I hope to speak calmly this AM. In my estimation, the handwriting was on the wall that this witch-hunt was tragically inevitable when the 6 SBC seminary presidents signed the statement declaring CRT incomparable with the Baptist Faith & Message BECAUSE 1) It wasn’t
made clear to many what qualifies as CRT & what does NOT. 2) Many people aren’t going to do the homework on how to differentiate between CRT & BIBLICAL priorities of justice & BIBLICAL mandates against injustice. If you don’t think God frowns on injustices committed or blessed by
people who claim to belong to him, you simply aren’t reading your Bible. I don’t have to be a seminary president to suggest reading the prophets if you want to know what kind of hell there can be to pay when we, the people of God, deal unjustly or stand by silently in its midst.
3) Because of 1 & 2, the moment someone preaches, teaches or speaks against racism or injustice, many church congregations, Christian organizations, students & faculty members of Christian universities & seminaries are now primed to see devils behind every bush and holler “CRT!!”
I beg you to hear me here: godly people are losing their jobs and WILL lose their jobs by the hundreds over this witchhunt for simply teaching Biblical righteousness. They are no more proponents of CRT than they are horned toads. I am not a proponent of CRT but I will not for
one second relent on stating as obvious fact that systemic injustice thrives in America. You have to have a blindfold on not to see it. Believing there is such a thing as systemic injustice does not equal CRT. Brothers & sisters, we are spreading lies and it is harmful & sinful.
And there is no lie as binding as the one we’re willing to tell ourselves in order to protect our positions & power structures. When the church is driven by fear & lies rather than by love & truth, it may be some kind of church but it is not Christ’s. I write in lay-person terms.
I’m not an academic. I’m a Bible studying Jesus freak who loves the church. I’ll inevitably have said some of this poorly. I require a lot of grace and I ask you to look to the heart of it and test the spirit. I have written these things in love and deep concern.
Incompatible! (1st tweet of the thread) Not incomparable. Good grief. Sorry, y’all. I didn’t catch that auto correct.
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Going over my memory work in Galatians on my walk. It’s Paul in a whole mood from first word to last. Parts of it choke me up every time I get to them. Like when he says, “For I would have you know, brothers, that the gospel that was preached by me is not man’s gospel
for I did not receive it from any man nor was I taught it but I received it through a revelation of Jesus Christ…” This leads to a brief but powerful testimony of his conversion. But the part of the segment that so moves me is that this gospel we have believed is not man’s
gospel. No man could have orchestrated such a plan. Such unfathomable grace & sacrifice. No flesh & blood could have the patience to unfold the story of redemption throughout centuries & periods of silence. God awaited “the fullness of time” to send his Son, fully God, fully man,
Now listen, y’all. I’m really one to talk since I’ve made more mistakes on Twitter than anyone I know. But I’ve learned something & countless times observed something I’d like to share in regard to communicating on this platform. Take as food for thought or with a gain of salt.
I’ve noticed the more repetitive I get about one thing—even ministry & those things that are the most crucial to me—the less people hear because somehow I’ve accidentally become a message or a cause more than a person. I’m embarrassed to say that I’m, at times, like this with
those I follow. Even if I agree, I’ll just wish occasionally I knew more about the heart, the life, behind the words on the screen. I don’t doubt that’s immaturity but maybe that’s my point. Maybe most people are a bit immature in attentiveness. One of my biggest takeaways when I
I’ll tell y’all why I have listened with such heightened interest to the @CTmagazine podcast on Mars Hill. It hasn’t been some sick need to hear about a church unraveling. It is because I’ve spent the last couple of years reading books about the history of American Christianity.
And because I’ve been involved up to my neck & maybe way over my head in it, I’ve been studying American evangelicalism in particular. I’m convinced that, though the threads are multicolored & distinctive, they braid together & have tangled into this current knot. Understand as I
say this that I could not possibly have been more involved: I am completely convinced that what we have on our hands is the result of a failure of discipleship. I don’t mean all our curricula has been wasted. We’re called to teach. It is imperative that believers study Scripture
Mornin! This is in reference to a thread I posted last night about lifelong friends. Keith can tell a story like nobody else. You’ll never hear it because he only does it in very small company. He had us in his palm last night about a time he was saltwater wade fishing & caught a
(I had you there, didn’t I?) big speckled trout on a lure & it ran straight toward him & hooked on his calf. Y’all, let me say that again. A wildly wiggling fish hooked to the meat of his leg. He had to make his way to his boat, get out his pliers(!!) & try to break off the barb.
We were all hollering at the table for him to stop telling us. Of course, he didn’t. We didn’t want him to anyway. We just wanted to yell about it. Then he said, “The pliers were so bad, I could’ve done it better with my teeth.” He went to great lengths to describe what he had
Had 2 couples over tonight that we’ve been friends with since we were all in a young marrieds Sunday school class together, y’all, 43 solid years ago. We laugh till we cry. Like no time has passed. Like 10 lifetimes have passed. You name it, we’ve been thru it. God’s so merciful.
Christians earn a lot of bad press. We blow it often & so publicly. But I’m telling you right now our friends who love Jesus & have devoted their lives to him thru thick & thin & taken their griefs & burdens to him & keep placing their trust in him are the funnest people we know.
Tell y’all a little story. We were having babies 1 right after another. I started it then we had 6 in a row, boom boom boom, Then 1 of our little guys started getting weak & feverish. Our worst nightmare. Leukemia. We 3 couples & others in our class were so devastated. It was our
There is nothing I have to say to you this morning that would do you any more good than this. I love the Lord. I love thinking that sometimes just maybe he looks at us and gets tickled and leans over & whispers into somebody’s spirit, “You really should take a picture of this.”
One time in my 30s, I was speaking at a conference in a hotel. I brought a new dress &, when I put it on, realized it was going to show sweat. I cut a pad in half (don’t ask what kind) & adhered it under each arm. It was brilliant. Then one emerged from the V neck while I taught.
Never in my entire speaking life been more mortified. I saw it in my peripheral vision & said right in the middle of my teaching, “every head bowed, every eyes closed” & led them in a time of invitation & intercession while I removed it. The other 1 was hanging out of my sleeve.