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Open Letter to Ergun Caner

I don't know that you will read this because my blog is not well known and in the larger scheme of things I am of little consequence. I know you are a busy man and honestly, given the last few weeks I imagine you might be tired of people's opinions. Knowing this, however, I hope that you will take a moment to read it or that someone who knows you will kindly bring it to your attention.

I want to thank you for your post dated 2/25/2010. I know that it is not easy to be criticized, confronted and talked about. I talked about you here on my blog and if you care to read what I said you will note that I was praying for you. That was sincere. I also know that it may seem to you that those of us who are reformed in our theology just want to make your life miserable because you are not reformed. That may be true for some, but I assure you that is not the case for me nor is it the case for those with whom I associate. Speaking for myself, my intentions are honorable toward you as your sister in Christ.

I have heard your sermons and your passion is evident. I also listened to your recent interview on SBC Today and was moved as I heard you confess your sin there and chuckled a bit when I heard you say, "I have a problem with the clutch between my brain and my mouth." Boy, do I know that problem on a personal level. More importantly I want to share that I have worked in Student Development at a Christian university and I want to encourage you with this: Sincerely confessing your sin and humbling yourself in front of your students will teach them more about living their faith than any sermon you will ever deliver.

Once again, I thank you for addressing the issues you have. You shall remain in my prayers,

rosemarie


Romans 5:1-5
1 Therefore having been justified by faith, we have peace with God through our Lord Jesus Christ,
2 through whom also we have obtained our introduction by faith into this grace in which we stand; and we exult in hope of the glory of God.
3 And not only this, but we also exult in our tribulations, knowing that tribulation brings about perseverance;
4 and perseverance, proven character; and proven character, hope;
5 and hope does not disappoint, because the love of God has been poured out within our hearts through the Holy Spirit who was given to us.
(NAS)
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