Church name: Casa de Luz
Church address: 67 E. Algonquin Rd. South Barrington, IL
Date attended: 3/22/15
Church category: Ethnic/Racial Demographic
I attended Willow Creek’s Casa de Luz for my third and final
church visit. This service was very much in the style that one would expect of
Willow’s main services, which is often the style that my church contexts
operate with, only this was done with a much smaller scale of people. The
service began with singing few songs – there was a band with a choir – followed
by a time for announcements and offering, then a dramatic reading of scripture,
followed by a sermon. The breakdown of the service was about 33/66 when
comparing music and Scripture reading to the sermon. There was no communion
taken, which again leads me to believe they take it on a monthly interval or
greater. Another significant detail about this service was that it was almost
entirely spoken in Spanish, which is quite different from my usual
circumstances.
I found the people at this service to one of the most
appealing parts. I didn’t talk to a lot of people, but they appeared to have an
extra dose of connection with one another. However, I felt welcomed when the
woman next to me spoke with me during and after the service. I am unsure if the
extra connection I perceived was the difference in language, overstated by my
lack of understanding of it, or if it was something of the Holy Spirit. Though
they spoke mostly in Spanish, there were times that they spoke in English. This
happened a few times in the worship and also during the dramatic Scripture
reading. I enjoyed this aspect to because it was helpful to me and I would
imagine it was definitely helpful to those who were still learning English. The
act showed a certain thoughtfulness and intentionality in the worship.
One of the most difficult aspects of this experience was
feeling like the other at times. It was pretty obvious that I was new and didn’t
really belong in this service. I had asked a lady in the main part of the
church to show me where the Spanish speaking service was, and she seemed
intrigued that I wanted to go to it or at least she tried to hide her intrigue.
I believe the language difference acted as a barrier to some degree. It was
that extra aspect that really made me feel out of the loop. The woman I sat
next to asked me if I spoke Spanish and when she found out I didn’t, led me to
the entrance where I could get a headset for translation. This helped me feel
more welcomed and a little bit more like I belonged. I was able to speak with
her about the church after the service and was welcomed back any time I wanted.
The sermon was on the passion of Jesus in Mark 15:16-32. One
aspect of Jesus that he highlighted was his willingness and ability to carry
our emotional burdens. The pastor also paid particular attention to Simon, who
carried the cross; to the soldiers, who stripped and mocked Jesus; and to the
women, who wept for Jesus at the cross. At the end of the sermon, the pastor
asked who we might find ourselves identifying with. I was not particularly
struck by the sermon, though I still enjoyed it. I was more struck with the
reality of this Spanish speaking congregation half an hour away from where I
live. This is perhaps an old way of thinking, but I am still surprised to find
such diversity in the area that I live in.
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