Friday, May 28, 2010

May 28, 2010

Kopp Disclosure
(John 3:19-21)



A snotty ivy leaguer screamed across campus to Yale's notorious chaplain (WSC, Jr.), "The church is full of hypocrites."

He yelled back, "You're right...and there's room for one more!"

"The church," the student screamed again, "is full of cripples."

"You're right," the chaplain yelled back again, "but who isn't limping?"


That came to mind as my predecessor and I laughed and almost cried about two folks - one formerly related to his current ministry and one formerly related to mine - who judged us to be unfit for their affirmation, association, and affection.

He said she or he turned people against him.

I said she or he turned people against me.

He said she or he had always been looking for that special something that would end the affirmation, association, and affection.

I said she or he had always been looking for that special something that would end the affirmation, association, and affection.

He said he knows how I feel.

I said I know how he feels.

He knows her/him.

I know her/him.

We agreed the only difference between them and us is we know we aren't perfect.

Hypocrisy is kinda like looking in the mirror and seeing Jesus.

They don't really know Jesus because they don't really need Jesus because they've already saved themselves while damning others.

1 John 1:5-10 comes to mind.



Speaking of hypocrisy, the "Click It or Ticket" campaign comes to mind.

Surely, I know it's smarter to click it than otherwise.


Aside from wondering how young lovers, uh, ride around like, uh, we used to ride around if they've clicked it, I just find it rather ironic to hypocritical that government insists on people clicking it for their own safety while putting the unborn at risk for other personal comforts.

It's almost as ridiculous as churches that say they want more young people to come to church while singing from hymnbooks printed in the 50s and expecting 'em to wear clothes increasingly restricted to lawyers, politicians, non-emerging pastors, undertakers, and other, uh, folks playing roles that also don't change with the times.



I'm a police chaplain as well as a pastor, professor, and author of non-bestselling books; so I understand cops are only doing what they're told when they ticket those who don't click it.

Still, I wonder why whoever establishes such priorities insists on spending so much $ on ticketing the unclicked when our cities, suburbs, and even rural areas are increasingly infested, infected, and injected by gangs, illegals, terrorists, and other, uh, really, uh, violent, uh, profiles.

Parenthetically, I know "illegals" are the new heroes of PCers; but it's also well-documented that a very, very, very high % of 'em are running from rather than to something.

Maybe I'm as out of it as people who think churches and pastors should talk more about Jesus than Rush, Rachel, Keith, Sean, or, uh, gasp, gulp, sigh, their franchises.

Call me crazy, but I'd rather the fine women and men in law enforcement patrol neighborhoods to keep really bad guys from hurting people for a variety of criminal intentions.

The "Click It and Ticket" obsession seems so silly juxtaposed to what's really threatening most people's life, liberty, and pursuit of happiness.

It just seems like comparing a BB gun to heavy artillery.

It just seems like bad stewardship to me.



Again, I think it's a great idea to click it.

I just think there are more important things that can be done with the decreasing resources and personnel of law enforcement that's supposed to protect citizenry.

Let me put it another way.

My predecessor and I have decided to ticket people who think they're better than everybody else.

Judgmental speck-inspectors.

The most hypocritical people in the world.

He has fenced her or him from leadership in his ministry.

I have fenced her or him from leadership in my ministry.

Some belts are so tight that they suck the life out of people.

If Jesus was/remains right, people need more slack anyway.

That's the only way to move on to really important stuff.


Blessings and Love!

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