It’s been 20 years since I wrote the following:

While visiting a Lutheran church yesterday, and feeling far more connected to historic Christianity than I do in my Baptist church, it struck me that perhaps modern evangelicalism is inherently at risk of following every fad and wind of doctrine by our very rejection of centuries of Protestant tradition, creeds, liturgy, and means of worship. We have set ourselves up to be our own interpreters of Scripture, to seek after “freshness” and “relevance”, and to look with disdain at what is timeless. It is as if we need to be consantly reinventing the wheel in how we “do church”.

And, frankly, it strikes me as more than a bit arrogant.

How thankful I am to have been in church services where I have had the privilege of praying the same prayers, reciting the same creeds, and singing the same hymns as other believers the world over… for centuries. It is both humbling and glorious to experience this deeper connection to the Body of Christ. How different from the attitude within much of modern evanglicalism that criticizes liturgy as being “stale” and “rote”, that scorns anything from a previous generation, and that wants desperately to be “cutting edge”.

A lot has happened in those two decades. A lot. My faith journey has taken twists and turns I never could have predicted. I was both surprised and amused to re-read this recently, and felt like telling my younger self: WOW, Rebecca. You made some good points but you didn’t go far enough.