I've seen much written about the Grammy Awards this year online. I've watched as those who think the world is going to hell in a hand basket chime in to use music's biggest night as proof we're all in trouble. Whether it's the talk about the emphasis on marriage equality, the risque dresses leaving little to the imagination, or the Daft Punk helmets, most of the articles I've read leave me scratching my head wondering how to review such an event.
I must admit, I was on an airplane from Dallas to Durango Colorado when the show began, so I've had to do a little catch up on the performances and try to understand what all the buzz is really about. I watched Beyonce dance provocatively around a stool while her husband JZ chimed in with their duet. I immediately cruised over to twitter to see what my "faith" tribe would say.
"I don't get it. They just want to deal with the human problem of angst on the world's stage." one tweeter posted.
"That guy's hat looks like Yogi Bear" another chimmed in.
"What's with the Daft Punk helmets. Just goes to show you how weird music is." I read from another person I follow.
Comment after comment seemed to bring up the negative parts of the Grammy awards and how un-christian they were, but none I read tried to understand the "whys" of the event.
Look, every since I started watching the Grammy's it's been strange. Madonna pranced around in a wedding dress to "Like a Virgin," Brittney Spears then Kissed Madonna on the stage in front of the world at one show, and Lady Gaga dressed up in a slab of prime rib. It's always been a little strange for the average viewer.
But for some reason, during the show this year, I felt as though there was a considerable amount of surprise. It's almost as though some were using their platform on twitter to continue propagating the idea of fear as the world spins around them. And believe me, I know fear drives people.
It drives people to a website for safety and security.
It drives people to a message of hope in the face of what they don't understand.
It can drive people into an "US" -those who mock artists- against a "THEM" -the artists themselves- mentality that rallies a group of people against one another.
And as I sat back and thought about what was going on I couldn't help myself from wondering, "Where are the people who are willing to LOVE others in spite of the debauchery going on?" Instead of openly mocking someone else who is trying to paint a picture of the pain, the love, the victory, or the celebrity they long for; who is going to help them find the contentment of being human in the face of all the vice?
I'm not interested in the "so and so did this" and did you see "so and so did that," as much as I'm interested in wondering 'How would Jesus Love Here?'
How would Jesus love Daft Punk?
How would Jesus love Maclamore?
How would Jesus love Beyonce, JZ, Kanye, PINK, and Katy Perry?
It's easy to sit on the high throne of right and wrong, and convince your followers that purity is your righteous goal, but is that what Jesus would do?
I don't think so.
I think Jesus would sit with artists crying out in pain and listen.
I think Jesus would listen to their story, give unrelenting compassion, and see to the heart of the human who longs for right relationship with God and Mankind.
I think Jesus would give hope, not falter to the easier road of being an armchair quarterback.
I think Jesus would welcome people to the Kingdom of God instead of alienating others creating an Us versus Them narrative.
So my review has little to do with what was done, and more to do with how we respond.
If you find artists who are pushing the boundaries of the morality you find in scripture, instead of being the critical voice, maybe it's time to take a voice of understanding.
I'm not writing to condone the behavior of people who have the world's largest stage to perform, but I am asking deeper questions than, "Did you see that?" giving in to the very shock nature I'm being asked to respond to.
May our hearts line up with the God who created all mankind.
May we find a voice that can truly care for the other.
May we show God's love to a culture crying desperately to know and be known.
For when the validation of the creator becomes real, our insecurities fade away like a vapor and we can truly find rhythm in what HE has created us for.