On the radio there was a recent discussion about whether or
not the Bible and the sermons produced from it could be viewed as literature.
This led me to revisit some thoughts I had had many years ago. I wondered if
the preachers were more like actors than newsreaders.
You see, in some places that I have worshipped the preacher
has had more dramatic flair than some of the people I see on either stage or
screen. The pastors build up the tension. They stalk the platform like tigers
ready to pounce on some unsuspecting prey, and they do just that – they deliver
a killer verse to a nodding congregant.
They are snapped into alertness and all the focus is drawn
back to the centre of the stage.
The pastor then recaptures the attention of the entire
audience, bringing them back into his web of rapt attention with a few select
moves (cunningly disguised as amusing anecdotes) after which he builds to another
crescendo before dangling them above the open jaws of the devouring beast he
has cleverly pictured; the one that will destroy them if they don’t do exactly
as he says.
To complete his act as hero he draws his sword of truth and
despatches the monster. The congregants all breathe breaths of relief as they
relax in the safe knowledge that they have nothing left to fear as long as they
follow the lead of the hero in his slick suit and silk socks.
After witnessing one such entertaining sermon, I was discussing
the drama of preaching with my son and he said, “It’s like going to the
theatre every week ... but without paying!”
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