And so I took a deep breath and walked right in…
Howard sat quietly in his dimly lit office, flanked by a row of angry businessmen. The smell of fresh brewed Starbucks coffee filled the air. "I hate the smell of Christians" I muttered to myself. Clearly no one was happy to see me.
As I approached the desk they began to mock me. "You don't tithe, because you suck at math" one yelled. "Quick, what's 10% of minimum wage" another shouted. I couldn't help but feel like Carman in "Witch's Invitation".
As I sat down the businessmen began to surround me, the whole time they were chanting "C-B-C – Give to me, C-B-C – Give to me". I was spooked. The chanting grew louder. "C-B-C – You owe me, C-B-C – You owe me" I didn't really understand what it all meant, but it didn't matter they were inching closer and closer.
I wasn't sure what to do next when suddenly everything went dark…I could still hear voices but wasn't able to see a thing. Something had been placed over my head. It smelled familiar, but I couldn't quite place it… wait a minute, I thought, it's a tithe bucket. They've covered my head with a tithe bucket.
I leaped to my feet only to be tackled to the ground. They began to tie my hands with a rope, I tried to struggle free but it was a three fold cord, which not even the Power Team could break. I felt like my life was coming to an end when out of nowhere I heard a voice speak.
"Untie Him"
As I looked up something shone brightly in my eyes. It was a man… wearing a purple suit.
"Howard?" I asked unknowingly, "Is it really you"?
Saying nothing he reached down, extended his hand and picked me up. I've never felt more compassion in all my life.
"My son" he said, "Today you are…
Ok, I've got nothing else. I'm only making up a story because I don't think most of you will be excited to hear how my meeting with Howard really went. I'll tell you anyway.
Howard impressed me.
It was clear from the very beginning that he had no hidden agendas. All he wanted was to know why I was so upset. He didn't want to condemn me for this blog. He didn't want to threaten or scare me. He just wanted to help.
Do you know how refreshing that is?
There's a bit of timing to it all. I've been feeling for some time now that my attacks on CBC have served their purpose and that it is time to move on. During the meeting I was able to air my frustrations with CBC. Howard and I don't see eye to eye on every issue but it doesn't matter. He's got a good heart and he truly seems to care. I don't care what church you're in, it's hard to find a person like that.
We talked about tithe, Forward Together, CCLI, and "the affair". Through it all he was reasonable and understanding. I like that in a man.
In the end, did Howard change my opinion about CBC? Am I now a CBC'er believer?
No, but I think he was able to help me move on. I'm not saying I"ll never write another post about CBC, but I am saying that it helps to know at least one pastor cares.
There's a time to judge intention and there's a time to judge action… Howard's intentions are pure. I can only hope that the rest of the elders listen to him.
Howard Rachinski, you have made a friend out of me.
-Johnpaul
PS. I like the purple suit.