As I perform a little maintenance on the site, and get ready for a new round of observances, I am reminded that just prior to this year’s hurricane season, Brother Robertson announced that the Almighty Himself had revealed that a terrible storm would lash the coase of these Great American States.
If I weren’t such an Arrogant Jerk myself, I might muster the will to apologize for mistakenly declaring an unlikely stormless season as an “impossibility”. It seems we have made it through 2006 without so much as a scrape.
Corrected, but not humbled, I must wonder how our favorite Speaker-with-God is accepting his own mispoken prediction of national tragedy. Those who were frightened by his prophesy should be ashamed. Those who buy in to the idea that God wants to cause us trouble or punish us at large for percieved sins should take a look at the historic record and realize that storms, both large and small, have been prowling the Earth since before sins were defined.
Those quick to chastise the New Orleaners for sins-a-plenty as evidenced by God’s wrath; have a nice tall glass of water to help wash down that big glob of pious arrogance still hanging in your throat, before you choke on it.
Unfortunately, Pat’s reputation will not tarnish in the eyes of his sheep, despite the fallacy.
