Ichabod?

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I am going to step out on a limb here. I may get pushed off; if so, I hope you will bandage my wounds and be gentle with your rebukes.

There always seems to be a plethora of diagnoses for apparent symptoms when talking about why one church is exciting, growing, reaching, flourishing, (insert catchy present active participle here) and why another church is not. Some will decry the apparent solemnity of one assembly and say that assembly is not entertaining enough. If by “entertaining” you mean “significantly distracted with cultural ballyhoo” then we are agreed, that is a bad trend.

If the service is so solemn that you mean somnambulated, then we find ourselves in agreement once more. They seem to wear their dullness like a badge of honor (“If you sing it too fast, you lose the meaning…”), especially when they are trying to distance themselves from the “religious nuts” who get so emotional down the street (you know, those crazy Christians who close their eyes, raise their hands, and stuff). Perhaps indeed people (specifically men, so I am told) are becoming bored in church, an argument I hear quite often on various blogs. One church is entertaining her members to death; another church is sleepwalking her folks into oblivion.

Those who shout that the church must entertain the masses in order to be effective will disparage the “boring” church. The “boring” church will decry the “entertaining” church that they are watering down the message (whatever that message may be; oftentimes it isn’t the Gospel). Either way, whether the focus is on entertainment, something is profoundly missing. If a church is satisfied with being boring, something is profoundly missing.

Or should I say someone.

Allow me a brief personal anecdote. My family was at one time very good friends with a Mennonite family; sadly, job changes moved us away from one another. They are a beautiful family, being nearly identical to ours. Their church was having a song service and invited us to come. We did not know what to expect as we drove into the parking lot of the church that evening; however, they were expecting us.

A gentleman greeted us at the door as we were walking in. We were escorted to a pew in the small, unadorned church building. As we made ourselves comfortable, men, women, and children greeted us. Little ones introduced themselves to us; men heartily shook my hand; ladies warmly greeted my wife, commenting on the loveliness of my children. A young man, probably no more that eighteen, then opened the service and prayed a simple prayer honoring God.

Nearly everyone had an opportunity to sing in the service, yet one thing was noticeably absent. There was not a musical instrument anywhere. No piano. No organ. No guitar; only the sweet melody of unadulterated voice offering praise and thanksgiving unto God. I found myself during the service transported somewhere other than where I was. My wife was swept up into it as well; the children were transfixed on the aria of voices.

So what is my point? The service was neither overtly entertaining nor was it boring. However, the overwhelming sense of the presence of the Holy Spirit was palpable. From the moment we walked into the door until the after-service fellowship, the Spirit was there. And I think this is where we are missing the boat in our many arguments about “entertaining vs. boring”.

I know that this may be a loaded question and one that strikes at the very heart of the church where you serve the Lord; if the Holy Spirit showed up, would the assembly know it? It is to our shame that more often than not Christians attend worship services where the Holy Spirit simply is not present. If He were to show up, my fear is that we would not notice because our experience with the Spirit would dictate otherwise. Why do I say that?

Many Christians face what I am talking about Sunday by Sunday in their dead services or their dog-and-pony excuses for a live one. This is a tragedy of untold sorrow and incalculable blame. I think we all know that to confess that the Spirit is absent from our services is bad marketing so what do we do—we settle, and we do it without remorse. We settle for the emptiness and manufacture an environment that markets that the Spirit is there. And I believe we do it because we have not experienced the power of the Holy Spirit to such a degree that the entire assembly would recognize it, embrace it, and live it out.

My Mennonite friends know the Spirit; my fear is that we would have to introduce ourselves to Him if He came to the door, that is if Ichabod has not been written across it.