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Excellence is Over-Rated

“Excellence is over-rated,” the speaker at MinistryCOM said.

My generation, the baby boomers, is mightily smitten with excellence. We need to give our best to God. We wear bluejeans to church, but everything we experience there‚Äîthe music, the message, the multimedia, the publications‚Äîmust be top quality. If it’s not, we complain about the affect poor quality will have on visitors, when really, we just demand excellence for our own pleasure.

At MinistryCOM, the worship team from People’s Church there in Nashville opened the sessions. They were great. I sat there basking in those remarkable worship experiences–the superb leader, the tightness of the music–everything. When Pam and I went on vacation in October, we spent one Sunday at People’s Church, hearing the team on a regular Sunday. Superb again. Likewise at Quest Church in Lexington. I thrilled at being part of such high quality worship experiences, and have no criticism to level at anybody.

My attitude was: enjoy it while you can. Because that’s not what I’m called to on a week-to-week basis. My calling is to a church of 120 people, many of them poor, uneducated, culturally untrained. We can’t pull off excellence. The worship team was pretty good for many years, but now we lack a strong worship leader and good singers. I know that musically-savvy may declare us woesomely insufficient. But hey–we are what we’ve got. We’re the willing, and we do our best. Meanwhile, at large churches across Fort Wayne, musicians and singers much more capable than we are go unused, because they aren’t needed. Or because their own abilities, though far beyond those of us meager musicians at Anchor, fall short of the “excellence” their own churches demand.

Daniel Schantz wrote an amazing article on the ChristanStandard.com website called “Recovering from Excellence.” He says that the quest for excellence can be:

  • Elitist. Average people need not apply. Average buildings are unworthy.
  • Expensive. Excellence costs money. I’ve said for a long time that churches “buy” excellence in the form of music ministers and other professionals. “Nowhere did Jesus emphasize having fine things as the mark of superiority,” Schantz writes. He notes that Jesus rode a fishing trawler across the Sea of Galilee, not a yacht.
  • Exhausting. Schantz says people who demand excellence are just perfectionists, and “Perfection is a disorder.”

Sometimes people accustomed to excellence take a condescending attitude toward those of us who must “settle” for what they view as mediocrity. We, on the other hand, view them as uppity, or as as insubstantial fluff. Stereotypoes.

But what about excellence? Should we at Anchor strive for excellence? Should that be a goal for us, and for the other small churches who make up 90% of my denomination? Because though every small church has at least some quality people who could “make it” in a large church (for instance, my wife would make an incredible treasurer), in the end, we just can’t compete. We lack the personnel, we lack the resources.

I’ll come back to this subject with comments on Schantz’s “Alternatives to Excellence.”

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It’s Good to be Missed

Pam and I had a meeting at church tonight. About a dozen people were there. It’s the first “church” thing we’ve had since returning from vacation. And almost every person there, upon seeing us, said “Welcome back,” or “We missed you” or “How was your trip?”

We were missed. We were really missed. That’s not necesssarily the case in some churches; you can be gone for several weeks, and people say, “Oh, you went somewhere? I didn’t know that.”

Makes me appreciate Anchor all the more.

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Clarence Kopp: I’m Delighted to Have Known You

Clarence Kopp’s funeral was yesterday. He served as a bishop in our denomination 1981-1993, and I worked with him that entire time. Let me make these observations about him from my own experience:

  • He would not criticize or speak ill of people. Even people who dearly deserved it. He not only believed the best in people, but I don’t think he saw anything but the best. This was a huge, huge demonstration of character.
  • He always gave me a totally free hand in editing his material. Some folks have too much ego for that; they take it personally. Bishop Kopp never did. He trusted me to do my thing.
  • He brought enthusiasm and positive energy to everything. Always positive, always encouraging.
  • He was under-appreciated, to an extent. But not by me.
  • Bishop Kopp was truly pure of heart. Him and Russ Birdsall. Such people are rare. No guile, no hidden agenda, no two-facedness, no mixed motives. Folks like that are beloved by people and by God.

kopp_clarence.jpgDad, who served under Clarence Kopp (as bishop of the West District), says Bishop Kopp always brought him something worthwhile–an idea, an insight, something he had read or come across. I’ve heard Dad say that for many years. He said it again last week.

For a few years, while pastoring the church I now attend in Fort Wayne, Ind., Dad had then-former Bishop Kopp as a parishioner. Initially, he wasn’t too crazy about having a bishop sitting in his pews. But no problem. I’ve heard Dad say on various occasions, “Clarence Kopp is the best layperson I ever had.”

I saw that for about three years, when I was Bishop Kopp’s fellow parishioner at Anchor. He drove 40 minutes to get to church each Sunday. He was a mighty presence, yet never one to put himself forward. Always encouraging to others. Pastor Tim said that each Sunday, upon leaving, Bishop Kopp would give Tim a Bible verse. When declining health forced him to give up Anchor in favor of a different church closer to home, it was a sad day for our church. We lost a giant of the faith.

This past week, the United Brethren denomination lost a giant of the faith. I wish more people had gotten to know him up close, the way I was privileged to. He was a man of great humility, of great wisdom, of great love. A man with a pure heart.

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The View from the Brethren

Last Sunday I skipped church to play in the Indiana Open Table Tennis Tournament. I didn’t do well, which was probably a sign of God’s judgment. Today in church, a lot of people ribbed me about skipping church to play ping pong. But it was all good-natured. No legalists contending that my priorities were messed up, or that I was setting a poor example. Nope, everyone was cool and good-humored about it.

Anchor’s really a great church.

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Keeping Telling Myself: It’s a Tool

A big Christian hard-core concert was held at Anchor last Sunday night. They usually hold concerts downstairs in our fellowship hall, but this was a Biggy Concert which required the sanctuary. After church, the worship team cleared our equipment off the platform and stuffed it all in a side room, where it remains (there’s a wedding tomorrow). We’ll go early Sunday morning to set everything back up (drums, drum shield, amps, keyboard, mics, stands, cables….).

I stopped by the church Sunday night for about 45 minutes. Hadn’t been to one of the concerts in a while, and wanted to see what was happening. Leadership had been turned over to another person.

There were maybe 300 kids, most wearing black attire. Lots of tattoos, lots of colored hair, but plenty of fairly normal-looking teens and young adults. Cars were jammed everywhere. I walked around the back of the church. Scores of kids were just hanging out, sitting on the grass or leaning against cars. All behaving nicely.

The sanctuary was packed with kids. All of our sanctuary chairs had been stacked along the side. A little moshing was going on. Kids were standing on our nice chairs to get a better look, their shoes no doubt wearing on the cloth.. Loud, loud music with totally unidentifiable lyrics. I think five bands played that night. Booths with merchandise (especially T-shirts) were set up in the back of the sanctuary (“…but you have made my house a den of thieves…”). Two off-duty cops patrolled the grounds, one staying inside, one outside. Neighbors called on-duty cops once, because a band was making too much noise outside in the street, but that had stopped before the officers actually arrived.

These concerts are such an interesting environment, particularly for an old fuddy-duddy like me.

Sanctuary windows have been broken in the past. This time, two windows were broken. A fellow standing on a chair accidentally fell into one window and broke it. Then some other kid, a jerk by all accounts, punched his fist clear through another window–actually, through a double window.

Yeah, this bothers me. But it also bothers me that most churches would never allow concerts like this, merely because of the threat that their pretty-pretty sanctuary might suffer unsightly wear and tear. And because they don’t approve of the music style.

I have to keep reminding myself: our building is a tool. It’s not a sacred shrine where God lives 24/7 while the rest of us are at work. We can have these wild concerts one night, then set it up for a worshipful service the next Sunday.

But I still wish they wouldn’t break windows.

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Warm-up Act for E. T.

Anchor worship team at Grace Presbyterian

L-r: Terry Leatherman, Tim Bauman, me, and Joe Leatherman on drums.

Tonight our worship team played a half-hour of music at Grace Presbyterian Church. They have a monthly movie night, and thought it might draw people to have some live music. I’m not sure it drew anybody, but we enjoyed ourselves despite the small crowd.

The movie was “E.T.” I think I’ve only seen it once–either in a theater, or when it came out on VHS. It was fun watching it again.

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Connor’s Dedication

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Connor was dedicated this morning. Allen and Carolyn went forward with Connor, Pastor Tim asked them some questions about their commitment to raising Connor, and then Tim took Connor in his arms and prayed over him. Then we watched a video presentation showing photos of Connor (most of which I took) by himself and with various people (including two photos of Connor sleeping on me).

It was nice. And it was extra meaningful to Pam and me.

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God’s Blessings at Biaggis

Today is our anniversary–18 years. Pastor Tim called attention to it during the service, and asked me the secret to marriage. Standing at the keyboard, I moved to my microphone and said, “Listen to my wife and do everything she says.” The ladies seemed to enjoy my response.

biaggis.jpgAfter church Pam and I ate at Biaggis, a wonderful Italian restaurant. We go there maybe once a year, and often in conjunction with our anniversary. The place is expensive. Our bill, before tip, was an uncannily even $50. I had Shrimp Oregonata, which I order nearly every time.

As we sat down, we heard a large group sing “The Doxology.” Praise God from whom all blessings flow, praise him all creatures here below….”. That was their prayer for the meal. It was a good-sized church group, mostly older people. And that got me to thinking about the mere idea of holding a church get-together at a place like Biaggis.

We would never do that at Anchor. Unthinkably expensive. Some people could afford it, but not most. For too many, going to Lee’s Chicken would be as much as they could afford…if that. I remember when we took Carolyn and Allen to Bob Evans, and Allen, in 27 years, had never eaten there. At a Bob Evans.

But here was a large church group, and when they asked each other, “Where should we go to eat?”, somebody suggested Biaggis, and everyone said, “That sounds good.” For those people who thanked God for whom all blessings flow, money is not an issue. I think I can safely assume that their church is located in the suburbs.

And they would probably be puzzled by my musings. I would have been puzzled, before we went to Anchor eight years ago. I saw no problem with eating at nice restaurants; it was something to which we were entitled, due to our incomes. We gave it no thought. The position of the poor in Fort Wayne was nowhere on our radar. Being a good Republican, I would have argued that if poor people got off their duffs and worked, they could have flowing blessings and eat at places like Biaggis, too. Simplistic and naive and clueless and altogether wrong. I’m sure God just smiled and thought, “Steve dosn’t get it now, but someday he’ll at least start to get it.”

But the underclasses are firmly on my radar now. I think about our flow of blessings all the time, and the comparative lack of flowing blessings among other people who also love God. People who are now my friends, my brothers and sisters in Christ. I reflected on the act of paying $50 for a meal, even once a year for a special anniversary meal. I am very pleased that I think about this stuff all the time. Because I once was oblivious, and now I’m not. Jesus was never oblivious about this.

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Quick Prayers

We on the Anchor worship team once had a habit of saying to the congregation, “Let’s all bow for a quick word of prayer.” Or something like that. The important word was “quick.” Pastor Tim told us he would prefer that we not use “quick” and “prayer” together. It sounded like we wanted to rush through “prayer” to get to more interesting stuff. And he was exactly right.

And so, for the past couple of years, we’ve tried to wean ourselves away from that, and we’ve succeeded pretty well. But it’s fascinating how easily the word “quick” wants to keep inserting itself.

  • “Before the service starts, let’s get the worship team together for a quick prayer.”
  • Prior to a potluck: “Let’s all bow for a quick prayer, and then you can line for up for your food.”
  • “Before we launch into our board meeting agenda, Bill, would say a quick prayer for the meeting?”

Tonight, eight of us from Anchor went to the Union Chapel United Brethren church for a performance of Godspell by a group from Huntington University (my alma mater). It was very good. My brother Rick saw it last week and wrote on his blog that he enjoyed it, but found one of the performers to be annoying. Several of us were on the lookout, but couldn’t determine which one Rick was talking about. None of the cast members struck us as annoying.

Chris Kuntz, Anchor’s former worship leader, is now worship leader at Union Chapel. He introduced the group, and when they finished, he came up again to say a few words before the group did one last number. And Chris said something like, “In a moment I’m going to say a quick prayer, and then we’ll hear one more song.” Tim Bauman and I made contact and just smiled. Chris, who had, with Tim’s promptings, helped us nearly eradicate “quick” from our prayer lingo, had relapsed. He was still doing “quick” prayers.

Pastor Tim would be appalled.

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Strategic Sense in Anchor’s Neighborhood

We’ve got something pretty neat going on with these other four churches in our neighborhood. We held joint Sunday night services during Lent, and did a neighborhood Vacation Bible School a few weeks ago (the Mennonites hosted it, but Marsha from our church was the director).

Today we had a picnic in the park a couple of streets over from Anchor. Four of the five churches participated. Grace Presbyterian headed this up. They rented a big grill and organized a variety of games. It was nice. I’m thoroughly enjoying getting acquainted with these fellow brothers and sisters in Christ.

Fundamentalists fear being somehow contaminated or theologically compromised if they collaborate with other churches. I think there is some of that among us United Brethren–not fundamentalists (though we have our contingent), but conservative evangelicals. We’re leery, at least people “in the know” (as in, mostly ministers). Fortunately, this isn’t an issue at Anchor. Nor, I think, is it generally an issue with the rank-and-file UBs, who don’t “know enough” theologically to erect barriers between themselves and other Christians.

Not that Anchor would link arms with just anybody. We’re talking about just five of the churches in our zip code; there are more than that. Five like-minded local congregations. Church of Christ, United Methodist, Mennonite, Presbyterian, and United Brethren. There are other United Brethren churches in our city, but none in our neighborhood. Strategically, it makes sense to link arms with these four other churches. And so, we are.

More United Brethren churches need to do this type of thing. Larger churches don’t “need” to, from a strategical standpoint, or at least don’t think they need to. They have the resources to do things themselves, and have more of a “we can do it ourselves” mentality. In general. But for smaller churches, like Anchor, it makes a huge amount of sense.

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