Another Scandal in Fundamentalism…
Heard about another scandal in Christianity last night. A man whom I’ve known for a few years, have always liked, but was never particularly close to beyond a first name basis, has been revealed as having women on several continents.
A shame. And not very surprising, at all. This man was always…how would you say…popular in high school and college, possessed very good looks, was forceful, commanding, charismatic, the jock of the campus, used to getting his own way. Perhaps those are the reasons why I always liked him; didn’t have much of a choice. So it is really no surprise to me that he cheated on his wife and family, committed adultery, etc.
And it doesn’t surprise me that he’s a Fundamentalist. No scandal really surprises me anymore. In fact, it’s very sad. I’m not going to say it’s not also very confirming; there is a small part of me that screams at those people from a decade ago who accused me of hating all things Baptist, Fundamentalist, Christian, whatever, or if not outright hating then always seeing the bad.
But I only saw what was there to see. Many of my peers had blinders on, and at times I envy them for that. Perhaps it was being a pastor’s kid or having parents so heavily involved in ministry. Perhaps it was God purposefully opening my eyes and showing me things to prepare me. I don’t know. It hurts that I’ve been proven right so many times.
Fundamentalist scandals don’t surprise me anymore. I’m sure they will still continue to surprise many. But my generation is waking up and seeing things for what they are. And these issues need to be addressed.
I’ve prayed for this man and his family. I’m going to continue to pray for them. I know they’ve already been booted out of fellowship, both in their home sending church and the churches that helped support them. They are essentially now persona non grata. Their marriage may fall apart. I don’t know if he has repented or not yet. I don’t know what other factors played into it. I know he’s still a sinner, I know he’s still a saint. I hope there are people around them who can look past the sin and see the reality. Who can see a sinner on equal footing with them. I hope she is a wife who can see a broken repentant husband. I hope he is a man who can accept forgiveness. I hope mutual forgiveness and reconciliation can be reached. And I hope there is not a single person who would throw a single stone.
I just don’t know. And I don’t need to. God does, and I’ll pray.