Saturday, July 6, 2013
Postures have meaning. We stand when the flag goes by, we put our hands over our hearts for the national anthem or the pledge of allegiance. We used to stand when a woman entered the room (I still think it only polite). We do all sorts of things we do not have to do and we do them because of the symbolism. That is not a bad thing. In fact, it is not only not bad, it is a good thing.
Funny how it is that we could evolve from a Judaism in which postures, gestures, and ritual would be so common to a Lutheranism in which less is more. Honestly, I think it has less to do with our dislike for things katholisch (which is no small matter) as it has to do with the fact that we don't like doing anything that is not convenient, comfortable, easy, and fits our whims. We complain all the dang time about how often we stand up, sit down, kneel, stand up, sit down, kneel, stand up, sit down, and kneel - all the while the stats say our lifestyle is too sedentary, we exercise too little, and we are too fat.
I sometimes lament how cerebral worship has become (I am not excluding emotion from that word though some do). It is cerebral and feeling oriented as well as me centered. Perhaps that is why I find the image of priests laying prostrate while being ordained a compelling visual symbol of the undying devotion to the Lord which should not be reserved for the ministers but should belong to all the baptized. Maybe it is just me but sometimes I think we act as if the faith were mere window dressing on our lives and not the central identity of us as people. We take things so casually -- except the things that relate to ME.
If I said to folks we were to kneel without cushioned kneelers, the complaints would not end. If I suggested that we might lie prostrate before the Lord, folks would bolt the church as fast as possible. Now, mind you, I am not saying we should, only lamenting that we all find it easier to express a piety which fits our likes and stays within our comfort zone.
As an example, we had a couple of baptisms and a confirmation one Sunday a while ago. Two children from the same family and a youth whose parents were moving before the regularly scheduled day of confirmation... so, yes, it did add about 10 minutes on the length of the service. Funny thing was that I had two different people comment that we said the Our Father twice that Sunday and we confessed two creeds -- a waste of time in their minds and not very efficient. Once was deemed more than sufficient! Ah, yes, we would not want to over exert ourselves... not even for Jesus.
Well, I have finished my rant and turned down the snark. We can all breathe easier now.... but I still find the photo compelling.... as I think back to the Sunday 33 years ago to this very day when I was ordained... Wow, I was barely 26 years old and now the anniversary is 33 years! God must be patience and merciful to have accepted the service of one as flawed as me. If you have a young Pastor or one new to the office of the ministry, say an extra prayer for him today... and for me, if you can spare the time...