It’s a sad day when one realizes there just isn’t a church to go to for worshipping God … and dare I add “like we used to”? I realize that when the baby boomers began to attend church as adults, they began to change some things. The parents had dutifully taken their entire families to church for the weekly morning Bible Study and worship service and baby boomers continued this habit for quite a while.
What was kept was the basic outline of the service (liturgical service). What was added were more group studies and activities. No longer were babies only to be in the church nursery but were welcomed into the service with the rest of the family, and if one became unruly, there was a soundproof (complete with a speaker to hear the sanctuary proceedings) and windowed (to watch those proceedings) room at the back of the sanctuary.
What was also added was “children’s church” where slightly older children who tend to become bored and would color or flip through the hymn book or bother the parents could go during that golden hour.
None of these changes really eliminated anyone from worship and most would say it enhanced the service time.
But the church service of today has so drastically changed it left the baby boomers (and older) far behind and with no place to worship God. How selfish.
The sanctuary is the auditorium now. There are no choirs; these have been replaced by drums and guitars and fog and smoke and strobe lights. There are no pulpits, no robed or even suited ministers, and in many places there are no crosses. There are no hymnals for these have been replaced with overhead screens flashing short feel good lines of ditties a child sings…gone are the deep doctrinal hymns of compassionate worship. The names aren’t “church” oriented either… now they are experiences, fellowships, gathering places and centers. Gone also are the times to be able to enter the former sanctuary to sit and reflect and prepare to worship…no, in fact one cannot even enter the auditorium until the over-the-door time clock says you may enter.
While much of this has to do with the following of apostate Rick Warren and his some 2500+ groups of merry men who follow him, all in the name of Allah (well, it is Warren who says the changes are so the gospel doesn’t offend the muslims and we all worship the same God by any name). Blasphemy!
And there is no where for the aged believer to worship. I have to believe this is why there is an increase in middle-aged depression and suicide. The place held so dear, the place to go with worries and concerns, the place to go to fellowship and praise and worship the very Living God has been hijacked for the young. They’ve been left in the dust and ignored, treated as others who have nothing to add to today’s society. How wrong these younger people are…in their feel good jump up and down shows.
That kind of easy-believe-ism never lasts for as soon as the show is over the feelings fade and life tumbles back in. If it weren’t for the home small group gatherings they would have no foundation at all I fear. But surely not all 10,000 are studying with others in homes? No, they just come for the jump up and down and feel good show…isn’t Jesus wonderful! Yes, of course He is. The show is not.
With the onset of religious programs on tv/cable, the older believer could do some worship and study there, but even this now has been inundated with millennial preachers pushing the same agendas that they force in the smoke and mirrors shows in the auditoriums. Truly the older than 45 crowd has nowhere to worship.
It’s the end of days, the end times, the last few months or years before Yeshua returns for His followers…and He warned us of these types of changes. I have but one more true church to visit now, to see if I might have a place where God is.
No, the young people’s hype-type of “church” isn’t working. Not even for the younger people attending…for the number one cause of death among young people is suicide.
I doubt there is time to get them back on track; they have long since ignored and refused the wisdom of the elders…and we are too tired to try any more.