The snow had started falling and the setting was perfect. What better way to start Christmas?
I was waiting at Sheffield station to catch a train to London late last night, quietly drinking a cup of coffee, when a rich heavenly sound filled my ears. Not just any tinny choir of children, but the Sheffield Philharmonic choir echoing round the atrium at the shiny new station forecourt. The voices were well balanced - strong tenors and basses giving glorious counterpoint to the pitch perfect sopranos and contraltos. Under the echoing roof with surprising good acoustics, the total effect was simply stunning. Having been to and taken part in hundreds of carol concerts, you could forgive me for being blasé about such things.
But the words of praise caught me up: Veiled in Flesh the Godhead see, hail the incarnate deity. Born as man, with man to dwell, Jesus our Emmanuel…' . I shed a tear (yes! me!) and prayed a prayer of gratitude over my steaming tea cup...
But then another, more disturbing, observation. While there were a few who stood, listened and applauded appreciatively, there were many who did not. Most of the 20- and 30-somethings walked past without registering any interest at all. Some openly mocked and laughed, while others had faces twisted in distain. Why?
It may just be that this traditional music is not to the taste of this hip-hop and indie-band soaked generation, or perhaps it was just an inconvenience on their commute home. It may be that, like the Grinch, their hearts are just several sizes too small. Or it may be that this age range is more hostile to the God dimension of Christmas than others. Without stopping them to ask, we'll never know. But there may be some disturbing implication for the future of our Christmas outreach here.
Christmas is perhaps, our biggest opportunity for Gospel-telling we have. People come in their droves to church at Christmas, and we look with gratitude over church buildings filled to the rafters. But who is this traditional package not reaching? It is probably touching the over 50s who are sentimental for the the experiences of their youth. It may have many younger children who are brought along. But our gratitude to God for the size of the crowd may be blinding us to our failure to engage with a whole generation of more cynical people, who are actively turned off by Victorian choral music.
As you run, we hope, packed Christmas Carol service events over the next two weeks, just cast an eye over the congregation. How many in their 20s and 30s are present?
And then ask the question: Is there an alternative Christmas event with a different kind of music that will reach them?
moira