In the recent years we have developed a thrill-seeking culture –
a culture moved more by emotional stimuli than careful thought –
that affects many facets of our lives. I have not been to a
movie in years, but I have seen trailers on TV and digital
video, and heard people talk about them. I have noticed many
come away more enamored with the thrilling “special effects”
while having only a sketchy memory of the plot or story behind
the effects. At musical concerts, for the most part, the most
attention is given to special effects to create an emotional
atmosphere than to thoughtful lyrics that convey real messages.
I
fear this culture is affecting public worship. People are “going
to church” not to be challenged to think on spiritual things but
to be thrilled by the “special effects” generated by preachers
and “worship leaders.” Rather than songs, clearly worded and
sung to praise God and teach each other; words primarily
appealing to the head rather than to the arms and feet, the
order of the day is for “special effects” designed to give
worshipers an emotional high. Sermons must be jazzed up with
verbal and electronic special effects so that the audience can
be thrilled rather than informed or convicted in their minds. I
am not speaking of the use of visual aids, computer generated or
otherwise. Visual aids are great tools when they truly “aid” the
listener’s understanding, but when used for emotional, thrill
and awe value, they are questionable to say the least. I saw a
video a while back of a congregation partaking of the Lord’s
Supper while an electronically produced large cross was
“floating” around the auditorium. A little too much – me thinks.
As I read the New Testament I get the idea public worship is to
be done from the heart in a solemn manner, glorifying God and
seriously reflecting on the words uttered in the songs, prayers
and discourses.
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