Worship Leading – good? Not so good? Do we want to go back to something else, and if so, how far back?
This week my wife tagged me on what has to be one of the most awkward worship videos ever. My response? This has to be the best argument in favor of putting every worship team in gray cowl robes and having them chant in Latin.
Seriously, would that be so awful? Yeah, I know. This is the 21st century, and Latin is a dead language.
But when things are taken to the extreme, when things get really, really lame, one can be excused for being a bit reactionary.
(In the interests of full disclosure, I think this is about 7 years old, and may have been part of a talent contest and not necessarily from a Church service. If you want to see the guy moon-walk, go to Youtube.)
A Little History…
I came up in the Assemblies of God (originally baptized a Roman Catholic, but that’s another story) in the days where we still had hymnals in the pews (remember “pews?”).
Allow me to insert here that I appreciate our worship team at Pleasant Valley Assembly (Brodheadsville, PA). Nadine and her husband Derek are amazing. And I don’t mean that in the usual way. I know, the girls you met in your freshman year in college were “amazing” and were going to “change the world.” (They weren’t and they didn’t). Nadine and Derek however, are amazing in the real sense of the word and I speak from years of experience as a manager, leader, and consultant.
Nadine has the voice of an angel, and possesses an organizational acumen that comes from years managing and teaching school orchestras and ensembles.
And Derek… what can I say about Derek? Musician, composer, arranger, and sound engineer, Derek brings it every Sunday for the Glory of God. The metric I use for Derek is Lois’ opinion. She has played the piano in church since she was a teenager, and I tend to defer to her subject matter expertise.
Derek is one those enormously talented prodigies that hears and plays. On of these days I’m going to pay a visit to his music studio where the creativity happens.
Clearly Late To The Party… And A Little More History…
Lois and I were attending Church in Columbus, Georgia in 1988. We were married for a year and I was attending the Infantry Officer Basic Course at Fort Benning. I do not remember the subject of the sermon nor the scripture text. What I do recall is seeing – for the first time – a bunch of people with microphones up on the platform apparently singing along with rest of the congregation during the “song service.” Yes, that’s what we called it back then.
It was common then, as it is now, for the more talented members of the congregation to present a song – in the form of a solo, duet, or even an ensemble often between the offering and the sermon.
But this was different, and I was a bit perplexed. You only needed one person up there to direct the congregation, and these other folks seemed superfluous to say the least
Later that day, Lois spoke to her Mom and got the answer. This was a new thing called ‘Worship Leaders.’ OK. Things change. I get it.
Change – The Universal Constant…
The transition was inevitable, like dominoes falling. One church after another got rid of their “Song Service” and transitioned into “Worship.” And here I am thinking I was already “worshiping.” This was not a bad change necessarily. But good intentions are often taken too far. I’m not a big fan of Sunday Morning Nightclub.
I’m going back aways, but I can still remember Mike Rodolicco waving his handkerchief and leading the congregation in “I’ll Fly Away” like it was yesterday. Bethlehem Assembly in Richmond Hill, Queens where Lois’ dad pastored for decades held out until he retired. Hey, the Reverend William J. Behr started with 50 attendees on a Sunday Morning and closed with over 500. I think the man knew what he was doing.
So Now, What?
So nearly 30 years later, where does this leave us, in this new Church of congregational staring? Where does it leave us in Churches filled with supremely talented people who want nothing more than to minister to the rest of us?
I honestly don’t know. The answer is certainly not gray cowls and Latin. Do we go back to the hymnal? Maybe. Once in a while wouldn’t hurt, especially for old man like me.
That being said, there is a rich texture to the old ways and revisiting them may also be in order.
Sancti Dei (Holy God) is a product of the eleventh century A.D. A time when Western Civilization was on the ropes and my own Viking ancestors were ravaging Europe and the Islamic armies were making their presence felt.
Tell me that wasn’t serene.
Here is a sampling of the lyrics in Latin and translated into English.
Gloria et honor Deo
Glory and honor to God
Qui te flore roseo
Who with flowers of rosy dye
Coronavit et locavit
Crowned thy forehead, and hath placed thee
In throno sidereo:
In the starry throne on high
Salvet reos, solvens eos
He directs us, He protects us,
A mortis aculeo. Amen.
From death’s sting eternally.
Note the calm rendering and cadence, the peaceful contemplation. The reverence. Note the worship. You are in the Sanctuary of God.
Be still, and know that I am God… Psalm 46:10.