Mark Driscoll should take some of his royalties and hire a full-time prophet. Not a friend but an opponent. Not a pushover but a person of incisive intellect. Maybe not even a man but a woman. Someone like Deborah, who exercised enormous power among Israel's early judges. Like Huldah, whose prophecies led to intense reform.
I'm also saddened when I see anyone -- especially someone who calls themselves a Christian -- rejoicing in his humiliation or suffering. Yes, we can find hope and encouragement in Driscoll being held accountable, but to revel in his public shaming is not Christ-like.
This is the biggest official consequence to come to Mark Driscoll for his years of ministry abuse.
Too often, we fall back on the far easier habit of defining ourselves by what we're not, which is why Mark Driscoll is so incredibly valuable. Every time he grabs another headline for his mind-blowing antics, we're quick to say, "See that guy? I'm not like him."
Perhaps now more than ever, as much has been disclosed about the internal goings-on at Mars Hill, leading to this obviously difficult "season" for everyone involved, we are at an impasse in how we ought to speak about all of this.
I believe in Pastor Mark's God. And I wish only well-being for him and his. But despite the potential problems with saying it aloud, I have to tell you, I am one moderate evangelical who is growing increasingly tired of the silence.
I don't know enough about what happened to even begin to guess what Driscoll did or didn't do or mean to do. If you don't already know it, there are bigger problems with Driscoll.
While the content is fairly predictable, a couple things stand out that scream "new religious right."
Stealing intellectual property is no small transgression, but neither is aggressively attempting to humiliate another person in the public eye in a desperate attempt to grab ratings to be the first to break a juicy new story. Mark Driscoll deserves better.
Women and men are made good by a wise and infinite community that John and Paul call Love and then, tragically, by sin and submission to dark powers, we are found lost, drifting from our Maker, hopeless and dying, yet never ceasing to bear God's image.
For a while I've been suggesting that what's usually called the neo-reformed or neo-calvinist movement is producing a new religious right in America. That is, a Christian movement framed primarily according to conservative political stances.
Jesus would send out an emergency text to his homegirls to come rescue him. He'd stall in the meantime: "Mark, I'm really flattered that you've devoted your entire ministry to me. That means a lot. Tell me more about what attracted you to Christianity." Mark would lean over and whisper two words in Jesus' ear: "Real. Men."
Driscoll and MacArthur become magnets for holier-than-thou snarkiness, especially when they launch disruptive publicity ploys. The anti-Driscollites mutate into mirror images of their nemesis, raising their blog hits, but accomplishing little else.
The catalyzing force behind what appears to be the rise of a new religious right from among the neo-reformed ranks is, of course, marriage equality legislation.
Now, I love Superman but I will not be preaching about how Superman is like Jesus. There won't even be a children's sermon. Why? Violence. That's why.
Presidents and prime ministers and governors can ignore the potential devastation of climate change because some in the Christian church have forgotten their heritage and role.