“Though I am always in haste, I am never in a hurry; because I never undertake any more work than I can go through with perfect calmness of spirit.” John Wesley
The glory of the gospel is that when the church is absolutely different from the world, she invariably attracts it (Martyn Lloyd-Jones).
Seems like this is pretty much what Frank Schaeffer has done. Here’s an article on it.
If a man will take his family to task publicly in this way, I think I know pretty much all I need to know about the man. It’s not like his father was Eichmann or Goebbels. His father took some controversial and conservative stands. But it was all within the pale.
It is true that Francis Schaeffer, IMHO, got a little bit too close to the edge for my tastes. Once I saw portions of his two films, I began to move away. He was a hero of mine in college. His books kept me sane as I took philosophy courses and debated theism and Christianity with my professors and fellow students, particularly his book Escape from Reason.
But then Schaeffer began to do what we all tend to do when the debate gets hot. He took the angle against his opponents, “if you believe this then you will also believe and do this” even if his opponents had demonstrated no such inclination. If someone was pro-abortion, then it would follow that they must ipso facto be supporters of eugenics and inclined to statism. Well, maybe there is some consistency in trajectory here. But the person does need to commit the crime before we arrest him.
Soon Schaeffer began to cordon off the church from the public square as a worthy debating partner. There was an incipient paranoia and suspicion that set up churches for conflict and hostility to the host culture. Schaeffer had been a way to engage culture and foster debate. Now it was all war. Well, maybe that was appropriate, but I didn’t think so at the time. I still don’t. Schaeffer was no longer seen as thoughtful but a screech. Everett Koop joined him and they both became so marginalized that they fit under the wings of Jerry Falwell, a man I respect on his own terms but a place where Koop and Schaeffer did not belong.
In the meantime, there’s Franky. He’s Ron Reagan’s twin. Two sons who have ridden their fathers’ coattails and made some real money by simply being a critic of their dads.
It is amazing to me how low Rangel can reach at times. That he will steal and lie is proven to all. His list keeps growing.
God is the one who is the author of salvation, & yet to be saved…is not simply to be saved by Him, but to be saved from Him. -R.C. Sproul
Warren isn’t fading away!! He is capable of raising an issue, getting people on board, making a difference and then moving on to another issue where the same thing happens all over again. One church consultant has commented that Warren has learned the secret of continuous revival.
I wouldn’t use the word revival, but I would use the word focused. Warren does not let his congregation rest. They are always conquering something. I think churches should always be conquering something, or at least part of something. Most churches are ill-defined. They meet on Sundays and then sort of do something the rest of the week. Not good enough for Warren. Shouldn’t be good enough for the rest of us, either.
Here is a recent interview in Financial Times.
Of course, the one thing many feel Warren leaves out is worship itself, even as much as he uses the word. This is less quantifiable and not so easily targeted in a growth plan. It’s not about how many people can be squeezed into a room. It’s an indefinable something where the converted gather to offer to God this thing called worship (I challenge you to define that one) and thus enter into the heavenly temple and join with innumerable hosts in praise. It doesn’t “do” anything. It just is. It has a value in and of itself. And for people to be attracted to it, they must see that value.
A liturgist Warren is not. For him, worship is simple, plain and pretty much detached from history. There are no creeds to repeat and teach, no wise and ancient prayers to offer, no consistent trinitarianism to weave into the service and protect, no time tried words for the congregation to use, etc. It is all in the moment. No guest has to struggle a bit wondering what’s going on. No novice has to feel left behind while he catches up. No marginal church goer has to fell, well, marginalized. It is all accessible – quickly, immediately, intuitively.
I wonder. How could anything that is 2,000 years old that has enfolded billions of people through time be so thoroughly stripped of history? Shouldn’t that raise an eyebrow, even by a newcomer?
Cardinal John Henry Newman in his book An Essay on the Development of Christian Doctrine asserts that this development is exactly what we should expect to find. But in Warren’s model, it is the thing that is missing, as if we could skip over 1500 years of church history and get back to “the thing itself.” In other words, let’s take away St Augustine, Thomas Aquinas, Bernard of Clairvaux, Francis of Assisi, Benedict, Anselm, Luther, Calvin, John Wesley, George Whitefield, Jonathan Edwards, the Westminster Confession of Faith. Since they weren’t part of the early church, they are expendable and do not have to show up at our worship services in any shape or form.
This is what troubles me, the ahistorical nature of this form of popular worship. History is massive. It might move slowly, but the weight of it gives it torque and force. It will not lie hidden. It will force itself through the broken places and its lava will flow into and over the church.
While the TV evangelists shape our faith for each new generation the underlying melody is sung by the generations past. They will be heard. They will teach us. And when the newest shows its vulnerabilities and instabilities, the people will turn back to the Church in its fullness and ask to be taught.
Faith is the power of putting self aside that God may work unhindered. —F.B. Meyer