Throwback Thursday: Real Worship
Note: This is a piece that I wrote in 2011 upon reflecting on a photograph of a Mass taking place amid the ruins of a bombed out church in Germany during World War II or its aftermath. Someone did share with me the identity of the church, but I don’t have it handy. But the point is not the specifics of this parish or even its affiliation - but rather how we should approach worship as Lutherans who confess the Incarnation and the Real Presence in the ruins of this fallen world. ~ Ed.
Real Worship
I believe one of the reasons we have "worship wars" among American Christians is that it has been a long time since we have had physical warfare on our own soil. 9-11 was close, but even that was dominated not by the theology of the cross of Christ, but rather by a sense of the national therapy of Oprah.
Consider this poignant picture above of the ruins of a bombed-out church in Germany, where amid all the chances and changes of this life, the one thing that people could hold onto is the liturgy of the Church, the Mass, the real physical communion with the real physical Lord.
Notice what you don't see: entertainment. There is no gyrating chanteuse working the microphone like a Vegas performer, a spotlight shining on a grimacing drummer, a perfectly-coifed guitarist wearing the latest fashions, or a trendy prancing made-up motivational speaker with gelled-up hair and a plastic smile emoting in overly-dramatic hushed intonations.
Instead, we see a celebrant, deacon, subdeacon, and two servers, all reverently and historically vested, each stationed in his proper order, proclaiming by their very placement that no matter how unpredictable and desperate things may get in this war-torn existence, Jesus is here, week in and week out, in the midst of our pain and uncertainty.