First Presbyterian Church of Fort Worth

Fort Worth | April 29, 2007
Photograph by First Church of Fort Worth


PASTOR The Reverend Karl Travis

ADDRESS 1000 Penn

PHONE 817-335-1231


MAIN SERVICE Sundays at 8:15, 9:00, and 10:55 A.M.

Where have all the young folks gone? And if they haven’t left, how can the churches hold on to them? The best solution seems to be to incorporate them into the life and teachings of the church—or synagogue, mosque, or temple—as early as possible, preferably in the company of a good number of peers and under the guidance of a corps of caring adults; to provide them with a range of wholesome activities; and to offer worship services congenial to their age and experience. This, of course, is far easier to prescribe than to achieve, but based on my visit on Youth Sunday a few weeks before high school graduation, First Presbyterian Church of Fort Worth seems to be on the right track.

Youth Sunday, honoring graduating seniors, was part of the “contemporary” worship that First Presbyterian offers at nine o’clock each Sunday morning. As befits its informal ambience, the service was held in the gym at the rear of the church complex. Folding chairs were arranged in a three-quarter circle around a table adorned with a cross, candles, and a large bowl, perhaps a makeshift baptismal font. I took a position about even with the free throw line, at a 45-degree angle from the basket and just outside the three-point arc. (When I looked at the scoreboard, I realized that I was sitting on the Home instead of the Visitors side, but no one seemed to notice.) I estimated attendance at approximately two hundred souls. As one might expect, teenagers and younger adults were in the majority, but all segments of the life cycle were well represented. I saw several graybeards, and the row in front of me held a line of older women, likely widows, whose hair had been done no later than Friday and had been freshly sprayed that morning. They did not look contemporary, but they were in a sprightly mood—even though I suspect they’d been up for hours. Most people had dressed casually, though not carelessly, and ushers, members of the choir and band, and a few others wore bright-green T-shirts.

The order of service was standard mainline Protestant: prelude, lighting the candles, announcements, signing the Friendship book, passing the peace. The primary mark of contemporaneity was the music. Some congregations, particularly charismatic megachurches, feature high-powered Christian rock, with dynamic soloists, deafening bands, and words displayed on video screens. Presbyterians, seldom given to excess, have forestalled development in that direction by wide adoption of an alternative songbook, Sing the Faith, which contains hundreds of “praise” songs whose simple melodies are designed to be sung in unison and work well with acoustic guitar accompaniment. I harbor some bias against these changes, preferring the long, familiar corpus of classic hymns and four-part harmony, but the songs that morning had more biblical and theological content than the “Thank you, Jesus” lullabies of other settings, and most people appeared to be singing heartily. I’ve decided that opposition to praise music should not be a test of rectitude or fellowship.

The theme for Youth Sunday was “Pressing On Toward the Goal.” Teenagers assumed all duties, with girls shining the brightest: Although ten of the nineteen graduating seniors listed in the program were boys, only one had a speaking part, and the four “senior homilies” were delivered by girls, each almost as lovely, poised, and articulate as my own granddaughters.

Kelcy Puls noted that all are sinners and fall short of the glory of God but that if we strive to be perfect, we will be forgiven. We already have a relationship with the perfect Christ, who died for our sins, she proclaimed, and the more we press on toward the goal of perfection, the more that relationship will improve—though it will become perfect only when Christ comes again. She told of going on a summer mission trip to Bay St. Louis, Mississippi, to help with the cleanup after Hurricane Katrina and being so impressed with a

More Texas Monthly

Loading, please wait...