Further, Davis’ contention that the true reality in Christian worship is the presence of God, makes Christian worship an experience where God’s own holiness and glory are “really” there (as are the angels, archangels, saints and martyrs).
He argues that the worldviews of modernity and postmodernity have erased from the Christian imagination the truth that God is present, making him seem distant and unreal, placing the focus instead on the human preacher, the musicians and the audience.
He goes about his project by making three claims: 1) renewal of evangelical worship calls for a change of perspective regarding the participants in worship (God, the church and the Christian); 2) “the real, personal presence of the risen Christ in the assembly in the power of the Spirit [is] the central and fundamental fact of true worship” (p.
34); and 3) the risen Christ continues to meet his people in joyful fellowship at the communion table.
My hope is that this will happen and that it will happen soon.
Many years ago, we saw in the show-window of a well known London bookshop a copy of the then recently published biography of General Robert E.
Philip Guedalla is nearer her mark, except that she is always serious, and always charitable in judgment; but there is in her case also the same accumulation of infinite detail, and the same voluminousness of comment, shot through with the variety of constantly shifting points of view.
Her method is an analysis of character and conduct rather than a study of actual events.
It is true that, in the first chapters, there are examples of over-embroidered sentiment and inflated expression. Davis’s devotion to her husband, the references to Queen Victoria’s adoration of Prince Albert seem suggestive of too august comparisons; and also to go back to the classic story of Andromache appears to be still more grandiloquent.
Indeed, in this part of the book, there is here and there a decided echo of the highflown rhetoric that once gave the novels of Augusta Evans so much vogue.