Crave” and “Wide Awake”) and Short Film as Illustration (more colloquially sermon support – see SermonSpice.com, wiredchurches.com, and others). The other side of my thesis work will be creating three short films to help illustrate my thesis’ theological critique and reflection of this emerging discipline. Those i will share later as i finish them over time.
One interesting insight that, along with my thesis committee, i have come across is this idea of Film working in a similar fashion to the storied stained glass windows. Historically, stained glass windows have been more than just decoration, telling biblical stories, carrying theological ideas through a series, and creating a sacred space. What is film other than colored frames that tell a story as light passes through them. The story and theology is dependent on the creator. And as part of the modern advent of this trend, film has helped shaped our new sacred spaces. In a sense film in the church is acting as the new stained glass windows for a new generation.
Let me know what you think.
“Come, everyone! Clap your hands! Shout to God with joyful praise! (Ps. 47:1 NLT)”
My Grandfather loved praise and worship music. At the age of 81 he stood in the back of our little church and would clap his hands to every song that was played. Of course my grandfather had no rhythm and managed to clap completely off beat at all times. As hard as it may have been to be standing next to him, his intention was understood. In the Bible we find clapping mentioned 9 times (all old-testament). all of these occurrences are are some combination of the four hebrew verbs used to express the “striking” of something (macha, naka, saphak, taqa) and the Hebrew word for “hand” (kaf). Essesntially it means the striking of hands, or clapping. 5 of the 9 times we see these combinations, clapping has a negative connotation. These five places use the clapping of hands to show anger, scorn, and disgust (Job 27:23; 34:37, Lam. 2:15; Ezek. 25:6; Nahum 3:19). We still see this today when we make a bad choice or do something we might consider stupid, we clap our hands in disgust. The other four uses however, are meant to show joy, celebration, and praise (2 Kings 11:12; Ps. 47:1; 98:8; Isaiah 55:12). Two of these passages speak of nature giving praise by clapping it’s hands through rivers and trees. How majestic is our God that “all the trees of the field will clap their hands” along with the rivers? If we remember in Luke, Jesus rebukes the Pharisees complaining about the disciples displaying joyful and loud behavior as Jesus cam into town. He said that if these people become silent then surely the stones will cry out in praise. The simple act of placing two hands together repeatedly has such a wide range of meaning. It is one of the first things we learn to do as babies and symbolically is the last moment before life’s curtain call. Let our challenge this month be to realize that if we don’t praise our Creator and Savior that the trees, rivers, mountains, and rocks will. So clap your hands; applaud God’s majesty and greatness, even if it is out of rhythm like my grandfather, as long as it is from your heart.
Life can be stressful at times. Wow what a shocking revelation! (if this is a revelation to you please contact me and let me know how you do it) Life in America tends to high-paced. You work and you work and you work some more to provide the best for your family, for yourself, and for others. I know I fall victim to this mind set. I tend to not only light my candle on both ends but figure why not light it in the middle as well. We tend, as life gets busy and hectic, to begin to view life as one goal after another. If I can just make it through monday I will be fine. If I can just make it through mid-terms, finals, this paper, that project; life will get back to normal. What begins to happen is that lifestyle becomes normal. I know at times my lines become cups of coffee; if I can just make it to the next cup of coffee.
This happens in church life as well; if I can just make it through the Christmas production, the Easter production; if I can just make it to my next paycheck. We begin to get used to the lines we are determining our life by. One by one they add up. I know I begin to feel trapped, as if those determined lines are creating the bars in my jail cell.
We become so focused on each line we forget about the white space in the middle. We don’t live for today and enjoy the blessings that are found in the space between the lines. We tend to do this as Christians as well. We are so focused on heaven we forget about the here and now. We become so wrapped up in the afterlife that we don’t pay attention to life. Let me qualify this by saying that it’s not inherently bad. As Christians we have a perfected eternity to look forward to but I fear that it becomes the only thing we focus on. We sing about it in church, we talk about it when the news is bleak, and we forget that we are called to make a difference here on earth. Our life is a gift and we can’t forget that the time between the lines is just as important (if not more so) than the lines themselves. Tomorrow is never guaranteed.
So let us try our best to not define our days, weeks, months, and years by what’s next on our agenda. Let’s take the time to stop and smell the roses as they say. If the sparrows don’t worry about the next meal and the flowers of the field don’t care about the next church production then maybe we as Christians can live between the lines as well.