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I met Ted Turner in 1977 on “mattress night” at an Atlanta Braves baseball game. Fraternities got discount tickets to fill some of the thousands of empty seats. Frat boys competed by piling the most brothers on a mattress. Sigma Chi of Emory didn’t “go to the mattresses” but 20 of us went to the game. 

Phil Niekro (whose solo talent demonstrated there is no “I” in baseball) wasn’t pitching. We wandered the stadium during a boring—losing game. As our group passed in front of Ted Turner, he yelled down to us, “Hey boys, hey boys, come up here.” I recognized him, not as the new owner of the Braves, but as that month’s Courageous victor of the America’s Cup. We obeyed his invitation—command. 

“Hey boys, give me some ideas. What do we need to do to get more guys like you coming to our games?” Nobody shared a suggestion so I just said, “Maybe start winning?” I still don’t know if the mouth around his cigar made a smile or a sneer. I figured he heeded my advice when the Braves dominated in the 1990s.

He never thanked me for my idea, because he had a better one — showing all the Braves games on his new cable Superstation TBS. A national audience made the Braves “America’s Team.” Winning didn’t matter; getting more people to watch did. He didn’t get as rich off more spectators in the stands as he did off potatoes on couches. 

I assume a memory of me wasn’t his last thought but my memory of him was my first thought when I heard such a force of life had died. How does memory help you grieve people you’ve known for seconds or a lifetime? What do you do in remembrance of those you’ve loved and lost? 

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A news story entitled “Holy Heist” from 4-16-26 inspired me to wake up with this parable….

Eli Naranja found such success playing a preacher on TV that a church hired him as their minister. Divisions erupted over Eli. Many pointed to past unethical practices and allegations of abuse; he fails at pastoral care. Others said his wealthy friends were growing the church; he gives such rousing sermons.

Soon those with open eyes narrowly voted to call another pastor. Eli enraged a little group of his supporters with lies that the vote was rigged; they almost destroyed the church. “We need him back, because he is from God,” they said. “Look, his name ‘Eli’ means ‘my God’ in the Bible.” They didn’t speak Spanish.

When Eli returned with his friends, they took over the church boards. Eli declared God had empowered him like King David to make all church decisions. His son-in-law got rich as a missionary to Arabia. His sons were excessively overpaid church consultants on “how to grow your church’s wealth by destroying other denominations”. His friends made massive mammon renovating church buildings and arches.

Mr. Naranja preached a sermon entitled “Friends and Family Discount” on Matthew 17:25-26. Jesus asked Peter, “From whom do the kings of the earth collect duty and taxes — from their own children or from others?” Peter answered, “From others.” Jesus said, “Then the children are exempt.” Eli declared that his friends and family are exempt from giving money to the church because Jesus commanded it. He finished with Mark 12:41 — it’s the poor widows who are to put all they have in the offering box because Jesus commended that.

Eli’s ego and corruption knew no bounds. Some paid Eli to avoid excommunication. Eli said the “sons of Ham” were not real members, and those who came to church recently didn’t get a vote. Thus his friends had enough votes in the congregation to give the church’s entire endowment fund to Eli. The note of praise read: “You’ve sacrificed so much to save this church; you’ve nobly earned this piece of our prize.” Before running off with his gang, Eli used lots of church credit cards to saddle the remaining members with enormous debts they couldn’t afford to pay.

How would you feel as a member of this church? How could you organize an appropriate response? What might you add to this story that is true for you?

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Jules or Jesus?  04-20-2026

Number 3 of God’s top ten is “do not use God’s name in vain”. That doesn’t mean cussing when you’re 5. “In vain” is using God’s seal of approval to justify what God is against. Pope Leo 14th summed it up: “Woe to those who manipulate religion in the very name of God for their own military, economic, and political gain, dragging that which is sacred into darkness and filth”. On the other hand, Franklin Graham grows darker with practice.

The secretary of war (a new title that has no defense) commanded worship to pray to God words he said were from God’s prophet Ezekiel. If he’d spend more time reading the Bible instead of abusing it, he’d know one line out of context was from Ezekiel 25:17. However 95% of his “prayer to God” was written by Quentin J. Tarantino for his 1994 film “Pulp Fiction.” The lines are spoken by Samuel L Jackson playing the criminal hit-man Jules whenever he murders someone in total submission to the whims of his boss (“before I pop their ass” as Jules so compassionately put it). QJT is idolized for his writing, and SLJ delivers lines as the coolest dude alive, but neither pretend to speak for God.

Whom do you follow and quote — Jesus or Jules? Jesus who full-fills the vision of trust, peace, equality, restorative justice, and love of the prophets? Jules who profits off of lying, murder, and stealing?

Number 8 of Jesus’ top 9 is: “Blessed are the Peace-makers, for they shall be called children of God.” War never leads to peace (Shalom); it always leads to a time-out until the next violent war; a pause is not peace. Peacemakers come together to live out the vision of God spoken through prophets and Jesus. 

Prophets Isaiah 2:4 and Micah 4:3 both poetically write: “God shall judge between the nations and shall arbitrate for many peoples; they shall beat their swords into plowshares and their spears into pruning hooks; nation shall not lift up sword against nation; neither shall they learn war any more.” Micah then adds “but they shall all sit under their own vines and under their own fig trees, and no one shall make them afraid, for the mouth of the LORD of hosts has spoken.”

Number 1 for John Lennon is the song “Imagine.” Imagine turning weapons of war into gardening tools. Imagine every person having enough and no one making us afraid. Imagine if we followed Jesus instead of Jules. Imagine spending our money, energy, and wisdom on building up instead of bombing down. What do you imagine?

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A man found a piece of black gold in his yard. He showed it to others who had never seen anything like it. They wanted what he’d found. Fearing they might take it by force, he sold it to them, using the money to dig for more. The more he found, the more people’s addictive appetites wanted more. Stories spread of a “B. G. Disease” but the town crier said it was just a sick joke.

The man and the system prospered. Some in the village were envious that one man had all that treasure in his yard — why him? They sought to get even by taking what they deserved, but they heeded the wisdom of a voice that said, “don’t steal what you covet.”

One night, the notorious teenage “Out of Control Gang” broke into the man’s house. His fear of being robbed was happening. The man locked himself in his vault with his treasure. The gang couldn’t gain access to their desires. In a rage, they killed his family. He stayed. Frustrated, they ridiculed his belief in “finders keepers”. He stayed.  The “Out of Control Gang” controlled his necessities for life. The man controlled the black gold.

The man was willing to die for his belief and the OCG was willing to kill for entitled pride. Neither got to enjoy the black gold. The OCG gang who had never learned one lesson from consequences, learned to live without black gold. The villagers sought new objects of desire.

As the system began to repeat itself the question arose, “Might there be a better way?”

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In all 4 different “gospels according to” the women were the only disciples who witness to the crucifixion of Jesus of Nazareth — the legal, public execution of a threat to the totalitarian regime of Rome. Women who couldn’t be trusted to testify in court in those days, testified to the truth — the cruel terror of armed enforcers methodically torturing to death a former immigrant whose only threats were words, nonviolent resistance, healing, inclusive love, and a vision for an abundant life for everyone’s good. Jesus’ last words for his killer were: “I’m not mad at you, dude.” (My translation of Luke 23:24 “Father forgive them; they don’t know what they do.”)

In all 4 different “gospels according to” the women were the first witnesses to the resurrection of the Cosmic Christ. They testified that the light shines in darkness, the abundant love and distributive justice of God is greater than pyramids of selfish cruelty, compassion and mercy for the least of these trump domination and violence by the rich and powerful. Without women’s witness of preaching, we’d be left with the lying witness of those grasping power (“they stole his body”, “the guards fell asleep”, “it was a radical conspiracy by outside agitators”).

At the start of the second volume of Luke, Christ broadens the role of witness beyond the women to ya’ll — “ya’ll shall be my witnesses to the ends of the earth.” (Acts 1:8). (Although we now know the world is not flat, and men sought to silence the women, the meaning remains). We can’t control whether we are a witness; we can choose what kind of witness and whose witness we will be.

Where do you see compassionate, loving people taking a risk to be a witness? How does the mere presence of a camera and the truth of the images it can distribute pose such a threat that lethal force is justified with impunity. Did Iran block the Internet because they got tired of saying “what you witnessed isn’t what happened”? In 2020 when Ruth Ben-Ghiat wrote that throughout history “strong men” “silence and slander witnesses to the truth”, did you think she meant in our neighborhood?

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Spiritual Convergence 

I was taught that the deep wisdom of all great spiritualities converge. Before you push back, I invite you to let it sit for a while. Does the teaching mean all spiritualities are exactly the same? Why use the word “wisdom”? What changes if we substitute “religions” for spiritualities? Apparently I’m trying questions before reflections today.

Brian McLaren’s podcast from May 15th’s “Leaning How to See: Seeing the Humanity in Everyone (no exceptions)” points out:

Jesus teaches: “So in everything, do to others what you would have them do to you. For this is the Torah and the Prophets.”

Jewish law in Leviticus reads: “You shall not take vengeance or bear a grudge against any of your people, but you shall love your neighbor as yourself.”

In the Hadith sayings of Islam, the prophet Muhammad speaks: “as you would have people do to you, do to them. And what you dislike to be done to you, don’t do to them. None of you truly believes until he wishes for his brother what he wishes for himself.”

From Buddhism: “Hurt not others in ways that you yourself would find hurtful.”

From Hinduism: “Do nothing to others which, if it were done to you, would cause you pain.”

From Taoism: “Regard your neighbor’s gain as your own gain, and your neighbor’s loss as your own loss.”

From Sikhism: “Love for people what you love for yourself, and you will be a believer.”

From the Baha’i Faith: “And if thine eyes be turned toward justice, choose thou for thy neighbor that which thou choosest for thyself.”

How might this deep wisdom affect a system that marginalizes, misunderstands, uses, and overlooks people? How might our eyes be opened to see the humanity in everyone? Why is this teaching often called “The Golden Rule”?

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On a church sign in Scotland, below the minister’s name, I read Church Beagle: {name}. Church Beagle? Did the church have a mascot? Had they gone to the dogs? Was the alpha-dog bully publicly named on the sign? (In our system it might read TLG – That Little Group). It was a misread, not a misprint. The sign actually and accurately read: Church Beadle. 

For Charles Dickens’ novel “Oliver Twist”, Mr. Bumble was a Beadle who ran the orphanage workhouse outside London — “tears were not the things to find their way to Mr. Bumble’s soul; his heart was waterproof.” Wow. I cry with tears, bad beadle, bad beadle, sit, stay.

During the Scottish Reformation of the 16th century, the Beadle was “the minister’s man.” He would open the church, take care of the grounds, ring the bell, etc. As Sunday worship began, the Beadle would process in with the Bible and the Psalter, escort the preacher up to the pulpit, lock the door of the pulpit steps, and sit by the door with a mace. His actions said the preacher was called to interpret the Bible whether you liked it or not. He made sure the word was proclaimed, unhindered. (He might also waken those who had fallen asleep during a long sermon.)

I wonder if the Beadle is shown below John Knox preaching at St. Giles Cathedral. Maybe he was protecting Knox’s freedom of preach as he questioned the autocratic actions of Mary Queen of Scots who ruled from Edinburgh Castle halfway up the royal mile.

In line with the Beadle, as a Presbyterian Preacher, I can’t be silenced by “That Little Group” for what I say in a sermon. It takes a vote of the congregation AND a vote of elders and pastors from a majority of congregations in the presbytery. With wisdom from a wider witness, they might act to get me the help I need, correct my errors, or protect me as I faithfully speak truth to power — especially when it’s unpopular and thus Biblically prophetic. 

Who has been a Beadle in your life? Where might you see a need for Beadles today? What protections do you have to speak your truth to those who greedily abuse power?

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What If? 09-15-2025

During 40 years of pastoral counseling and hospice chaplaincy I’ve walked with many youth and adults who were asking, “What if?” Most questions of “What if” involve life & death — what if the.…  gun, car, disease, decision, protection, other person….  Eventually an answer to the question lies in discovering there is none. After all, “control is an illusion fueled by emotion.”

Last night I returned from my 1st & 50th high school reunion in Louisville. In 7th grade I entered the competitive college-prep arena. Our all-boys school merged with an all-girls school my sophomore year which proved to be excellent timing. We mourned 4 of the 66 in my class who had died. 

I was filled with all the curiosity, emotions, baggage, and appreciation I anticipated. I was surprised that my sense of being overlooked in high school was dispelled by warm welcomes, fond memories, and new discoveries. I was grateful my quest of “do no harm” led to not needing to dodge anyone.

I found myself asking, “What if?” What if I’d dated or kept dating someone? What if I’d come home to my father’s business? What if I didn’t focus on my present and kept in touch with my past? What if I lived the life others lived? 

Driving home we listened to Sirius 7 — Casey Kasem’s “American Top 40” from 9/72 (the month the ladies arrived). I honored my wife with Garth Brook’s 1990 song, “Unanswered Prayers.” It occurred to me that “What Is!” is more important than “What if?” I can fantasize, bemoan, envy, all the ifs. I can live into, relish, be grateful for, and respond to my one life that is. Relishing the full abundant loving life that is mine to live unlocks my gratitude and service.

When have you asked “What if?” What were the circumstances? When have you been present to and aware of “What is!”? How has appreciating “what is” affected your outlook on life?