I just don't know sometimes...

Blessed be your name
In the land that is plentiful
Where the streams of abundance flow
Blessed be your name

Blessed be your name
When I'm found in the desert place
Though I walk through the wilderness
Blessed be your name

Every blessing you pour out,
I turn back to praise
When the darkness closes in, Lord
Still I will say...
Blessed be the name of the Lord
Blessed be your name
Blessed be the name of the Lord
Blessed be your glorious name

Blessed be your name
When the sun's shining down on me
When the world's all as it should be
Blessed be your name

Blessed be your name
On the road marked with suffering
Though there's pain in the offering
Blessed be your name

Every blessing you pour out,
I turn back to praise
When the darkness closes in, Lord
Still I will say...
Blessed be the name of the Lord
Blessed be your name
Blessed be the name of the Lord
Blessed be your glorious name

You give and take away
You give and take away
My heart will choose to say
Lord, Blessed be your name

This is the song that I heard sung by thousands of teenagers at a Newsboys concert last night. Hands were stretched to the sky all across the venue as they all sang at the top of their lungs. It was an emotionally driven, feel-good moment for most involved.

I know that I can be too cynical at times, but I couldn't help but wonder how many of those teenagers were paying any attention at all to the words of the song. I'm particularly interested in the stanza below:

Blessed be your name
On the road marked with suffering
Though there's pain in the offering
Blessed be your name

I truly believe that these are beautiful and powerful words, but do we really realize just what we were singing? I've been to about a dozen camps on a few different districts, and I've always been bothered by the emotion-driven worship that we feed our teenagers. Have we sacrificed authentic training and discipleship for a feel-good moment with kids flooding the altar? We get a charismatic speaker who knows exactly what to say to stir a crowd, and the services end with literally hundreds of teens at the altar. On the surface, this looks like a wonderful experience!

My concern is that youth ministers are becoming too caught up in altar numbers, just like some pastors have become too caught up in attendance numbers. My question is whether or not we are doing our teens justice with this movement. If we intentionally prick their emotions and they spend an hour at the altar crying with their friends, will the experience matter a year from now? Have we equipped them for the rigors of the Christian life outside of our protected camp atmospheres?

As a fairly young youth pastor, I can clearly remember my own experiences as a teen a nazarene summer camps. I got "saved" five summers in a row. Anyone else out there have similar stories? I can name you plenty of teens from youth groups I've pastored to experience the same thing- is this not a symptom of a larger problem?

Emotions come and emotions go- which is why I don't want my teenagers' faith or major spiritual decisions to be based on emotions only. We have basically closed the book on preaching "hellfire and brimstone" because we realized that in essence we were scaring people into making decisions. The problem with scaring people into decisions is that they were only scared for a few hours. Their faith wore off as their fear did. Can we not expect the same results from playing to positive emotions? Teenagers won't always have the warm fuzzy feeling that comes with teen camp. Will the decision they made there still hold true in their lives when the struggles of the world hit them in the mouth a few weeks later?

The bottom line is that I feel we have sacrificed true spiritual maturation for tears and snot on the altar.

I'm aware that this is a hastily written post and my thoughts are all over the place, so I may not have been clear or made a valid point at all. This is just something that has been heavy on my heart this morning, so I wanted to share... any thoughts?