No Selfies; No Tweets

NY Times:  In its first week of sales it is expected that Adele’s latest album will sell over 3 million copies in the United States.

Adele hardly ever tweets. Jesus hardly ever blew his own horn.

Adele’s official music video for her hit song “Hello” has 528,530,155 hits as of Saturday, November 28 – just over a month since it was published. Comments on the video site note the fact that there is no nudity, no sex scenes. There is a story and a song – and a woman who knows how to sing it. She sang the song at France’s NRJ Music Awards on November 9. It is almost worth it to watch just to see what happens at the very end. In case you don’t watch, I’ll tell you what happens. Nothing. She backs away from the mic, smiles a shy smile and her posture seems to suggest that she is just grateful that anyone showed up to listen. Merci beaucoup she almost whispers as the crowd cheers.

When she sings it is as if she is in another world – someplace that doesn’t need an audience; but she taps into emotions that are broadly, if not universally felt.

We are in Advent now, preparing to celebrate a birthday that is almost apologetic in its obscurity even as angels sing, shepherds wonder and royalty either bows in worship or cowers in fear. How can it be that the stars in the heavens knew about it, but except for a very small and insignificant corner of the world, no one else had a clue? We know next to nothing about the childhood, teenage years or twenties of this Jesus of Nazareth. And his public appearances lasted a briefer span of time than a passing rock band. He refused to be called “good” – “Only God is good”; he encouraged his followers to keep much about him to themselves. He is reported to have told some of the receivers of his miracles not to tell anyone else.

In this age of endless self-aggrandizement, whether we are talking about politicians, athletes, movie stars or religious celebrities, let your living do all the talking today. No need to brag; no use in complaining. As important as your opinions are, maybe for today just do your job and let that speak for itself. That’s what Jesus did.

A blessed Tuesday.

Mark Demers

Want to talk about sex, politics, spirituality? So do I. I grew up in a religious home in the 1950’s and 1960’s. Our country was reeling from assassinations and the devastation of the Viet Nam War. Looking for something beautiful, I got a degree in music, married the love of my life and had children. Looking for God, I then went to seminary. Looking for something that might transform the world, I became a local church pastor. Now, I’m always looking for people who want to talk about important things. I cherish conversations with emerging leaders, people who are antsy to try an idea they believe would change the world for the better. I’d would love to hear from you.