I know nothing about gospel music, but I know that if you’re wanting to take its temperature you could worse than to shove your thermometer somewhere near Kirk Franklin.

So how’s about this for an interesting clip?

Let’s start with the facts: Kirk Franklin = Big Selling Gospel Artist. See that blurred logo in the bottom right of the screen? That’s the badge for TBN – Trinity Broadcasting Network, frequently held up as one of the symptoms of all that’s wrong in a world of Christians that preach prosperity. I once got bumped from an interview there by some Chinese Revivalists, but that’s another story altogether.

What Franklin’s saying might not sound too radical to certain ears, but to those that know, this is a significant clip. These words in particular are my favorite:

“What if God wasn’t nearly as concerned with making you happy as He is with making you His?”

To hear these words on this channel is like hearing somebody eulogize the importance of financial thrift on the Home Shopping Network or the value of abstinence on The Porn Channel. At TBN right now, I suspect, someone, somewhere is probably nursing some bruises.

Why post it? Because I think its significance goes beyond the network. I think it’s part of a wider shift that’s been taking place of late. Let me explain…

I’ve been thinking a lot about the way we package, sell and consume worship these days. I’ve been thinking about how we got to a place where sales charts and award ceremonies and ticketed tours with groaning merchandise tables at the back have become part of the accepted practice for worship leaders, bands and writers. I’ve been thinking about it all, and I don’t feel comfortable.

But discomfort’s not the only sensation. I’ve got some nerves in there too. I’ve never met one of these worship leaders that I didn’t like, and I feel nervous about them getting caught up in the crossfire of critique. And I’m feeling nervous about the fact that I take money off worship industry companies to put together words that help sell more albums. And I’m nervous that all this is just the same old cynical crap that led me to quit playing and walk away from worship a decade or so ago.

I think I’m vulnerable to the accusations of hypocrisy. And I think that talking about this will probably end up offending some people who I don’t think deserve to be criticized. But I don’t think I can discount this as recycled rubbish from the past. How come? Well, I’ve been listening a little harder than usual these days, and I’m convinced that these thoughts of mine are nothing new at all. In fact, I’m way behind the pack. There’s a growing breed whose involvement in the creation of songs is not limited to – or defined by – the approval of the worship industry.

And so I have made up my mind to write about it. Not that I’m doing an Amos or channeling Keith Green – although, I can think of far worse guides to follow. But, knowing me, this attempt to point out the flaws in a system will more than likely see it getting turned back on myself. How am I – and how are we – a part of the problem? How does our approach to worship create the problems that plague us? What comes first; the consumer or the salesman?


  1. Hmmm… Craig, I couldn’t agree with you more on this. There’s an uncomfortability I feel when I hear friends and strangers sing the praises of not the God who inspires the songs, but the songwriters themselves. They (the fans) spend a fortune on merch, wait hours in line to buy tickets or meet the artists, trample each other to get the best view (of what I often ask/fear), tell people they can’t “worship” unless so-and-so leads them to that posture, etc.

    It’s an odd place the worship leader (or “lead worshipper” as Matt Redman reminds us) finds him-/herself in — to accept the compliments and simultaneously direct the people (and the praise) up to Whom it belongs.

    I’ve been in “Music City” (aka Nashville aka Christian Music Capital) for a few months now and am often bewildered and saddened by the people I encounter. There is an overwhelming air of “What can you do for me?” Sadly, this is most apparent in the Christian. Trying to find authenticity or brothers and sisters who strive to reflect Christ to this world and to each other is like looking for a needle in a haystack as tall as the Empire State Building. The ones who are seeking to walk in this manner are out there I’m sure (and hope/pray), they’re just hiding amongst the bright lights, hipsters and Honky-tonk bars.

    Oh, and that Kirk Franklin quote? It just ripped a whole in me… in a good way. Thanks, friend! :)

  2. You nailed it! I have this same uncomfortable feeling that I can’t seem to put words to… Thanks for supplying some words that start to describe it.




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