Gospel Night, and the hating thereof

Evidently at some point in the seven years or so I’ve been out of town, the Wendy’s I worked at as a teen and have returned to, set up some sort of agreement with one of the local churches. The third Monday of every month is Gospel Night. The church brings in a sound system, and various singers, and they perform in the dining room for a half hour to an hour, depending.

I hate Gospel Night.

For one, I’m not a huge fan of gospel music; it was never a genre I enjoyed, even when I did identify as Christian. It’s not my cup of tea, and I don’t really want to be subjected to it while I’m working. And I especially don’t want to be subjected to it when it’s so loud I leave with a headache. Most of the people who attend Gospel Night are elderly, and thus they need the volume up, and so the entire building is positively vibrating from the speakers. (I wouldn’t even like this state if it was music I enjoyed. I am prone to headaches and loud music makes me feel anxious. Yes, even hearing about how awesome Jesus is for an hour makes me jittery.)

The thing I hate the most, though? The part that makes me the most Grinchy of all?

I hate the customers. The people who come in for Gospel Night, the ones who profess to love Jesus and be his biggest fans, are rude, demanding, cheap, and the least Christ-like they could possibly be. The music starts at 7:30, so they start coming in around 5:00 to “get their seats.” They move all the tables around in the dining room, staking out “their spots” like this was the lawn at a concert. They don’t say ‘please’ or ‘thank you’ when they talk to me; they barely bother with anything resembling pleasantries at all, because they’re in a hurry to sit and socialize with other people about how much they think Jesus is awesome. They don’t hand me money, they throw it on the counter and walk away. They argue with me about how much things cost and demand that I honor expired coupons, or that I honor their coupon AND give them their senior discount or drink. They don’t wait patiently in line; they assault me at any point along the counter, no matter what I’m trying to do. If they want a refill? I’d better get on it, no matter the 20+ people in line, and they WILL throw their cups at me if they feel I’m not going fast enough. They leave garbage on my counter, or actually throw it at me with an order to throw it out for them. They huff at me because I’m taking too long, or yell at me because I’m having trouble hearing their order because they are whispering in a packed dining room with gospel music blaring loudly enough to make fillings fall out. They are mad because I am running out of things and thus inconveniencing them somehow, because there are just SO MANY PEOPLE and the line doesn’t end, so there is no time to go get everything I need, just a mad dash here and there for the one thing I need to finish one order.

They show up at 5:00, and sit there in the dining room until 7:30 when the music starts, and don’t leave until well after the show ends at 8:30. They get dinner, and then dessert, and they do nothing but come back up for free refills on their already free senior drinks. I brew SO MUCH COFFEE. And heaven forbid I run OUT of coffee when seven people all want their cups refilled simultaneously!

I have always liked the quote, “I like your Christ. I do not like your Christians. They are so unlike your Christ.” (My good friend Snopes.com says it probably wasn’t actually Ghandi, and it’s been so paraphrased and parsed, who knows where it came from at all, but still.) People like the ones who show up on Gospel Night are the same kinds of people I went to church with, to college with, who religiously abused me, and who completely turned me off to Christianity. People who are in such a perpetual hurry to show people just how much they love Jesus, that they run roughshod over everyone and everything in their path.

I hate Gospel Night.

Advertisements

2 Comments

Filed under Now

2 responses to “Gospel Night, and the hating thereof

  1. My heart bleeds with sadness to hear your story. It’s really sad and awful for Christians to behave as you describe.
    But I will like you to note this. Christ came for the bad the worse and the worst. He came for the last, the least and the lost.
    Those who come to Him are former prostitutes, thieves, robbers, rapist,
    gang members, drug addicts, pornographers…and you name it.
    It is only when they open up that Jesus can change and transform them.
    If they choose to remain as they are, there’s nothing even God can do about it.
    I’ve been used, betrayed and abused by church people too. I almost quit too…I did for a season. then I remembered that I didn’t come for them in the first place. No matter how bad they are, they can’t take away God’s love for me.
    I stayed because I have a personal relationship with God that no evil person can break me away from. This is the secret of Christianity: a personal relationship with God. No one can take that away from you.
    I challenge you to seek this first before you ever try to seek a relationship with other christians.
    Most of those in the church are hurting people, and hurting people hurt other people.
    Do not be blinded by what others do. Take them as humans, not some super breed that is void of faults.
    God for God, not man.
    There is a passage in Jeremiah which says, “cursed is the man who puts his trust in man. (Jeremiah 17:5).
    God knows we can’t make it if we put our trust in man and not in Him.

  2. My heart bleeds with sadness at your story. I know how hard it could get not to have a role model in the church.
    Strive to get a personal relationship with God. do not look to man for a sign of christianity. Jesus came for sinners. He came for the lost, the last and the least. He came for the bad, the worse and the worst.
    those who are in church are former thieves, prostitutes, liars,cheater, pornographers, drug addicts and you name it.
    If they open up to God He will heal, change and transform them. If they don’t then there’s nothing even God can do for them.
    I have bee abused and betrayed by church people too. I did quit for a season, but I came back not because i missed them but because I missed my personal relationship with God.
    Jeremiah 17:5 says cursed is the man who puts his trust in man.
    You see, even God knows that man cannot satisfy us.
    see the people at the Gospel night in this light. they are just human and most of them are still undergoing transformation.
    Do not be disheartened. Look to God and not man.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s