It is one minute before midnight, December 31, 2000. Some
think it is an angel poised on the cloud. They see a bright vessel in his hand and
conjecture that it contains peace, goodwill, and prosperity. These people smile
in anticipation. Others view the figure as dark and twisted. They see a shadowy being holding a large black box. These people periodically glance
anxiously toward the cloud.
The crystal ball drops, the people scream and kiss and,
based on the Gregorian calendar, the new millennium begins. Only the most
observant see the twisted, dark figure pour perceptions from the sky, perceptions
capable of creating thoughts and conclusions; perceptions powerful enough to change
the standards of normal for the world’s relational groups.
With lightening speed, organizations change. Even Christ’s
Church transforms from being (presence) to doing (performance) with secular and
familiar coiling around sacred and tradition, crushing them together until they
are blended and inseparable. This
blending of sacred and secular is regarded by some Christians as enlightenment
and is immediately accepted. In many churches, care and concern are replaced
with self-interest and defensiveness.
Inexplicably, church leaders are infatuated with a new paradigm that is based primarily on values not dissimilar from those of secular culture. Innovative
thinking provides the structure for such actions as using Aretha
Franklin’s hit song, “R-E-S-P-E-C-T,” for the closing song during Sunday “Alternative Worship,” incorporating rock guitar as a staple when creating new worship tunes, producing a club
atmosphere in sanctuaries by dimming audience lights and installing stage
lighting, adding a rock beat to traditional hymns, and placing cute little ladies
wearing short skirts and boots on-stage to dance.
I’m trying to recall who said, “Do not conform to the
pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind. Then
you will be able to test and approve what God’s will is—his good, pleasing and
perfect will.” Oh yes, that was
written long ago by Paul Somebody (Romans 12:2 NIV).
This could be page one of a thousand-page book. But it may
be just a one-day reflection.