I am enjoying listening to Rachel Held Evans, a young voice in the Christian blogosphere. Yesterday she put up a post entitled Blessed Are the Un-cool, and it’s well worth a read by small church folk and anyone else from a congregation that might be considered “uncool.”
She writes, “People sometimes assume that because I’m a progressive 30-year-old who enjoys Mumford and Sons and has no children, I must want a super-hip church—you know, the kind that’s called “Thrive” or “Be” and which boasts “an awesome worship experience,” a fair-trade coffee bar, its own iPhone app, and a pastor who looks like a Jonas Brother.
While none of these features are inherently wrong, (and can of course be used by good people to do good things), these days I find myself longing for a church with a cool factor of about 0.
I want a church that includes fussy kids, old liturgy, bad sound, weird congregants, and…brace yourself…painfully amateur “special music” now and then…
I want to be part of an un-cool church because I want to be part of a community that shares the reputation of Jesus, and like it or not, Jesus’ favorite people in the world were not cool. They were mostly sinners, misfits, outcasts, weirdos, poor people, sick people, and crazy people.”
Click on the link and read her whole post. You’ll find plenty here to jump-start reflection on who Jesus calls us to be as “church.” In his eyes, cool are the uncool indeed.