Last night my friends and I were at a concert featuring Matt Nathanson and Jack's Mannequin which was absolutely incredible. Beyond just being good music, both of these bands were incredible live because of the emotion with which they played their music. To watch these guys on stage was to see true artists totally unleashed. Poets of any age have the most incredible ability to tap into emotion in a way that's infectious to their listeners.
A very simple thought occurred to me during the concert but its one I want to meditate on for a while. In the Church, do we mistake excellence for true passion when it comes to our worship - musical or otherwise? So much focus these days seems to be on the production value of our church product that excellence can subtly become a means to its own end.
I spent some time this morning reflecting on the widow's offering in Luke 21 and Jesus' observations on who gave the most. Somehow with any form of worship, its not the show that God is concerned with the but the heart. If you need any further verification you can pretty much read any verse in Isaiah.
The Church today is suffering because its lost its heart in so many ways. Strip off the all the halos and flowing garments and God ends up looking like a pretty ordinary Galilean; a nondescript rabbi that has mesmerized the world for 2,000 years because of His heart and passion - our worship of Him should be no different. Where excellence and passion intersect, its an incredible gift. But if given a choice of one or the other, I'll take the latter every time.
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