Stained Hearts; Glass Windows

Robert Morris, Tony Evans, Judge Pressler, and cleansing by Christ.

Judge Paul Pressler died last week.

Nobody noticed.

I did. But that’s because I considered Paul my friend up until the point I confronted Paul over allegations against him for sexual predatory abuse.

Our friendship ended. No more Christmas cards. No more letters.

It ended not because I hated Paul. No, it ended because I believed Paul needed to come clean, and I told him so.

He didn’t. Then, he died.

Nobody noticed because Paul Pressler has been scrubbed from our collective SBC memory. I’ve become a believer in Immanuel Velikosky’s Collective Amnesia theory.

Pressler, the so-called Southern Baptist Convention’s Conservative Resurgence co-architect, died in obscurity. All that’s left of his legacy is an obit.

The stained glass windows at Southwestern Baptist Theological Seminary, established to honor Judge Pressler (and others, were removed before he died.

You don’t put up stained glass for men who live in glass houses.

Robert Morris and the Abuse of a 12-Year-Old