Free Press
writer Julie Hinds coined a phrase in trying to answer the
question: “Why is reality TV so popular?” Why do
civilized human beings enjoy watching other
supposedly-civilized human beings:
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eat
worms
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writhe
in a bed of dead fish
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swap
moms
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throw
themselves at a self-centered bachelor or bachelorette
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and in
a hundred and one ways, make fools of themselves?
Hinds says the answer lies in
what she calls the “ick factor…the strange yet effective
tool that lures audiences to the maggot-eating competitions
on Fear Factor and the crazy police chases on Fox.”
She defined the “ick factor” (as in “icky”) as the allure
and intrigue of watching something “offensive to the
senses,” which pretty much sums up most of reality TV. (Detroit
Free Press, Nov. 20, 2002)
The “ick factor.”
The phrase caught my eye. Is that what really catches our
attention, attracts our adoration, appeals to our
fascination? I’d like to suggest an alternative to the “ick
factor.” Let’s call it the “awe factor.”
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To live
life with a sense of awe, wonder, amazement.
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To sing
the song of an “awe-filled life.”
That’s the stance of the
Psalmist and the reoccurring melody of the Book of Psalms.
In these weeks, I hope you will read through this incredible
poetry, the powerful imagery and the glorious music of the
Psalms. The songster touches on the depths of human sorrow.
He cries out in anger and agony over grief and guilt, pain
and loss. He acknowledges his own sin and doubt, his failure
to be faithful, and his own struggle with God. But
underneath, the worship of the God beyond his grasp, the
creator behind the cosmos, brings him back from the brink of
despair to the song of joy and hope. Through it all you can
hear the constant refrain of adoration, a sense of wonder in
the presence of God …the “awe factor.”
John Wesley altered an older
hymn by Isaac Watts and included it in his first hymnal. It
no longer appears in the Methodist hymnal, and probably for
good reason. It says:
Before Jehovah’s awful throne,
Ye nations bow with sacred joy.
Know that the Lord is God alone,
He can create, and he destroy.
When we hear the word “awful” we
think “dreadful,” “scary” or even “icky.” But for Watts and
Wesley, the word meant “awe-filled, awesome.”
It’s
the “awe factor,” and frankly, it’s what missing from most
of our lives.
Oh, yes, we use the word
“awesome.” We over-use it, in fact, until it
has come to have no meaning at all. Though we use the word,
we know little of the reality of the experience of genuine
“awe”—wonder, reverence, amazement.
John Henry Jowett, great British
preacher of the late 19th and early 20th
century, knew nothing of our current worship, often marked
by dull liturgy on one hand or fluffy choruses on the other,
but he could have been speaking for our times:
We leave our places of worship
and no deep and inexpressible wonder rests on our faces. We
can sing these lilting melodies and when we get back out on
the streets, our faces are one with the faces of those who
have left the theaters and music halls. There is nothing
about us to suggest we have been looking at anything
stupendous and overwhelming. That is the element we are
losing.
(Paul Rees, Stand Up in
Praise to God, page 7)
By
contrast, the Psalmist sings the song of the awe-filled
life:
I give thanks, O Lord, with my
whole heart;
Before the gods I sing thy praise;
I bow down toward thy holy temple and give thanks to thy
name for
thy steadfast love and thy faithfulness;
For thou hast exalted above everything thy name and thy
word.
1. THE SONG OF AN
AWE-FILLED LIFE IS A SONG OF GRATITUDE FOR THE GOODNESS OF
GOD.
Eugene Peterson’s recent
translation of the Bible called The Message has
become quite popular lately. I wouldn’t recommend it for
accuracy, but it does catch the spirit of the text in our
common language. Listen to his version of this Psalm:
Thank you!
Everything in me says, “Thank you!”
Thank you
for your love. Thank you for your faithfulness.
I kneel in
worship facing your holy temple and say it again —
thank you.
(Eugene Peterson, The Message,
Psalm 138, page 476)
When we are captured by the “awe
factor,” the only appropriate response is gratitude,
thanksgiving, and praise.
I have lots of friends who think
they can improve my preaching by passing on e-mail insights
and humor. I don’t know the original source so I can’t vouch
for the percentages, but the truth of the message is still
there:
If you have
food in the refrigerator, clothes on your back, a roof
overhead and a place to sleep, you are richer than 75% of
this world.
If you have never experienced
the danger of battle, the loneliness of imprisonment, the
agony of torture or the pangs of starvation, you are ahead
of 500 million people in the world.
If you can read this message,
you are more blessed than over two billion people in the
world who cannot read at all.
If you hold up your head with a
smile on your face and are truly thankful, you are blessed
because the majority of people can, but most do not.
To live life under the influence
of the “awe factor” is to live in gratitude and wonder,
singing the song of thanks and praise.
Yet so often we are so easily
tempted to complain, even in the light of the blessings we
enjoy. Even when we experience God’s goodness, it seems it’s
not enough. Michael O’Bannon, my pastor in Nashville, tells
the story of a small boy who was playing in the waves along
a seashore; he was caught by the undertow and dragged out to
sea. His screaming mother attracted the lifeguard instantly,
and he was rescued and returned to her waiting arms. She
looked up to heaven and said, “Oh, thank God, thank God,”
then took a second look at her son and in frustration
said, “...but he had a hat!” (Michael O’Bannon, Belle Meade
UMC, “He Had a Hat,” Nov. 24, 1996)
By contrast, there is the great
hymn “Now Thank We All Our God.” We usually sing it at
Thanksgiving, but it’s a good “summer song,” as well. It was
written by Martin Rinkert in 1663. He was a pastor during
one of the worst eras in European history—the Thirty Years’
War and the great plague of 1637, which resulted in the
death of millions, including all of his immediate family. In
spite of his own frail health, he personally buried over
5,000 people, including his wife. Yet, having come through
the valley of sorrow, he could still sing:
Now thank we
all our God, with heart and hands and voices,
Who wondrous
things hath done, in whom this world rejoices;
Who from our
mothers’ arms hath blessed us on our way
With
countless gifts of love, and still is ours today.
(Companion
to the Methodist Hymnal, page 651)
That’s gratitude—to be able to
sing God’s praises even in the darkest hours; to sing the
song of an awe-filled life, a song of gratitude for the
goodness of God.
I give thanks to thy name for
thy steadfast love and thy faithfulness;
I give thee thanks, O Lord, with my whole heart.
2. THE SONG OF AN
AWE-FILLED LIFE IS A SONG OF CONFIDENCE IN THE STEADFAST
LOVE OF GOD.
Now there’s
a word we seldom use—“steadfast”—but it is one of the
Psalmist’s favorite words:
Though I walk in the midst of
trouble, thou doest preserve my life;
Thou dost stretch out thy hand
against the wrath of my enemies
and thy right hand
delivers me
The Lord will fulfill his
purpose for me;
Thy
steadfast love, O Lord, endures for ever.
Rinkert’s
hymn expresses that same incredible confidence in the face
of incalculable loss:
O may this bounteous God through
all our life be near us,
With ever joyful hearts and blessed peace to cheer us;
And keep us in his grace, and guide us when perplexed;
And free us from all ills, in this world and the next.
To live with a sense of awe is
to know the confidence that comes from an awareness of an
eternal God, a bounteous God, whose grace underlies all of
life, a God whose steadfast love endures forever.
Sure
enough, we live in a day of uncertainty:
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Uncertainty about the meaning of our current war and its
mounting death toll.
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Uncertainty about a shaky economy and its impact on
Michigan.
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Uncertainty in the face of our own personal doubts and
struggles.
Unfortunately, in addition to
genuine uncertainty, there is also a lot of “fear mongering”
going on—playing on fear for the sake of political gain.
However, the disciples of Jesus
Christ live not just in the light of world events, we also
live in the light of eternity. We live not just under the
threat of terrorism, but under the promise of a Savior who
says: “I will never leave you or forsake you. Lo, I am with
you to the end of the age.” (Matthew 28:20)
We live in
the same confidence as St. Paul, who boldly declares:
Nothing in all creation can
separate us from the love of Christ. Neither tribulation, or
distress, or persecution, or famine, or nakedness, or peril,
or the sword. No, in all these things we are more than
conquerors through Him who loved us. For I am sure that
neither death, nor life, nor angels, nor principalities, nor
things present, nor things to come, nor powers, nor height,
nor depth, nor anything else in all creation will be able to
separate us from the love of God in Christ Jesus our Lord.