Sins of the SBC

Receiving local church money for the Cooperative Program when those same churches don't provide their pastors and families adequate health care insurance.

Transporting state convention executive directors to exotic locations annually for a meetings with national SBC leaders when we have adequate space in Nashville, Atlanta and Richmond in buildings or churches we already own.

Maintaining three different levels of denominational bureauracy when less would do.

Keeping a man as President of the IMB who admits he speaks in tongues when we will not commission missionary candidates who are just like him.

Refusing to compile a national database of convicted sexual predators within the ministerial ranks of the SBC.

Getting up every year in our annual conventions and saying that we have over 16 million members when every one of us knows the numbers are simply not true.

Stalling on making the SBC Annual Meeting a Convention Wide process via the Internet and Electronic Voting.

Paying less mileage reimbursment to laity and pastors who serve the conventions than staff members.

You probably know of others as well.

Jimmy and Willie: Two Unlikely Saviors

I voted once for Jimmy Carter.

I told myself:
He's a Southern Baptist.
He's a Georgian.
He's a Sunday School Teacher.
He's a farmer.
He's a Quail Hunter.

How can a guy with that much going for him be so wrong?

Sadly, along with a nation, I found out.

He lost me and most of my fellow Southern Baptists somewhere between, "Turn your thermostats back to 68 degrees," and "Mormons are Christians."

I did not vote for Bill Clinton. Never ever.

I heard him use the "GD" word on live TV and that was way before Monica became a national household snicker. His Momma should have washed his mouth out in Hope with soap.

These two guys want to straighten out us Baptists?

Give me a Break. I'd rather go shoot a kudu with Paige Patterson.