Here We Worshipped
Throughout Europe, east or west, in almost every town and village, there is a church. When driving through Serbia, my husband’s homeland, steeples frequently pierce the horizon. For a very long time, the church steeple was, by design, the tallest structure in any community. Its height signified its place of honor.
Now, many of the churches are dingy and rather neglected. Some have well-tended yards and, occasionally, fresh paint. But whether Protestant, Catholic, or Orthodox, they all send steeples heavenward – sturdy, enduring. For me they seem to speak of generations past: “Here we worshipped.” They mark a patch of ground where the Word was preached to a community of believers, the faithful whose children were married at its altars, and who now lie buried in its graveyards.
But times are changing. Recently, while driving through northern Serbia, we approached the small town of Vilovo. There in the distance rose the ever-present steeple. However, in the foreground, rising taller from the surrounding cornfields, was a familiar red and white metal structure: a cell tower. In the gray light of a lowering sky it appeared stark and brash. The church sat rather muted in the background with its cross-topped steeple, seeming to emerge organically from among the village houses.
For me, I think it was the juxtaposition of steeple and cell tower that was so striking. Technology is certainly, for the most part, the friend of man. It is bold and ubiquitous and very, very user-friendly. And certainly the religious world is using that vast frontier to great advantage for God’s kingdom. Our challenge is not to sacrifice our individual devotion to God to the time-devouring products of technology. The church should not languish in the shadow of the cell tower.
Hopefullly, it will be of the church that generations to come will say: Here we worship.
How is technology altering your way of worship?