Good odds, that.
It's not like you're going to see Jeanne Assam's story in the MSM.[Update: they're finally catching up on this story.]
Many, many moons ago, the JR and I lived in the inner city of J'ville, and were quite active in an inner city non-denominational "fellowship." Almost a commune, really. I worked part time in the old Mormon-now-converted building we called our home church for the better part of four years.
In that place, at that time, there was a great exodus of mental patients that got kicked to the curb from their group homes and institutions. Probably half of them became what we lovingly and pitiably called the "pillars of our church."
A goofier band of congregants, you can't imagine. The rest of us were outlanders from the suburbs with a desire to make a difference in our city.
But if it wasn't the 250-lb. woman in shorts and halter top, cigarette hanging from her lower lip, who had assumed herself up the back stairs only to appear behind the pulpit area shouting, "Where's Johnny-boy?" it was the Tourette's sufferers and air-talkers out in the congregation.
And, it was the inner city, in the 80's. Not a friendly or safe place to live. So yeah, we had a self-appointed bouncer named Gary. A brick wall of a man, like the guy in The Green Mile. He came into church one day during service, bawling like a baby because he had to deck some guy out on the sidewalk. Knocked him cold when the idiot wouldn't back down from trying to rant and rave his way into the little church.
It's likely Gary only spared us some new eyebrow-raising concern or perhaps a bit of a scuffle inside the building. But I think about Gary today, and others like him, who feel the sense of ownership--be it of their home, church, or place of business. Those who feel the responsibility of their relationships and acquaintances and who act with selfless courage and tempered humility.
And now I read where Me-too!-Mike-Huckabee wants to, "take back this country for Christ!"?
I'm not so sure Huckabee has the onions that Jeanne Assam had on Sunday. This, from a slight woman who had been fasting and praying about her future for three days:
Toward the end of the interview, she was asked, 'What was in your mind when he went down?' and she responded:
'How awesome and powerful God is.'
[Stupid need for clarity: this is about self-defense, not about militant religious zeal.]
Please pray for her, the victims, their families during these next few weeks.And keep your gun, and your God, within reach.