Why don’t our churches sing more Christmas carols during the Christmas season? I asked this question last week, inviting your response. The question is born of the observation that during the Christmas season, many churches are unable (or unwilling) to disconnect entirely from their beloved worship choruses from Chris Tomlin or Hillsong heard the rest of the year. Here is a sample of your responses to the question, “Why don’t we sing more Christmas music in church?” Peter writes, I have wondered the same thing about carols. Apparently Christmas carols aren’t trendy? Ron claims: Adults don't sing Christmas carols because…
Author: Jon Gauger
Just Christmas Music, Please
Four weeks. Maybe five at the max. It’s a rather small window of time in which to sing Christmas carols. That’s ‘cause we don’t sing Joy to the World in April. And you won’t hear your worship leader inviting you to sing Silent Night in the heat of August. Why? Christmas music is for the Christmas season. So here’s my question—okay, call it a complaint: Why are so many of today’s churches so unwilling to sing exclusively Christmas music during the Advent season? Sure, everybody mixes in some Christmas carols. But most churches I’ve observed just can’t quite let go…
Singing in the Dark
Anticipation gushed like an oil well–and this crowd was fuel hungry. They came from Tanzania, Ghana, Uganda, the Democratic Republic of Congo, Eritrea—and Kenya. Nearly 160 in number, these Christian media professionals assembled in Nairobi for intense learning and spiritual encouragement. Moody Radio calls it a Global Partners Training, where every evening session kicks off with praise music. Until you have experienced African worship, I would politely suggest your definition of blessing is undersized. This we were reminded of in surround sound as worship leader Gloria Muliro took to the stage. Every person in the room seemed engaged, if not…
Like Monkeys
They look soft. Cute. Cuddly. In photos and on television, monkeys are portrayed as adorable critters, albeit with a streak of benign Curious George mischief. My moments with monkeys suggest otherwise. In South Africa, a monkey dove through the open door of our resort room, stole the bread off our counter and scampered up a tree with it (glaring at my wife as he stuffed it into his mouth). In Kenya's Nairobi National Park, small monkeys stretched wildly from branch to branch then skittered down trunks. All this effort because some from our group were offering the diminutive primates potato…
Confessions from a Repeat Israel Traveler
It's supposed to feel sacred, to evoke awe. Yet somehow, I allowed wonder to pass me by. Any trip to the Holy Land is punctuated with moments of spiritual consequence. Like sailing on the Sea of Galilee: you peer out into hills that once hosted a dinner for five thousand. Meandering through the streets of Jerusalem's old city is akin to time travel. But for Holy Land travelers weary of shrines, icons and incense, the Garden Tomb is an oasis. Stone is possessed of a rare eloquence having echoed the words, “He is risen.” This seventh trip to Israel, I…
What Happened Near the Top
A 4am wake up alarm is not my idea of a fun time. But some destinations are worth it. Masada is one of them. On the eastern edge of the Judean Wilderness, an isolated mountain dominates the skyline. At the top is a plateau upon which Herod the Great built the fortress known as Masada. Here, 900 Jews once holed up and defied the Roman army until a siege ramp spelled their defeat. Rather than become slaves to Rome, all 900 took their own lives hours before the Romans finally breached the top. The edifice stands defiant against time and…
The Ultimate Disaster
There's the disaster you see—and the disaster you don't see. I'll let you decide which is worse. Walk with me down the cardo (main north-south street) of Beit She‘an, an ancient town at the intersection of the Jordan River and the Jezreel Valley. As the paver blocks are angled (not to mention ancient) do watch your step. Notice the fluted stone columns and cornices. Clearly this place was at one-time a classy neighborhood. Then an earthquake in 679 AD all but leveled the town. Talk about disaster! But this city is also the site of another epic event, one that…
Soothing Sounds
In the sixties and seventies they called it “white noise”–the background blanket of sound that relaxes some—and makes others more productive. Then, The Sharper Image made it personal with their Sleep Sound Machine. From Time.com comes a review of three background noise websites. For starters, there's Coffitivity.com. This site recreates the pleasant background sounds of a coffee shop. Perfect for anyone who finds that atmosphere more conducive for work. Coffitivity lets you dial in how much activity you want. Choose from Morning Murmur, Lunchtime Lounge, or the more restful, University Undertones. Noisli.com offers a huge array of background sounds you blend together for…
Scofflaws
1.5 billion. Dollars. That's how much money is owed to the city of Chicago in unpaid parking and traffic tickets. Imagine one and half BILLION dollars! A recent article in Chicago Magazine spelled out exactly what that kind of cash will buy. A creative number crunch suggests that 1.5 billion dollars is enough to buy 545.5 million Chicago style hotdogs (nearly two for every American). Those unpaid tickets could purchase 5,117 years' worth of school supplies for Chicago's kids. Sick of potholes? That money could also resurface 2,497 miles of Chicago's streets—about two thirds of all its streets! Or if you'd rather,…
Central Message of Christianity
In a recent CNN commentary, Fareed Zakaria (by his own admission not a Christian) made this assessment of Christianity: “its central message is simple and powerful: Be nice to the poor.” Fareed ends with, “if you have a problem with this message…you have a problem with Jesus Christ.” The commentary makes a number of worthwhile observations. Clearly, followers of Christ are called to care for “the least of these.” However, to say that the message of Christ was mostly about loving and caring for the poor is to suggest that a visit to a steakhouse is mostly about the salad….