CHURCHIANITY PART V - show business (1)

Posted: Tue, Nov 11 2008 - 14:23 PM

WORDSLINGER'S NOTE: Given my circumstances, I'm probably too stressed to be writing a Churchianity post right now and may end up sounding angry and bitter ... 'course, when have I let that stop me? Just because one is bitter doesn't mean one's points aren't valid. I know full well how some of these posts sound -- perhaps after I've gotten enough out of my system, I will do a Churchianity post on BITTERNESS. How does one walk this line? When Jesus was exposing the hypocrisy of the Pharisees, he didn't exactly exude sunshine and rainbows. Let's see how this goes. If you're new here, you may want to read Parts I - IV before continuing.

There's no business like show business like no business I know. Everything about it is appealing, everything that traffic will allow. Nowhere could you get that happy feeling, when you are stealing that extra bow! There's no people like show people, they smile when they are low. Even with a turkey that you know will fold, you may be stranded out in the cold. Still you wouldn't change it for a sack of gold, let's go on with the show!

At least that's how I've always felt about it. I did a fair amount of stage work years ago, learned early on that TV was a great escape from a too-often hellish reality, and ever since seeing Rocky and Close Encounters as a kid, have had a passion for cinema. Big surprise there, huh?

And yet, growing up in church, it was common practice to demonize anything outside The Bubble, especially when it came to show business. No matter the medium -- movies, television or music -- most everyone I knew in church was bent on making sure that films (especially those rated "R" -- gasp!), TV shows (they didn't call it The Boob Tube for nothing) and records (flat, round, vinyl discs which played music while we cleaned our dope on the cover) were exposed for the Satanic tools they were. Hollywood Babylon, don'tcha know?

There is so much to discuss, I think I'll break this down.

MUSIC
When I was a teenager growing up in church, the pastor brought in a team of "experts" to talk to our youth group about the demonic influences that were prevalent in popular music. (Now, as a writer who deals directly with spiritual warfare, let me state here that I DO BELIEVE in angels and demons, and that they each carry out the orders of their respective and not-so-respective Commanders In Chief. I would simply argue that their places of work are way outside the box of Bubble-thinking. Angels regularly work in dark areas, and demons love to infiltrate churches.) Some of the musical artists that they told us were influenced by Satan were no-brainers. Black Sabbath, Blue Oyster Cult and, of course, Led Zeppelin (among many others).

This was during the back-masking craze and, while I do believe some of those reversed recordings were demonically influenced (those live Zeppelin recordings were downright eerie), many of them were simply for comedic effect or marketing. (I may do a separate post on this later.)

What upset me most was the utter demonization of artists like John Denver -- whose tree-hugging, New Age, touchy-feely, Rocky Mountain High, pot-smoking ways made him an easy-if-unexpected target of this Onward Christian Soldier lynch mob. If an artist dared mention anything about believing in one's self (as opposed to God), or enjoying worldly pleasures (as opposed to Heavenly) or anything remotely sexual (like that slutty Olivia Newton-John who dared to want to get Physical), they were fair targets for this Bible-wielding firing squad.

The most perfect example I can give here is the utter condemnation of Pat Benatar in 1980, for writing and releasing a song called Hell Is For Children. She was (at least in my church) tarred, feathered and burned at the proverbial stake for daring to suggest such in that title. Of course, no one ever bothered to get beyond the irony of the provocative title and actually listen to the lyrics:

They cry in the dark so you can't see their tears,
They hide in the light so you can't see their fears,
Forgive and forget, all the while, love and pain,
Become one and the same in the eyes of a wounded child.


(CHORUS) Because Hell, Hell is for children,
And you know that their little lives can become such a mess.
Hell, Hell is for children.
And you shouldn't have to pay for your love,
With your bones and your flesh.


It's all so confusing, this brutal abusing,
They blacken your eyes and then 'pologize.


Be Daddy's good girl and don't tell Mommy a thing,
Be a good little boy and you'll get a new toy,
Tell Grandma you fell off the swing.


(repeat CHORUS)

Obviously, this is a song about child abuse. In an interview with Portfolio Weekly, Benatar explained: "I was living in New York when we wrote it and the New York Times did a series of articles about child abuse in America. I came from a really small town on Long Island and I had no idea that this existed, not in the little gingerbread place I came from. I was stunned. It affected me so much. I was moved by the articles. Whenever that would happen I would write. I said to Neil [Giraldo, her husband and guitarist], 'I want you to do something to the music that it sounds like pain. I want the intense pain that's happening to these children in the notes,' and so he did and it turned out just great. It became an anthem. I always wonder if other people have lofty intentions. I didn't. [However] we started a foundation for abused children." Benatar continues to donate the song's royalties to child abuse causes.

Point made? Let's move on:

MOVIES
I love 'em. Yet the condemnation of this medium by "Christians" is one that cements my alienation from others of like faith. Do I need fellowship with other believers? Of course, I do. But this one issue is damn-near a deal breaker ('course, so is heinous and unnecessary language like that).

Whenever Jesus wanted to make a point, how did he do it? He told stories. Movies are simply a medium for doing the same. And yet, I have been chastised, judged a heathen, and ousted from family and church for daring to express a passion for something so worldly and immoral.

A quick look at many Christian-themed websites which offer film reviews is likely to feature ad nauseum lists of every "offensive" thing:

Three d**ms, two b***hes, one f**k, br**st flashed, positive portrayal of a homosexual, cigarette smoking, alcohol use, and general godless shenanigans.

No wonder this world has such a low opinion of Christians -- especially when they see us keep a self-righteous tally of trifling things like Cold War accountants. Who put Stalin back in charge?

Really subversive movies like Forrest Gump, As Good As It Gets, and Titanic are raked over the evangelical coals. I know "Christians" who refuse to watch those films for reasons that make their "faith" seem utterly "fascist." The kind of "Christians" who refuse to watch a Nathan Lane movie (funniest actor working today, IMHO) because he's gay. Or see a Tom Cruise film because he's a Scientologist. (Don't agree with his religion? Don't judge and condemn him -- PRAY FOR HIM!) Who refuse to watch shows like Friends or Smallville (two of my favorites) because ... who knows? Who will, if watching movies with teens in the room, sit with a finger quivering over the fast-forward button, waiting to zip through anything remotely titillating. (Again, I have much more to say here, too -- but I think I will save it for a Churchianity post on Sexuality, and the not-so-subtle message such actions scream to kids: SEX IS DIRTY! That little bit of evangelical propaganda, carried to extremes, is a gift that just keeps on giving.)

My point is, Christians who spend so much time fretting over the content of music and movies accomplish only one thing, and it is NOT furthering the Kingdom of God. All such "majoring in the minors" does is make Christians look prudish and unintelligent, make God seem like an unapproachable, fun-killing despot, and alienate the walking wounded of this world from hearing history's most important Message. If Christianity's most fundamental rule, Love One Another, was followed as stringently as some of these evangelicals attack popular culture, this would be a very different world -- those most in need of God's unconditional love, grace and acceptance would find it.

I am already running long with this post and haven't begun to scratch the surface of what I would like to say. Maybe another Churchianity post could be called Show Business (2). Would that be too confusing?

What are your thoughts? Given the title of the category where I file these posts, Christianity VS Churchianity, am I spending too much time on the latter rather than the former? The negative rather than the positive? I can only do what my heart (and God) compel me to do, and right now I feel I must address these more unsavory aspects of the church simply because I don't hear anyone else doing it. At least not anyone who is also still trying to hang onto their faith. As someone who loves God but is obsessed with pop culture (and boy, are there pros and cons to that mixture), I am doing the best I can.

Do you have similar stories? Tell me about them. All comments are welcome.

ONE FINAL NOTE: To be fair, the film critics at Christianity Today offer thoughtful and intelligent comments on all manner of cinematic fare, including those films waaaaay outside The Bubble, R-rated and otherwise. Two recently released Christian films (House and Billy-The Early Years) were even given middling reviews and harshly criticized for keeping films of faith in the slough of mediocrity.

Trying to be balanced, folks -- I know all Christians don't practice Churchianity. I just wish they had a church near me. Belong to one? Let me know.

Continue to Churchianity Part VI -- Self Medication.

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jon said:

Dear Andy,

Let me say that I, like you, share a deep concern for the way that the church has the tendency to turn from the committed, selfless ambassadors to the lost we were meant to be and become the very antithesis of this the moment our faith dims or our comfort zones become threatened, the instant ego or self-will takes front row seating in our hearts. It's like we've embraced our failures and the forgiveness Jesus brings, but would keep anyone who reminds us of them at arms length through sheer indifference or, worse, self-righteousness. If the church is the body of Christ and He is the Head, then I'd say the individual members who make up the body (especially in the Western realm of Christianity, for that is the part of the conflict I can truly see) would be the heart of it. And, sadly, I think it's time we prayed to the Great Physician for our millenial check up.

It shames me to admit this, but I have played the part of the spoiled pharisee in my own walk; I've allowed that heady moment of grace to so blind my inner man that I've spurned those who most needed that same comfort. I am not proud; I turn a constant inward eye to those recesses of my spirit that tend to foster the growth of that killing fungus that slows, damages, and even has the capacity to stop the great work of Christ: pride. That flesh, that twisted image of us when we compare ourselves by ourselves, that Jesus seeks to excise from us by allowing us to see the face of God in His own life and loving sacrifice. That's when we can start to be free from it and save our souls, when we get to be His children again: once we truly start to walk in faith again, when we truly spend time with Him and learn to be like Him. That relationship, that amazing grace He gives us, is what brings the destructiveness of sin into sharp focus and puts the spring in the feet of our faith to leap over the wall of complacency, or religion, or churchianity (to borrow your term) and leave our comfort zones behind and be Jesus' hands reaching to the aching world around us. We do it with hearts full of joy at being released from that plight yet with the impact of its evil fully on our minds. Otherwise, how could we be compassionate? How could we show love to the loveless? We are effective when we realize, "My Lord, you did this for me and I did not deserve it one bit. Gladly, I will lift up this man, that woman". Now, of course, this isn't anything you don't already know. It's clear you have longed for that commitment from every believer, including yourself, and I (as a fellow 'body part') extend my sincerest condolences and apologies if anyone ever modeled anything less than what we all should be as his zealous ones. It is wrong. Cold, dead religion is wrong. It is the blind leading the blind; the haves trampling on the have-nots; the unburdened tying burdens they won't even bear on the heavy laden...and it sickens me as it does Christ. May He grant repentance.

Andy, in your readings I see that you mention that these type of people tend to thrive (heck, they grow live weeds) in 'The Bubble'. I agree. But may I point one thing out? I often regret that I cannot share a movie, or a song, or a funny anecdote of secular life with many of my believing friends because they have completely encased themselves in the bubble of religion. I feel an inward twinge of sadness when my whole self is not accepted by them and I, trying to be a good brother, honor their convictions (especially if I sense they've been misled on a topic) and allow myself to rejoice with those who rejoice. Now the people I'm speaking about don't necessarily fall into the category of the pharisee, per se. They are just good, honest folk who are grateful to be saved and just know their limitations. During my time in ministry, I often struggled with the "dos and don'ts" and, ultimately, I recused myself in order to stand for what I believed my conscience (in the light of scripture) told me was right. I've stayed in the same church, grinning and bearing it, out of respect for what the Lord did for me and mine there and what He continues to do in spite of our weaknesses and failures. Yet, I realized that part of my involvement during my "stage phase" carried with it an umbrella of God's favor that I just couldn't find anywhere else. Those standards helped me many times (not everytime, granted) and I could see why people (saved, righteous people) would find that type of life attractive...and I even envied them for it. So I sought answers to that envy. Why was I so distraught when I knew, deep inside, that what I stood for was right? You know something, He answered me. The Bubble is real. It's right and it's holy. It is necessary, even. But what people have done is corrupt its meaning to serve their fleshly nature. And, yes, I remember doing that myself. I got it. I sought to see it from His point of view. Here he gives His most precious gift, to call a people who once hated Him into His plans, His family. He said it Himself: "Come out from the world. Don't be friends with it! Be in it, not of it. Love Me for I have loved you. I will show you a better way; without holiness no man shall see me...I have made a way for you. Come eat, and drink without price! Trust me, trust me, trust me." He invites and in His longsuffering He brings about change at His pace while honoring ours. So, from what I can see, it's not that we should hide ourselves from reality. That is wrong thinking and promotes the perverse churchianity you speak of, but we should hide ourselves in Him throughout this reality. Until the new one comes, of course. Then we'll have no limitations, no fear of the world for it will belong completely to Him. No sin nature! We'll be able to partake of anything and it will not harm us and it will be good, as it was declared in the beginning. So what now? Bring on Star Wars! Let's enjoy an afternoon of jazz, maybe a fine drink of wine with dinner. But these things all perish with the using; can we, if we consider ourselves more spiritual than our holier-than-thou counterparts, be sensitive enough to stop playing with the earthly things when the Father comes calling? Do we have the Spirit of Christ? Then surely, we will open the door of the Bubble of Holiness, be gathered into His arms and spend that time listening to His heart instead of the latest news commentary, or fashion reality show. Yes, Andy, there is freedom in Christ. I only hope we don't stop running after the bubbles Father blows in the air for us, as carefree children do. They tend to find others to play with them, you see.

Yours In Christ,

Jon

jkcool said:

I love movies and going to movies. I even have a substantial collection. I have felt convicted for supporting an industry that promotes premarital sex and promiscuity, unfaithfulness, greed, selfishness, drugs, evolutionism, murder, giving false testamony, and so on. This is a gray area for me, I think my time and money could invested in better ways.

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