I have very clear memories of sitting on the living room floor as a child and playing with my various homemaker-training toys while my very devout mother consumed her daily diet of the 700 Club. I never thought much of it. I enjoyed it, actually. Compelling stories about our great, great God. Cool co-hosts. Remember Ben Kinchlow? Probably my first crush on a black guy. I mean, he’s no Carl Weathers, but to a 6 or 7-year-old he had a certain element of class that appealed to me.
Apollo Creed running on the beach. I’m distracted now.
Back on topic …
Pat Robertson hasn’t always been wheels-off crazy. I’m certain of this. Controversial, sure, but anyone who takes hardline positions is considered to be. A few years ago his commentary became troubling as he prophesied over various tragedies — from Hurricanes hitting Orlando as a consequence of Disney’s “gay day,” to earthquakes killing thousands in Haiti because of the Haitian “pact with the Devil.” These comments aren’t necessarily inconsistent with the teachings in the Bible, but his delivery always seemed insensitive and ill-timed. That was the problem. (Remember all that love stuff Jesus talked about? Yeah, Jesus meant that.)
But, some people simply lack discretion. I get it. And as someone who has needed plenty of grace in this area, I’m more than capable of giving it … and I do.
Unfortunately, Robertson has now moved from the reckless to the blasphemous.
The Bible is clear in James 1:27 that God considers “pure and faultless” religion to be two things, (just two):
- Look after orphans and widows in their distress
- Keep oneself from becoming polluted by the world.
Two things. Simple. (Well, not simple to do, but simple to understand.)
Segue to recent adoption-related comments made by Robertson in which he said, “You don’t have to take on somebody else’s problems. You really don’t. You can help people – we minister to orphans all over the world …. but ….”
But? But what?
Never mind. Just watch. There’s no excuse for it, and this man just needs to retire: