Even funerals, the one religious context where one might have assumed the reality of death would be unavoidable, have become the context for that most ghastly and incoherent of acts: the celebration of a life now ended.  The Twenty-Third Psalm and “Abide with Me” were funeral staples for many years, but not so much today.  References to the “valley of the shadow of death” and the “ebbing out of life’s little day,” reminders both of our mortality and of God’s faithfulness even in the darkest of times, have been replaced as funeral favorites by “Wind Beneath My Wings” and “My Way.”  The trickle down economics of worship-as-entertainment has reached even the last rites for the departed.

From: “Tragic Worship” by Carl R. Trueman; published in First Things (June, 2013).  Accessed online.

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