A friend from school travels with a Quartet that was singing in a nearby "Emergent Church". I went to go hear them sing. The pastor's message centered around the brand new life-size bronze statue of Jesus they had just installed in the front courtyard. It had been commissioned to some well-known artist and cost a couple hundred thousand dollars.
The pastor encouraged everyone who was burdened, heavy hearted, and in need of the touch of Christ to exit during the closing song, go out to the courtyard, kneel down, take the hand of Jesus, look up into his eyes and give your sorrows to him.
Everyone stood, the praise band sang one of those soft choruses that repeats the same seven words eleven times, and they sang and sang and sang, as scores of people went out weeping to line up at their Jesus statue, take his hand, pray and come back in to the service, where they stood swaying and weeping.
Needless to say, I got out of that idolatrous place without even greeting my friend.
That would be quite strange. Sad that the idolatry would be so blatant.