Greetings, Gringos! The weather is mild and pleasant and I wish you were here.
Jack Schaap, the former pastor of America's eleventh largest church, appeared in court today in a prison jumpsuit, had his rights explained, and was taken back to his cell. He will be sentenced on January 15, 2013, for having sex with a minor. A Christian guard has told friends that Schaap is lonely, walks by himself a lot, and has been seen crying. When Satan promises us the joy of sin, he doesn't tell us about the consequences. Like many others, Schaap apparently thought that God would sit quietly by and do nothing. He is likely to receive ten years in a plea bargain agreement. Why did God do this? Jack Schaap is a born-again Christian, and he won't be having any more sex with minors.
For centuries, the United States has believed that church problems are best solved quietly, and usually, that is a good idea. But over time, some people have learned that churches are a safe place to commit sex crimes. If caught, they deny everything and go somewhere else, where they repeat their crimes. It's taken time, but many churches have learned that sex crimes need to be reported to the police IMMEDIATELY. Starting in the 1960's, Dave Hyles became the most successful church sex criminal in US history, and he has never served a day in jail. With the statute of limitations safely passed, he is currently staging (another) phony restoration as he tries to return to a paying ministry. I have sent Dave a letter, warning him that too many people are closing in on him, and that he is provoking God with his activities. If someone back in the 1970's had gone to the state police about him, all kinds of grief would have been prevented.
And I want to remind people that in the Penn State scandal, one mother went to her local police, and she's the one who brought the whole thing to a stop.
And now, back to Mexico. Two Sundays ago, a drunk loaded five kids onto our church caravan, but he was sober this week, so they didn't come. But we still had 24 kids. On Monday, I took some of the La Ola kids to the park, and they wore me out, but they had a good time. We've actually got a seminary down here: a real one. Some of the missionaries have signed up to work on their Masters degree, and are learning that post-graduate work is a lot tougher than regular college. Me? I got my Masters degree three decades ago. It did me a lot of good while I was driving a fork truck at the paper mill.
See you next week,
Vicente
Jack Schaap, the former pastor of America's eleventh largest church, appeared in court today in a prison jumpsuit, had his rights explained, and was taken back to his cell. He will be sentenced on January 15, 2013, for having sex with a minor. A Christian guard has told friends that Schaap is lonely, walks by himself a lot, and has been seen crying. When Satan promises us the joy of sin, he doesn't tell us about the consequences. Like many others, Schaap apparently thought that God would sit quietly by and do nothing. He is likely to receive ten years in a plea bargain agreement. Why did God do this? Jack Schaap is a born-again Christian, and he won't be having any more sex with minors.
For centuries, the United States has believed that church problems are best solved quietly, and usually, that is a good idea. But over time, some people have learned that churches are a safe place to commit sex crimes. If caught, they deny everything and go somewhere else, where they repeat their crimes. It's taken time, but many churches have learned that sex crimes need to be reported to the police IMMEDIATELY. Starting in the 1960's, Dave Hyles became the most successful church sex criminal in US history, and he has never served a day in jail. With the statute of limitations safely passed, he is currently staging (another) phony restoration as he tries to return to a paying ministry. I have sent Dave a letter, warning him that too many people are closing in on him, and that he is provoking God with his activities. If someone back in the 1970's had gone to the state police about him, all kinds of grief would have been prevented.
And I want to remind people that in the Penn State scandal, one mother went to her local police, and she's the one who brought the whole thing to a stop.
And now, back to Mexico. Two Sundays ago, a drunk loaded five kids onto our church caravan, but he was sober this week, so they didn't come. But we still had 24 kids. On Monday, I took some of the La Ola kids to the park, and they wore me out, but they had a good time. We've actually got a seminary down here: a real one. Some of the missionaries have signed up to work on their Masters degree, and are learning that post-graduate work is a lot tougher than regular college. Me? I got my Masters degree three decades ago. It did me a lot of good while I was driving a fork truck at the paper mill.
See you next week,
Vicente