Greg Linscott
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This article is taken from Jenny Geddes' Stool, one of World Magazine's "Pastor Blogs." ( http://billsmith.worldmagblog.com/archives/001498.html ) It was written by Bill Smith. In light of all the discussion on church dress, I thought it might be interesting to you folks here on the BB.
Don Ho Goes to Church
I read recently of a woman who was sure she had uncovered another Harper Valley PTA because some old brick downtown church members got upset when their minister showed up to preach wearing an Hawaiian shirt. Of course, the old fogeys were so blind (in the case of having to look at clergyperson wearing an Hawaiian shirt one might be grateful for the Ray Charles gift) that they could not see the benefits of having such a happenin' pastor.
What, besides a total lack of taste, is communicated by the minister performing the specific duties of his unique office, wearing the Hawaiian shirt? A few suggestions. How about a lack of competence? Studies haves shown that patients have more confidence in a physician attired in traditional white coat rather than street clothes. Why should I trust a minister to handle God's Work rightly, if he does not have the sense to save his lei for vacation.
What about irreverence? I had the opportunity, along with some ministerial colleagues, to meet with the Governor my state in his office. I noted with more than a little amusement that those who usually make a point of dressing like golf pros were attired in suits and ties. Our God, who is a consuming fire to be worshiped with reverence and awe, apparently does not rate the dignity and formality shown by men in an appearance before the Governor of Alabama.
What about lack of respect for one's office? It is said the Ronald Reagan never went into the Oval Office except in tie and jacket. Of course, Bill Clinton wore his jogging shorts and later apparently his briefs or less. (Thanks to MTW we know his preference in style of underwear.) That speaks loudly to anyone who has even residual hearing for the truth that in one important sense, clothes do make the man.
What about immaturity? "Hey, look at me! I'm so cool I wear Hawaiian shirts when I am serving as God's mouthpiece." The Reformed minister will find much to commend the Geneva gown that hides the minister and communicates to the congregation, "I am a man whom God has made nothing but consecrated to preach the Word of Christ." I
So far as I am concerned, if that minister shows up again in some pulpit wearing an Hawaiian shirt, "Book 'im, Dano."