Even the title to this post doesn’t seem to resonate with many. But I could spend a few months writing about the complexity of this angst between what we as Christians like to label as Christian, and what we as Christians like to label as secular. Right now, I’m listening to my 16 year old from our sunroom, joyfully scream the lyrics, “There’s sex in the air and I like the smell of it.” This particular song is one that I, as a fairly liberal Christian would consider to be “secular.” I sit here with a hint of anger over the fact that I’ve repeatedly asked my older girls not to play this kind of music, especially around my younger children to whom, out of my own selfishness, I do not wish to explain sex and how it smells so unique in fact, that someone would write a song about liking it.
I imagine my three year old who is a pro at repeating what she hears, skipping down to the children’s sermon as she sings her heart away, “There’s sex in the air and I like the smell of it…..” This might be funny in a best seller, Anne Lamott, Traveling Mercies kind of a way, but in my little world where we’re still trying to make ends meet and we struggle to get along and make our family a happy one, and in my mind, a family that
seems is Christian even though no one has read their subscription that I bought them for Christmas, this whole Rihanna fest is a tad bit disappointing to me. It seems like a big, huge whoppin’ fail on my part.
Where is Chris Tomlin right about now? Maybe if I sent my daughter on the Burning Light’s tour, she’d get it. She’d see what I’m saying about how there’s a difference between “Christian” and “secular.” She’d change her car pre-sets to all the Christian or cultural stations, aka BBN and NPR (see below), and she’d replace her sex symbol playlist with the “think on these things” kind of songs.
I grew up in a home where we were not allowed to listen to “secular” music. In our car, to church or back from grandma’s house, our station was set to BBN, the Bible Broadcasting Network, a station that played a weird hybrid of opera on steroids put to Christian lyrics. On special occasions where we were headed to a more sophisticated event, such as one of our piano recitals that required somewhat of a cultured pose and air, our mother would switch the station to NPR, national public radio and we would listen to that Sunday’s slapstick humor and backwoods fiddle music (A Prairie Home Companion) that seemed much more sophisticated when it came off the secular airwaves than our own little front porch.
In my heart of hearts, the place that is hidden away from what anyone might think, I have actually found myself singing along “….and I like the smell of it.” As a church music director, I wonder what impact it would have on other members who also care what other members think, if they rolled up beside me at a stoplight and heard me screaming just as enthusiastically as my 16 year old, about sex. What would shock them most? The fact that I’m still alive, that I can honestly relate to the raw emotion and dirty instinct of my God given sexuality, or the fact that I’m not lifting my hands in praise while rehearsing next Sunday’s praise song lineup?
And this is where the difference between “Christian” and “secular” gets confusing for me. There is like this intricate, indescribably feel good lust that can be evoked by “secular” music and by the same token there is this, for lack of a better word, sacred, intimate and beckoning spirituality that can be nurtured by the other kind of “Christian” music. It seems to me that one can’t happen alongside the other. It’s either, or. Some would argue, some more liberal and open-minded than me, that God is in it all, that there is no separation between the good and bad, and that the Spirit isn’t just like some huge dam that keeps all the God stuff logged up to itself. They support their claim with this fanciful imagery that the good and bad are fluid, flowing unrecognizably into each other while the good sanctifies and mixes with the bad, to create something beyond our own human understanding that usually just settles for angry, uptight definitions of what we habitually classify as “Christian” and “Secular.”
But for now, while I’m still unsure of whether God permits my flesh to feel as alive as it really is, I’ll keep my car windows rolled UP on the days when I just don’t feel like being as “Christian” as I’m sure God is calling me to be.
And I’ll pray to God my parents don’t come over when I’m trying to be an open minded parent without compromising the BBN and NPR core of who they raised me to be. Next song up? “Put it down on me.” God, help us!
- Controversy is Christian: Art and the Christian (donovanmneal.wordpress.com)
- Secular Faith: Week 2 (enbw.wordpress.com)
- Next Song Please! (usfbiblestudylive.wordpress.com)
- Music & the Christian (divinedee077blog.wordpress.com)