Pastor Sean Harris preaches to his congregation, “The second you see your son dropping that limp wrist, you walk over there and crack that wrist. Man up. Give him a good punch… and when your daughter starts acting too butch, you rein her in.” This is a man who claims to preach the word of God.
This is sad. This is pitiful, and sad, and harmful. The worst part for me, however, is not the Pastor. It’s the audience, laughing and giggling at his jokes. Agreeing with him. That means not only was there so twisted and horrible a man with so many deluded views, but he had a room full of people agreeing with him. supporting him and his ideals, and willing to act on them.
Let me go cry in peace. (or pieces.)