Our governor is in the nation’s capitol today, asking lawmakers to come up with another $5 billion for the Road Home Program. The headline in Wednesday’s paper announces this is going to be a “hard sell.”

Congress doesn’t trust our leaders. No wonder, when you consider the shenanigans of many of them.

Across the top of today’s front page, we read that an ex-school board member has admitted to taking bribes from the brother of embattled Congressman William Jefferson to influence board policy. Mose Jefferson himself has been prominent in the news as the partner of his little brother William in all kinds of business deals, some of which now appear to have the potential of sending them both up the river.

Ellenese Brooks-Simms had presented herself as a foe of corruption in running for the Orleans Parish School Board in 2000. She was outspoken in her criticism of Superintendent Al Davis, particularly when it came out that Davis’ elderly father, a custodian at Carver High School, had racked up enough overtime to bring his annual income to $70,000. Brooks-Simms was relentless in her outcries against cronyism and corruption, so Davis was terminated and Anthony Amato was hired. Within a year, Brooks-Simms and some of her pals on the school board were trying to oust Amato when the citizenry decided they had had enough of such shenanigans. In the 2004 election, she was voted out along with a number of other board members, and a council of responsible, more proven leaders was chosen.

Now, this prophet of righteousness, this thorn in the side of all who would try to cheat the public, this voice for goodness, Ellenese Brooks-Simms will be going to jail. She admits that she took $100,000 from Mose Jefferson in order to support a program for the schools called “I CAN Learn.” The newspaper makes it clear the educational program as such is highly respectable and popular. The owner of the company says he hired Mose Jefferson as a consultant in order to introduce him to movers and shakers in the local educational community. “You can’t just cold-call a superintendent,” he said. The contract gave Jefferson $500,000 and stipulated that the agreement was immediately canceled by any “untoward activity.”

“Untoward”–an adverb meaning adverse or vexatious. Yes, I’d say we have had–and perhaps still have–plenty of vexatious political leaders down here. Not all, thank the Lord. But we keep getting these revelations about the wheeling and dealing that has gone on behind the curtain, and pretty soon you decide not to trust any of them.

That’s what congressional leaders in Washington are no doubt concluding.

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Two pieces of mail arrived Monday afternoon that stood out from the advertisements and circulars.

The first was an oversize envelope from Congressman Bobby Jindal who has announced his candidacy for governor of Louisiana, hoping to succeed Kathleen Blanco who wisely decided not to try for a return engagement. The outside of the envelope shouts in bold red letters: “Photograph enclosed. Do not bend.” My natural impulse was to toss it in the trash, but it’s hard to do that with a photograph. Let’s see what we’ve got here.

Inside was a nice 4 x 6″ color photo of our congressman and his lovely Supriya, smiling up at me like I’ve just pronounced them husband and wife. Accompanying the photo is a letter back to Bobby which they’ve gone to the trouble of writing for me. Aren’t they accommodating?

“Dear Bobby, Thank you for sending my personalized photograph of you and Supriya. I will display it proudly as a part of your campaign leadership team. I agree our state needs a fresh start. Enclosed is my gift of:” and then I have my choice of marking $1,000 or $500 or even several lesser amounts.

Underneath all that, I can check one of the following: “My photograph arrived in good condition” or “My photograph is damaged. Please send a replacement.” And below that is a long list of jobs which I can volunteer for.

I mean, what nice folks, making it so easy for me to give away my money and commit my time and energy. And did you notice how smoothly they transitioned from talking about the photo to volunteering me for his campaign team?

The other piece of mail was not even that up front with its identity and purpose. In fact, the only thing found on the face of the envelope other than my name and address was this: “Warning: $2,000 fine, 5 years imprisonment, or both for any person interfering or obstructing with delivery of this letter. U.S. Mail TTT.18 SEC. 1702 U.S. Code.”

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I preached last Sunday at West St. Charles Baptist Church in Boutte and tried to prepare them for the changes they could expect under a new pastor they will soon be getting. A couple of weeks earlier, I did the same for FBC Belle Chasse as they welcome a new pastor any day now.

This morning, I preached at FBC of Norco and tried to help them appreciate the changes they are already experiencing under the new pastor God sent them some 6 months ago.

I’ve chronicled here the complete revamping that occurred at this small church a few miles west of the New Orleans airport after Rudy French came as pastor. I told them, “Everywhere I go, I tell the Norco story–how you were willing to redo your building and your programs in order to host visiting church teams that would come and help you reach people for the Lord.” I explained, “Now, we have a number of churches set up for hosting teams of volunteers to go into the city and help rebuild homes, but you are the only church geared up to take those teams from door to door and tell people about the Lord Jesus Christ.”

Worship leader Ben Blackwell announced that in vacation Bible school this week, FBC Norco enrolled 89 children and perhaps 20 adult workers, and had 24 children saved. That’s an incredible ratio. Minister of Education Kenneth Tew announced that tonight he will be meeting a team of 7 volunteers at the airport, a group of Coloradans coming to minister in the area while staying in their facilities.

This church is slowly but surely making a difference in the community.

I suppose they would not be a typical Southern Baptist church if this transition had not been difficult for some of them. That’s what I tried to address this morning.

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Jason and Brina were married Saturday behind a Slidell plantation house that backs up to Bayou Liberty with all the swamps and cypress and thick undergrowth–and probably a few alligators and other critters–one would expect in South Louisiana. It was a gorgeous setting for a June wedding.

The ceremony took place in front of the swimming pool. At the rehearsal I cautioned the groomsmen and bridesmaids to be careful. “We don’t want anyone appearing on America’s Favorite Videos by falling into the pool in your wedding clothes.” A few minutes before the wedding, when I sought out the bride and her maids to make sure they’re clear on the proceedings, Brina smiled, “You don’t think Jason is going to throw me into the pool, do you?” I said, “Surely not.” Not Jason. Her sister Dina said, “If he tries, I’ll stop him.” Oh yeah.

I’ve done a few weddings in outdoor settings over the years–including one at a plantation house a few miles upriver from New Orleans that was held on February 2, 2002 at 2:02 pm–but never without remembering something I heard on the radio. A soft rock station was playing America’s favorites and the host invited listeners to phone in stories about their requests. A woman called. “We were getting married in a public park. It was a beautiful setting, and even though people were jogging and sunbathing near us, we had that little corner of the park to ourselves. Suddenly, at a quiet moment in the ceremony some kid walks through the park carrying a boom box on his shoulder. It’s blaring out the David Cassidy song, ‘I Think I Love You! (So what am I so afraid of?)'” The caller said, “Everyone broke up. It was so perfect. Ever since, that has been our song.”

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The Southern Baptist Convention voted in San Antonio today to meet in New Orleans in June of 2012. The last time they gathered here was the year 2000, and before that it was 1996. I have vivid memories of both times, since I chaired the Local Arrangements Committee, charged with hosting the event.

Jay Adkins, the young pastor of FBC Westwego went to the microphone in San Antonio and urged them to come earlier. “We need you now,” he said. A young pastor from Oxford, Mississippi, echoed his point and emphasized repeatedly, “Let’s take this city for Christ.”

Vice-President for Convention Affairs (or some such imposing title) Jack Wilkerson addressed the convention and made the following points. 1) Normally, we meet in the Super Dome, but since the Hyatt next door has not reopened, that’s out. 2) We want to meet in the Morial Convention Center and the Hilton next door is operating. 3) It takes a good 5 years to secure accommodations for this meeting in order to reserve the second week of June. (Jack said we always try to hold it prior to Father’s Day.) 4) We have financial commitments with the cities where we are now scheduled to go, and if we cancel one to move to New Orleans, we will a) lose a lot of money and b) lose faith with those cities.

So, the messengers voted to come here five years from now. I’ll be long off the scene, and a rusty age 72. I told Jack Wilkerson recently that he would, too. He said, “Maybe so.” Ha. I guarantee it. He and I will sit in the senior citizens section. If they have one.

Immediately after that vote, SBC President Frank Page told the thousands of messengers in the arena, “You don’t have to wait until 2012 to go to New Orleans. My church (FBC Taylors, SC) has been down there 9 times, working to rebuild the city and bear a witness for Christ. Hear the call of the Lord, friends. They need our help in New Orleans and all across the Gulf Coast, areas still coming back after the devastating effects of Hurricane Katrina. Hear the Lord’s call!”

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Bobby has been holding down his part of that pew for the last several years now, hearing nearly a hundred sermons and several times that many hymns and choruses, and he has come to a decision. He is tired of being lost when the minister asks everyone, “Turn in your Bibles to Luke 5,” or John 3, or Psalm 119.

Bobby patiently turns until he finds the passage in question, then follows along with the reading and sits back and listens to the minister open it up. And Bobby feels lost. Without a proper understanding of the Scripture–what it is, what it means, what God intends–he might as well be dropping in on a meeting of scientists and him the custodian. He’s in way over his head.

And that’s how Bobby came to his decision: he’s going to get serious about reading his Bible.

Two rows behind him sits Margie, and she’s made a similar decision. Margie has been a member of First Church for thirty years. She and Thomas joined back when the children were small and they were looking for a church with a good program for the little ones. The children are grown now, with families of their own, but First Church is home to Margie and Thomas and as familiar as their living room. But lately Margie has become dissatisfied with her spiritual life.

That’s why she has decided to get serious about studying her Bible. She figures rightly that it’s a shame she has been a believer all these many years and is still so ignorant about God’s Word. She has made a decision to remedy that situation.

Bobby and Margie have not actually done anything about their decisions to get to know God’s Word; they’ve just made the decision. And they’re at a vulnerable time.

This is the moment when the enemy presents his two greatest lies about God’s Word. Now, he has plenty of misrepresentations in his armory of weapons, slanders, and tricks and some are pretty dastardly, even outright evil. But the two lies he selects to use on Bobby and Margie are rather subtle.

To Bobby, the baby-believer who is ready to dip his toes into the ocean of God’s Word and get acquainted, the enemy uses this one: “It’s too deep. You will never be able to grasp it. No one does. Even the pastors and professors can’t agree on what the Bible says. It contradicts itself. This is beyond you, Bobby. Leave this to the scholars. Go back to sleep.”

He’s lying, Bobby. Seriously and big-time lying.

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Sunday night, when I arrived at West St. Charles Baptist Church in the west bank community of Boutte, a huge bus was pulling into the parking lot. Some 30 or so teens and maybe 6 or 8 adults all wearing green t-shirts got off and headed into the church. This lively bunch of vivacious folks were from Second Baptist Church, Odessa, Texas, here to assist the church in its Vacation Bible School this week.

“Where are y’all staying?” I asked, thinking they could be boarding in the Volunteer Village downtown or in one of several churches set up to host volunteer teams. “The Ramada Inn in Luling,” they said.

Since it was their first time in New Orleans since the events of August/September 2005, I adapted my sermon to give them information on the city, its ordeal, and some of the blessings of the Lord we’ve enjoyed in these many intervening months.

Monday morning, David Rhymes stepped into my office to see if I could come have prayer with representatives of several church groups he was briefing about the work they would be doing this week. A dozen people, mostly teens, were in our conference room. “Where are you from?” Benton, Louisiana. Jasper, Alabama. (Since that is right up the road from my home in north Alabama, we had lots to talk about.)

I gave the visitors a brief rundown on our situation and we prayed for them, thanking God for the encouragement of their presence. I asked David how many volunteers are in town right now just from our Baptist churches. “Anywhere from 500 to 1,000,” he said, “and it’s that way every week right on through the summer.”

We feel so blessed.

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Everyone down here is depressed over having a congressman under indictment for fraud and racketeering. We’re still trying to keep Washington’s focus on helping us rebuild this city, and now our chief advocate representing Orleans and parts of Jefferson Parish will be using all his resources to stay out of jail.

William Jefferson has been charged by the FBI with a long list of corrupt activities, all of which he is denying. Half our people are calling for him to resign from Congress and the other half are trying to put the best face on this, saying things like: “You’re innocent until proven guilty.” Which is not true, of course.

In a court of law and only there, you are considered innocent until you are proven guilty. But it’s inane to say a person is innocent until he’s proven guilty.

Up in Mississippi, they’ve arrested some old KKK member for a 1964 murder of a couple of Black teenagers and he will be going to trial soon. Now, it’s been 43 years and he hasn’t been proven guilty. Is there anyone around who would say the guy is innocent because of that? No, the point is that the courts must treat him as innocent and the burden of proof is on the state. But whether they prove it or not has nothing to do with whether he’s innocent. If he did the crime, and even if he’s the only one who knows it other than God, he’s still plenty guilty.

Big, big difference. (You’ve just stumbled onto a pet peeve of mine. Sorry.)

The other pet peeve is congresspeople (is that a word?) and other leaders who try to subdivide their lives into categories–one part for my official functions, another part for my private business affairs, and so on. And so we have Mr. Jefferson on the front of Saturday’s Times-Picayune saying, “Did I sell my office or trade official acts for money? Absolutely not.”

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Even people who live in this city like to turn to one another and pose what, before inflation, was called ‘the 64 dollar question:’ Do you think New Orleans is better prepared for a hurricane than we were 2 years ago?

I answer an emphatic ‘yes.’ For a lot of reasons. Here are some.

1. The levees are stronger in many places and no worse anywhere than before Katrina.

2. At the entrance to a number of crucial waterways, the Corps of Engineers has installed massive and expensive floodgates to regulate the amount of water inside the city. Every workday, I drive over the “Hammond Highway” bridge in Bucktown, which spans the 17th Street Canal where the levee broke after Katrina and devastated the neighborhood around our Pontchartrain Baptist Church, and gaze upon what perhaps 50 million dollars have bought in the way of intricate, huge, impressive floodgates. We had nothing there before.

3. We have fewer vulnerable properties now than pre-Katrina for the simple reason that the storm cleaned out thousands of flimsy buildings. Okay, we still have lots of FEMA house trailers throughout Orleans, St. Bernard, and Plaquemines parishes and I do not want to even imagine what a strong storm would do with those lightweight missiles. Turn them into kites?

4. Everyone knows a hurricane can actually hit the city now–previously, we had become blase’ about that ever actually happening–and everyone has a plan of some kind. When someone asked me my hurricane plan this week, I said, “Leave.”

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One of our newspaper columnists was absent for a number of weeks. I didn’t know what had happened. One day this week the column reappeared and he admitted he’d taken his family away on an extended vacation. We wanted to go someplace normal, he said, somewhere you could go a whole day through and not once hear the word “Katrina.”

We all know the feeling. Consider the following and see if we make our point.

The front page of Friday’s Times-Picayune was made up of these lengthy articles:

1) “Road Home gap hits $5 billion.” This federal program of providing up to $150,000 to each homeowner whose residence suffered extensive damage from Katrina or her floodwaters has been known to be seriously underfunded, but the amount keeps escalating. Now they’re saying we will need an additional $5 billion, a staggering amount. And while the governor and state leaders have been crying for Washington to make up the difference, leaders in our nation’s capital have pointed the finger southward, suggesting that since Louisiana is projecting a budget surplus, we ought to come up with much of the money ourselves. The front page article suggests state legislators working on the 2008 budget are feeling the pressure to do just that.

2) “State rejects 5-year storm model.” A California company called Risk Management Solutions, Inc. comes up with projected costs of damages and insurance rates in hurricane-prone states for a five year period. In this case, the rate of increase in the dollar cost of damages and insurance is so alarming that the state of Florida has rejected the RMS projections and Louisiana is following suit. These were guidelines to have been used by the state insurance commissioners’ offices in making projections about rates, etc.

3) “June 1.” Yep, that’s the big bold headline. Underneath are these: “It’s hurricane season: Six months of bracing for the worst while hoping for the best.” “Corps chief promises 100-year protection.” I’ll spare you the details.

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