Church Language – Christianese

Today’s installment isn’t about something I find particularly offensive, just… really annoying. “Christianese” is the name given to the strange jargon that peppers conversations between Evangelicals. I don’t know where this term came from, but I learned it inside the church, as in, “Sometimes our classmates or coworkers don’t understand us if we speak Christianese,” so at least they know their speech patterns are off-putting.

At first glance, Christianese seems pretty benign — people say things like, “I am so blessed,” or “The Lord was teaching me patience as I was driving to church” in response to, “How are you?” It’s stilted and awkward, but hey, they’re making a conscious effort to be grateful no matter what happens in life.

If you’ve read 1984, you’re familiar with Newspeak. If you’re not, here’s the basic idea: If people don’t have words they can’t articulate thoughts, so if you don’t want people having certain thoughts, you take away the relevant words. Christianese lacks the ability to destroy the thoughts, but it does limit which thoughts can be safely expressed within the walls of a church.

First and foremost, Christianese assumes that everything happens as a direct result of God doing something. All events, all the time, as if God didn’t create a universe that operates according to a variety of laws and doesn’t require a whole lot in the way of maintenance. So, when someone asks, “How are you?” or “How was your week?”, your answer needs to take into account that whatever transpired in the previous seven days represent God, in his infinite wisdom, reaching into the very fabric of reality to specifically make your week occur in the manner that it had.

Obviously, this rules out shitty as an acceptable response.

“The Lord has been teaching me patience” is one way to report on a less-than-perfect week, as is, “God has shown me the importance of maintaining my relationships.”

In some situations, however, invoking God feels like overkill, so Christianese allows its speakers to attribute things to “spirits”. This also goes for things that a person might not feel right pinning on God. A laughing child, for example, might be described as having a “spirit of joy” about him. Know a guy who seems unflappable? Spirit of peace. Experiencing depression or anxiety? Spirit of oppression or fear.

In the worst situations, this tendency to spiritualize everything can lead people to make harmful decisions. For example, I’ve known people who quit taking anti-depressants because they saw depression as a spiritual problem rather than a chemical one. This is, sadly, somewhat common in Evangelicalism, particularly if you head down the fundamentalist or Pentecostal branches.

But even when it’s not that bad, attributing everything to spirits can have a negative effect on people. When I used to play guitar at churches, people would frequently approach me to tell me that I had a “spiritual gift” of guitar-playing, or that when I played they felt “a spirit of peace” or “a spirit of worship”. Sometimes it would even get escalated to God somehow playing through me. Never mind that I practiced several hours a day, harvesting riffs from the songs I loved, running my scales and arpeggios until my fingers were numb. My efforts meant nothing; God was running my hands and the spirits were in the sound.

This destroyed my work ethic. See, since things only happened if God willed them, and I was only good at guitar because God intervened and made me good, then obviously effort didn’t matter. If I tried a new hobby but failed to grasp it immediately, I gave up on it; if I took an interest in an academic subject, I quit reading if I didn’t instantly memorize the basics. Obviously, God didn’t want me to do it, or he would make me perfect at it.

Christianese permeates Evangelicalism, so it’s going to show up in the rest of this series. I may make bingo cards (probably not).

Church Language – Expectation

In the proper context, expectations are a good thing. My wife expects me to keep myself alive so we can grow old together. My voice teacher expects me to practice between lessons. My friend Matt expects me to write music periodically. I have granted these people the right to expect certain things of me, so it doesn’t bother me in the least when they vocalize those expectations. “You gonna treadmill tonight?” “How’s the breath control coming?” “When are you going to upload new music?”

When I don’t live up to those expectations, I feel a twinge of guilt and I resolve to do better. Then I’m thankful to have someone who is paying attention.

In my experience in Evangelical churches, people seem a little fuzzy on where other people’s boundaries are. Even as first-time visitors, Sarah and I are nearly always treated to this wonderful gem after shaking hands and exchanging names:

Congregant: So, do you guys have any kids yet?
One of us: Nope, we have a dog and a cat.
Congregant: Oh, well hopefully soon!

Another variation involves asking when we plan on having kids, and asserting that God will change our minds.

If we attend for any period of time, eventually someone discovers that I play guitar.

Person: You play guitar? Awesome! We’ll have to get you on the worship team sometime!

Note the phrasing: “yet” indicates an expectation that we will have kids; invoking God makes it a moral mandate. “We’ll have to get you…” assumes that possessing a skill means I want to lend it to them and destroys any concept of self-determination I may have.

And it continues. What night is good for you to join a small group? What are you bringing for the potluck? When are you taking a turn in the nursery (this one typically only applies to Sarah)?

It applies at every stage of life. I remember adults constantly asking other people’s kids about their romantic lives, usually to express their distaste for teenage dating… and then, the minute these kids graduated from high school, asking when they were going to meet someone of the opposite gender and embark on a heterosexual marriage.

They’d ask what college we wanted to go to, just make sure we were planning on a Christian college. Bonus points if it was Bible college.

They’d ask what music we were listening to and whether it was “Christian”.

They’d ask why we would possibly want to watch R-rated movies.

They’d ask anything, and they would do it in such a way that it expressed their opinion of what we should be doing.

Eventually, they’d drop the pretense and start prescribing. And then one morning you wake up and you realize one of two things:
1) The life you lead has been tailored to the preferences of a bunch of people you barely know.
2) You have been lying about who you are to an awful lot of people.

Either way, the only thing that eases the tension is to cut and run.

Church Language – Introduction

I live in perpetual fear that someone is going to ask me where or with what frequency I’ve been going to church lately. The answer — “eh, nowhere, really” — isn’t the scary part so much as figuring out how to respond to the inevitable follow-up: “Why not?” The core of my religious convictions, the part that lends itself toward attending an Evangelical church, hasn’t changed, but something about the thought of attending a church — of even finding a church to attend — fills me with a palpable dread. And hey, since I just outed myself to the entire freaking internet, I think I’m going to try and think through where that feeling comes from.

So, the plan is to spend a few posts reflecting on the language I’ve encountered at the churches I’ve attended and see where the hostility originates and whether it’s real or all in my head. Some things I’d like to cover include:

Expectations – Statements and questions that reflect an expected way of doing things, the most common of which is the “When are you getting married/having kids?” series.

Divisive language – Situations in which an “Us vs Them” mentality is expressed/encouraged. Pretty much any time politics are mentioned.

Falsehoods and damn lies – I once listened to a dude go on a 30 minute tirade against gay people using all of these made up sounding statistics about their sexual proclivities. He did not cite a source. This may be bundled with divisive language.

Control – I may need to save this for last because it can be a part of anything people say. The sad fact is that some people just want to control what other people think.

These and pretty much anything else I can think of, or anything that may come up in the comments.

Day 15 – iPod

I’m skipping a few of these, as I don’t feel like writing a letter (13) or digging around Facebook for a picture of me and my family (14). Today’s prompt is “Put your iPod on shuffle: First 10 songs that play.” This is a good one because I just got an iPod, so I have an excuse to keep playing with it.

1. Spitz – Indigo Chiheisen — Back in the glory days of filesharing, my friend Don discovered a Japanese pop singer named Ayumi Hamasaki. Check her out, she’s amazing. Anyway, I started going nuts looking for other good music from Japan, and wound up with a song by Spitz called “Yume Oi Mushi”, which is still one of my favorite songs.

2. Spitz – Nana eno Kimochi — Seriously, same band twice in a row? Gonna complain about the randomizer if there is a third…

3. Anberlin – A Heavy Hearted Work of Staggering Genius — This is a short instrumental interlude before the last song on their second album, i.e. not the sort of thing I would seek out. Shuffle is fun!

4. Daft Punk – Flynn Lives — Tron: Legacy was a freaking amazing movie, in no small part due to the brilliant soundtrack crafted by Daft Punk. If you haven’t seen it, I highly recommend it. It was an experience that made me go home and start screwing around with synthesizer sounds.

5. Spitz – Hatsukoi Crazy — Okay, seriously? I have way more Muse, way more Anberlin, and way more Thrice than I have of Spitz, and yet here we are. It’s cool, though, I like Spitz.

6. Ayumi Hamasaki – We Wish (Ramon Zenker Remix) — The Ayu Trance albums are great for listening to at work. They pass the time quite nicely.

7. Anberlin – Change the World — Not one of their best. It’s not bad, it’s just kinda… blah. Unremarkable.

8. Paramore – Feeling Sorry — I still think Riot is their best album, but Brand New Eyes has some good stuff. I’m curious as to how they’ll fare without the Farro brothers, since they were the backbone of the Paramore sound.

9. House of Heroes – Drown — I vaguely recognize this song. I guess I always tune out when I’m listening to the album. Huh.

10. Muse – Butterflies & Hurricanes — This song is fantastic.

Day 12 – How/why I started blogging

Many years ago, two of my friends had accounts at diaryland.com, so I decided to join the crowd and created one of my own. I liked the idea of being able to write about personal stuff and easily share it with a couple of close friends. The site had a pretty minimal social feature, but I fumbled my way into following a couple of strangers. The idea of being able to write stuff for “people” was intriguing, but I wanted to keep diaryland under wraps — too personal for general consumption.

Then I stumbled upon livejournal. It had a better social element and random online friends of mine were already using it, so it was pretty easy to jump in. It was great because it gave me an outlet for whatever stuff I felt like sharing with my friends, plus the ability to interact with them. Eventually the platform started to feel stale, so I moved to blogger, and eventually to a self-hosted wordpress blog (this site), which I’m pretty happy with.

Day 10 – Songs for Moods

This prompt called for “Songs you listen to when you are Happy, Sad, Bored, Hyped, Mad.” Here goes:

Happy – Black Mages – “Those Who Fight Further”; Tobuscus – “Literal Skyrim Trailer”

Sad – Metric – “Gimme Sympathy”; Gackt – “Mizerable”

Bored – Foo Fighters – “Bridge Burning”; Mastodon – “Oblivion”

Hyped – Chevelle – “Jars”; Fono – “Sunlight Silence”

Mad – Thrice – “Firebreather”; Further Seems Forever – “The Bradley”

Day 8 – Short term goals for this month (and why)

Goal: One piece of music.
Why: I’m trying to beef up various music skills, and the best way to do it is to keep making music.

Goal: Pretty up the website
Why: Cuz it ugly.

Goal: 500 minutes of exercise.
Why: Because SparkPeople is giving away an iPad! Also, health and stuff.

Goal: Maybe get to a doctor.
Why: Because my wrist hurts and I have new insurance that doesn’t force me to always go to the same doctor who isn’t taking appointments and tells me to call back every morning at 8 and maybe they can squeeze me in.

Day 7 – A pic of something that has the biggest impact on me

This is the sort of topic that makes me freak out a little. I know which people might see this post, so I feel like I need to cater to them. For example, the thought of someone in my family seeing this makes me want to reach for an old family photo; coming from an Evangelical Christian background, I’m terrified that if I don’t put a picture of a Bible or Euro-Jesus that people will leave passive-aggressive messages about how I’m not a very good Christian. I talk a huge game about how much I loooove music, so I feel like maybe a guitar or a stack of sheet music should show up or people will think maybe I don’t really like it all that much.

Thankfully, I found a picture on Facebook that illustrates the thing that impacts me most:

One of us is afraid of heights, as well as most things.

Peer pressure.

Don’t get me wrong, I totally wanted to jump on that trampoline, but when there are two other people also jumping and you’re afraid of heights and the photographer is telling you all to hold hands and jump at the same time…

Anyway, the point is that the terror on my face contrasted with the excitement on Mike and Kevin’s is the perfect illustration of how I roll in many situations.

I don’t have friends that actively pressure me to do anything. Seriously, no one gets on my case to do stuff I don’t want to do. However, I create a lot of pressure in my mind and end up doing things that I don’t really want to do because I think my friends will look down on me if I don’t. For example, I’ve blown off plans to spend an entire Saturday writing music because a friend kindly asked if I wanted in on some game, and I didn’t feel comfortable saying “No thanks! Maybe later/tomorrow.” I think I’m getting better, though.