Brian Brodersen finds himself in a bit of a dust up over how he answered the question “can I attend my LGBT friend’s marriage?”
His answer is “maybe” and he gives a reasonable, biblical, reason for his answer.
Because he didn’t say “no” in black and white with large block letters, many are upset with him.
Throw in the fact that there are five (soft) critiques of CC eschatology and dispensationalism on the site and you have some very unhappy traditionalists.
The amusing thing from my perspective is that all these articles allow the old school CCite to believe as they always have…just with some thought and grace towards those who may disagree.
From where I sit outside the camp, it’s a very healthy and needed wind of change blowing gently through the movement.
In Chuck Smith’s Calvary Chapel only one guy was allowed to think…and everyone else was “allowed” to agree.
In Brodersen’s world it appears that others are assumed to be capable of sentience as well.
Disagreement with him seems to be fine… the thought police will not be sent to take your dove, shave half your beard, and pull your pants down as you walk out of the movement.
He’s not writing as the doctrinal end all, he’s writing as a fellow elder.
He has to be aware that many want him deposed as the figurehead of the movement, but I’m not sure he cares.
He seems to be far more invested in pastoring his church and other pastors than being the flag bearer for the dove.
This is a deeply divided group (despite what some claim) and he’s allowing everyone to find their own place in it.
He seems willing to allow the hard core traditionalists to go their own way (Philadelphia) without rancor.
There are more against him than for him, but I don’t think he’s counting votes.
To be honest, the more I watch him, the more I like him.
It takes tremendous courage to be yourself…
I’ll be out more than in for awhile…did something to my back and my front doesn’t feel much better…
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