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Saturday, October 18, 2008

Poppin verse Krump

Battle of the ages. Different generations have brought a different flavor into culture that seems to come to a clash with each other every so often. You get it from your older or younger co-worker. From your uncle or niece. From your teacher or student. Every generation believes what they’ve brought to the forefront of culture makes more sense or will have more of an everlasting wrinkle on the pages of history.
66 Ford Mustang Coupe verses 02 Dodge Viper GTS;
Elvis verses Timberlake;
Hymns verses Contemporary;
Daily Planner verses Blackberry (I think my wife is the only person still using a daily planner).
POPPIN VERSES KRUMP…..?
Being an elementary age kid in the 80’s, I caught the tail end of a dance craze that brought some light to the Hip-hop culture: Breakdancing. I remember believing my older brother was pretty good at it even though he had no idea what he was doing. But after watching the movie BREAKIN, I couldn’t blame him for trying. That movie inspired millions of suburban and small town kids to learn how to pop.
Poppin was a craze and almost every kid gave it a try. Stand in front of the mirror and start poppin away. The more you did it, the more you fooled yourself into thinking you looked cool.
Now-a-days, if you want to get your boogey on, you better know how to krump.
It’s the hottest dance out there where you just go ballistic on the dance floor. Throw your arms and kick your legs, but someone how some way, you better make it look controlled and cool. If you’re not careful, someone may come up and punch you because they might think you’re trying to attack them.
B-boys that pop hate krump because it’s too simple, and fams that get krump think poppin WAS cool…….25 years ago!!

Poppin vs Krump (krump starts at 2:49)


Battle of the ages. Ol’ School verse New School. Sounds very familiar in the world of Christianity. Some elite traditionalists cannot stand to hear the word “relevance”. Relevant means worldly. Some ultra-modernist think tradition is for grandma and only kills the church. I can’t help but to wonder….who’s right?
In a culture where the body of Christ looks like Popeye’s beloved Olive Oil because churches are half full (I like to use a paradigm-shift there), it amazes me that this is an issue.
The Church is in a state where we can't afford to not remember what it means to be a Body. And not just any body, but of CHRIST. The Apostle Paul tells us that “The body is a unit, though it is made up of many parts; and though all its parts are many, they form one body. So it is with Christ. For we were all baptized by one Spirit into one body—whether Jews or Greeks, slave or free—and we were all given the one Spirit to drink. Now the body is not made up of one part but of many. If the foot should say, "Because I am not a hand, I do not belong to the body," it would not for that reason cease to be part of the body. And if the ear should say, "Because I am not an eye, I do not belong to the body," it would not for that reason cease to be part of the body. If the whole body were an eye, where would the sense of hearing be? If the whole body were an ear, where would the sense of smell be? But in fact God has arranged the parts in the body, every one of them, just as he wanted them to be.-1 Cor. 12:12-18.

So whether you like to Pop or get Krump, it’s all about letting go and dancing. To dance means to move to the music with the best moves you got. Relevance doesn’t mean “young”. It means meeting people with what they love. Tradition doesn’t mean “non-applicable”. It means remembering where we come from. Tradition will always be relevant as long as we have people who love it. And relevance will always be needed it we ever want to reach ANYONE for Christ. In the big picture, don't they go hand-in-hand?

2 comments:

Larry Fredlund said...

Wow.....I am really OLD. The only word I recognize is "breakdancing". Jo-Jo is a FREAK, keep it coming cool dude.

Jo-Jo Spencer said...

Thanks Scary Larry. Love ya tons, dude