PUTTING AN END TO WORSHIP WARS - Elmer Towns
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young people from my church were converted in this little church. The singing was loud and<br />
from the heart. I liked that. Young girls sang solos passionately from the heart, I liked that. The<br />
two Bible college students preached evangelistically, which means they preached with passion,<br />
enthusiasm, and feeling. I liked that. Every night people went to the altar and knelt to be saved.<br />
I liked that.<br />
The type of preaching where I was saved, is the type of preaching I developed in Bible<br />
college. I preached my first sermon on the street corners of Columbia, South Carolina. It was a<br />
passionate sermon with lots of fire, but little substance beyond the elementary contents of the<br />
plan of salvation.<br />
When I was nineteen years old and a second year student at Columbia Bible College, I<br />
became pastor of the Westminster Presbyterian Church, Savannah, Georgia on the weekends.<br />
Part of my job expectation, and in return for a small salary of $5.00 per week, I had to type out<br />
the church bulletin and mimeograph it each week. The church bought a mimeograph machine<br />
and for awhile I kept it in my father's garage. The church service that I conducted in my naivete,<br />
was an oxymoron in reality. The first half of the worship service included the traditional<br />
Presbyterian liturgy. In the second half I preached like a revivalist at camp meeting. Since I had<br />
been converted in an atmospheric revival, I felt that you had to preach enthusiastically, with<br />
emotions, driving home my message. I always ended my sermon with an invitation, also entitled<br />
an altar call for people to come forward and kneel, where we would lead them to Christ. In terms<br />
of worship expressions, my first pastorate was a Liturgical Church for the first half of the service,<br />
and a combination of the Renewal Church and Evangelistic Church in the second half.<br />
I remember one of the teenagers at the Presbyterian Church asking, "Why do we do all<br />
that junk in the beginning?" I knew what he meant. We stood for Responsive Reading, the<br />
Apostle's Creed, the Gloria Patri and all other expressions of liturgy. This teenager went on to<br />
say,<br />
"I just like it when you rear back and preach."<br />
In my first church I was so young, the people couldn't call me Pastor, Minister and since I<br />
was not ordained; they couldn't call me Reverend. Because I love to preach with passion, and<br />
motivate them to make a decision at the altar; everyone in the community called me, "Preacher."<br />
I moved to Dallas, Texas, to attend Dallas Theological Seminary. My wife and I attended<br />
two or three Presbyterian churches looking for a church home. Since I had already been a student<br />
pastor of Westminster Presbyterian Church, I was looking for a place of service, also an<br />
evangelistic Presbyterian church in which I would feel comfortable.<br />
About the fourth week in Dallas, my wife and I attended First Baptist Church, where Dr.<br />
W. A. Criswell was pastor. That Sunday night my wife woke up with excruciating pain, was<br />
taken to the Baylor Hospital for an emergency surgery to save her life. When the nurse was<br />
filling out the admittance papers, she asked for our church home.<br />
"We don't have one," I replied.