Abstract: This poem considers the place of humour and shouting to make a point when preaching.
If the Lord called in on earth, took a sermon in your church, Would He jest from the pulpit, jovially prance and lurch? Would He shout into the mike, paining parishioner’s ears, Would He wear designer clothes, would He seek admiring stares?
No, of course our Lord wouldn’t, such belongs with showmanship, With actors and comedians, not spiritual leadership. Yes, such belongs on the stage, where ego and pride are stroked, But not in Holy worship, lest God’s anger be provoked.
Any who impart Scripture, should do so appropriately, Treating it respectfully, behaving with dignity. For they become God’s mouthpiece, when and wherever they preach, They become ambassadors, who, with decorum, should teach.
All who speak with conviction, and who know the Scriptures well, Need no artiﬁcial aids, or humour, that ego will swell. It’s the work of the Spirit, to convict the hearer’s heart, It’s not for any preacher, to employ some earthy art.
Whenever humour is used, within worship or the church, It detracts from the Holy, and reverence takes a lurch. The same occurs with shouting, which one’s nerves and tension stirs, And which the Spirit’s sweetness, and our Lord’s genteelness, blurs.
Christ wouldn’t bellow or shout; such isn’t good for one’s voice; Speaking with quite dignity, is a far more godly choice. Besides, one can accent words, in a much more ﬁtting way, One doesn’t need to bellow, and shouldn’t get carried-away.
Though humour is a blessing, it’s cursed where it’s wrongly used, It’s best kept out of worship, lest our worship be refused. Wherever the Word of God has been imparted or taught, The utmost care and reverence, our Holy God’s always sought.
By Lance Landall. You can find more poems by Lance at this site: http://www.poetrywithamission.co.nz