Like many people today I have a Facebook page and I try to update my status regularly. Most of the time I try and put something that will make people laugh or at least make them smile. But it seems I can't because when people call you "Pastor" they expect your Facebook status to be a scripture or something spiritual. I have been told several times by well meaning people that as a "Pastor" my Facebook status should be up lifting to the people who read it. Kind of makes me feel like a preforming monkey dancing around entertaining the crowd " I'm here to make you feel good about yourself", Whoa I just had a Zoolander flashback.
So being the loving and giving person I am, I decide to sit down and write a status that would make people say: " Ahhhh what a Pastoral status that was" or something like that. Little did I realize that people don't always see things the way you do. I wrote this as my Facebook status:
Several of my friends were defending me to this person I do not know and I wasn't going to get involved. But I couldn't resist the temptation to add fuel to the fire. I know that doesn't sound very Pastorly. After a few exchanges of Ideas and thoughts, mostly him telling me how I was wrong, I finally contacted him directly and we are actually started having a conversation.
Stay Thirsty for the Lord my friends
Pastor Steve
Monday, October 17, 2011
Thursday, July 21, 2011
And the Band Played On
The war over hymn's versus choruses has been raging now since the early 70's. And people on both sides are very dogmatic about their style of music. Recently as I heard some people arguing over which music was more spiritual and should be be sung in church, it suddenly hit me. Like a bolt of lightning this thought went streaking through my brain and the answer to this age old problem became crystal clear.
" IT REALLY DOESN'T MATTER".
I know you thought it would be some profound answer, nah that's not my style. You see, when we sing in church, in theory we are supposed to be praising God and giving Him glory,drawing closer to Him, at least that's what I've been told. If this true and we are praising God and it is for Him, how come we come to Him with music that we like? Aren't we making a big assumption that God likes the same music as us?
What if God's favorite music is polka and we have it all wrong? What if we found out tomorrow that God's favorite music was the sounds that whales make. Would you be in church the next Sunday trying to make sounds like a whale looking like Dory in finding Nemo? Or would we continue to sing the songs we like and say "I don't like that whale music it repeats to much" or " Those whale songs are old, slow and boring and I can't understand them". When did we become the arbiters of what God likes or dislikes.
So I say it doesn't matter, because it is not about us. It is about worshiping, giving praise and glory and thanks to God our father. And just like a father that gets an ugly tie on fathers day and he tells his child this is the most beautiful tie I've ever seen. Our Father in heaven hears our singing whether it is a hymn or chorus and says "that was beautiful, that was the most beautiful song I've ever heard.
1 Corinthians 14:26 says What then shall we say, brothers? When you come together, everyone has a hymn, or a word of instruction, a revelation, a tongue or an interpretation. All of these must be done for the strengthening of the church. Remember everyone has a hymn and our hymns may be different. I can see it now,100 years in the future people arguing about whether to sing choruses or this new music that has become popular called hymns.
Let me leave you with a joke:
An old farmer went to the city one weekend and attended the big city church. He came home and his wife asked him how it was. “Well,” said the farmer, “it was good. They did something different, however. They sang praise choruses instead of hymns.” “Praise choruses?” said his wife. “What are those?”
“Oh, they’re OK. They are sort of like hymns, only different,” said the farmer.
“Well, what’s the difference?” asked his wife. The farmer said, “Well, it’s like this – If I were to say to you “Martha, the cows are in the corn”’ – well, that would be a hymn. If on the other hand, I were to say to you:
Martha, Martha, Martha,
Oh Martha, MARTHA, MARTHA,
the cows, the big cows, the brown cows,
the black cows the white cows, the black and white cows,
the COWS, COWS, COWS are in the corn,
are in the corn, are in the corn, are in the corn,
the CORN, CORN, CORN.
Then, if I were to repeat the whole thing two or three times, well, that would be a praise chorus.”
The next weekend, his nephew, a young, new Christian from the city came to visit and attended the local church of the small town. He went home and his wife asked him how it was. “Well,” said the young man, “it was good. They did something different however. They sang hymns instead of regular songs.”
“Hymns?” asked his wife. “What are those?” “Oh, they’re OK. They are sort of like regular songs, only different,” said the young man. “Well, what’s the difference?”
The young man said, “Well, it’s like this – If I were to say to you ‘Martha, the cows are in the corn’ – well, that would be a regular song. If on the other hand, I were to say to you:
‘Oh Martha, dear Martha, hear thou my cry
Inclinest thine ear to the words of my mouth
Turn thou thy whole wondrous ear by and by
To the righteous, inimitable, glorious truth.
‘For the way of the animals who can explain
There in their heads is no shadow of sense
Hearkenest they in God’s sun or His rain,
Unless from the mild, tempting corn they are fenced.
‘Yea those cows in glad bovine, rebellious delight
Have broke free their shackles, their warm pens eschewed
Then goaded by minions of darkness and night
They all my mild Chilliwack sweet corn have chewed.
‘So look to the bright shining day by and by
Where all foul corruptions of earth are reborn
Where no vicious animals make my soul cry
And I no longer see those foul cows in the corn.’
Then if I were to do only verses one, three and four and do a key change on the last verse, well that would be a hymn.
Stay Thirsty My friends
Pastor Steve
Thursday, June 23, 2011
Things That Bother Me
As I sit here typing 18 days before my 53rd birthday I realize some things bother me.
- People who cut into line at amusement parks
- People who wont turn right on a red light when it is safe to do so.
- Justin Bieber (not really sure why, he just does)
- People that think the world owes them something.
- Decisions made in our denomination for political reasons
It bothers me because I don't sense Christ in the decisions being made, I can only feel agenda and that bothers me most of all. I am bothered because they either know they are going to retire soon and don't care or they want to position themselves to climb the denominational ladder of success. I am pretty sure Christ is also bothered by this as well. Of course me being bothered doesn't matter to them, they don't seem to care and that is the saddest part of all and the most bothersome.
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