
Take me - Raise me above.
Take me - This undying love.
You are the air in which I breathe.
You are the blood I drink and bleed.
These words beyond forever true.
My new religion is you.
I indulged in a guilty pleasure a few weeks ago with a buddy of mine from seminary. We went to see Ozzy Osbourne guitarist Zakk Wylde’s solo project Black Label Society play live in Charlotte, NC. It was rather surreal – I’m standing in a hall with about 500 beer drinking Hell’s Angels looking guys, we’re all yelling our heads off as Zakk and the boys launch into a Black Sabbath cover tune, and I’m thinking “I’ve got to be in church in a few hours . . .” Anyway, I figure if I blog about the spiritual connotations of the show I can redeem myself.
It’s been many years since I went to a metal show (I think I saw the Scorpions in Sacramento, CA last time), but when I heard Zakk was going to be in town I just couldn’t resist. Zakk is one of the few remaining true metal heads (in the movie “Rock Star” he plays Steel Dragon’s lead guitarist in case you didn’t know). I was not a big BLS fan – more out of ignorance than choice – but I wanted to see the guy rock anyway. The show was pretty much what I expected at first, but as it progressed there were some notable exceptions.
First, Zakk comes across like the most loving guy in the world. Between virtually every song he’d talk about brotherhood, love, and the friendship he had with the local BLS fans. I don’t even know how many times he hugged his band mates – they even exchanged some manly pecks on the cheek if that can be imagined (of course, just about anything a monster guitar player like Zakk Wylde does looks manly).
Second, during some lead breaks Zakk would climb up on his monitor and go through a series of ritualistic-looking hand motions that combined beating his chest like a gorilla, kissing his fingers and then pointing toward the sky, and crossing himself like a catholic. What the heck was that all about???
Third, he devoted part of the show to a touching (yet manly) tribute to his pal Dimebag Darrell (ex-Pantera guitarist who was murdered on stage). He talked about their friendship for awhile, then brought out a life size cardboard cutout of Darrell and sang “In This River” for him. Everybody loved it.
OK, so what?
Well, it occurred to me that we had many of the usual elements of a church service going on here. There was emotional group singing, messages of love, some ritualistic hand motions, and a general feeling of devotion to the man bringing the message. It occurred to me as I looked around that for many of these folks this WAS church – that is to say, this Saturday night concert was fulfilling the same basic requirements as Sunday morning church. Scary.
I think that perhaps the reason why Zakk gets the kind of devotion that he does from his fans is that he has tapped into something that is missing from many lives - fellowship. All people want fellowship – the personal closeness that shared experiences, insider knowledge, and community brings. Some people get it from social clubs, some from sports, and some, apparently, from rock shows.
Many Christians today are reacting to this truth by trying to create a kind of community in church that makes Christianity attractive to non-believers. While the goal of this effort can be appreciated, the problem is that ANYONE can do this. Christians, cultists, and rock stars can each fabricate the kind of community that people desire. How then can one choose between the different communities? It seems to me that someone who comes to church simply because of the community, and not what the community stands for, is going to jump ship as soon as a more attractive community comes around.
The Church needs to remember that the gospel is offensive. It is judgmental, absolutist, narrow minded, and intolerant. This fact alone will make most secular communities more attractive to those who are not seeking God (which is everyone according to Paul). Churches that believe community to be humanity’s number one need will have to sacrifice the gospel to keep membership up. The gospel will have to be made non-judgmental, relativistic, open minded, and tolerant toward sin and falsehood. Otherwise the community won’t be fun anymore. This, of course, is a problem. I am all for community – but we need to understand that unity around falsehood is worse than disunity with regard to truth. Lost people longing for community should not be made comfortable in their sin. While we need to reach out and show love, the last thing we want unbelievers to feel is safe in their unbelief.
I think people appreciate the truth more than we give them credit for. The desire for community is a longing to belong to something true, and it is the ones who are bold enough to take a stand that lovers of the truth will seek. I don’t know who Zakk is singing to in his song “New Religion,” and I don’t know who the audience is referring to when they sing along. But if it is Zakk, or their spouses, or their friends – anyone but Jesus Christ - then they are in big trouble no matter how good they feel or how many people sing along with them.