I have been inspired by these stories moving among us.
Monuments. There is a movement afoot to have our current President’s image added to Mount Rushmore, a monument carved into rock to honor some of our greatest early Presidents. Long a destination for tourists to gaze upon its glory and feat of sculpture, it is also a relative fragile façade which might be damaged or destroyed as a result of further blasting and carving of a new added image. I just don’t think that this is a good idea. First, the idea of the other images crumbling horrifies me. Even if the rock were to hold, I wouldn’t blame Washington, Jefferson, Roosevelt and Lincoln if they nonetheless collapsed in embarrassment. Secondly, I’m not sure any sculptor could situate #47’s image in such a way that the sunset would cast the requisite orange glow upon his image. Finally, I’m all for finding a new stone edifice for his face. Perhaps not carved, but merely laid upon the mountainside as a banner. Let us pray for an active volcano with room for display. Amen?
Marriages. Brothers and Sisters, let us rejoice and be exceedingly glad, for Brother Jeff Bezos has taken unto himself a new wife who clearly never read Proverbs 31. His bride dressed in white like a prosperity gospel angel, he sealed his covenant of love amidst a sea of celebrities and champagne, proving once again that with enough mammon, even your honeymoon can outshine the rapture. While his bride left me with so many questions as to her moral turpitude, this union was replete with helicopters, designer vows, and a level of humility only achievable by billionaires who still insist on saying “we’re just normal people.” Praying that Brother Jeff was not wearing any Musk cologne and praising God that his bride had sufficient flotation devices in the event of falling overboard his yacht.
Ministers. Let us fall into glossolalia, Brothers and Sisters! God’s foremost Pentecostal preacher, Brother Jimmy Swaggart, has been called home to his heavenly reward. Such a ministry he had here on this earth. His belief in the moving of the Holy Spirit transcended religious walls and he infiltrated his personal spirit with prostitutes and women of ill repute. He tearfully confessed to these sins on national television. Brothers and Sisters, no man is perfect, and all have sinned. However, my Christian empathy wanes when the sinner is so quick to find fault in others while preaching from the pulpit. Brother Jimmy singlehandedly gave the term televangelist a reputation to be ridiculed. Let us remember this man’s example as we move forward in life. And let us pray that there will a new printing of his book, “Ministers Do More Than Lay People.”
