Don’t jump to conclusions. Ask for more information before you jump.
Sometimes when something just seems wrong–this could not be!–it is wrong.
Here’s the story, from my journal of the 1990s. I had forgotten this.
I had been out of town for the weekend, and my assistant had preached. We had four additions to the church and everyone praised the preaching of Dwight Munn. And then, I began going through my mail…
An offering envelope from Byron (last name) had been placed in my mailbox. He’s a new member, a super nice guy, a pathologist, and was engaged to marry Carol, who was equally nice and as lovely as anyone has a right to be! Inside the offering envelope was a note. A rather angry note.
The writer–presumably Byron–was criticizing all the announcements in the service, particularly the two made by the wives of a couple of staffers. The writer said it’s enough to welcome new members at the end of the service, but nothing more should be said.
As I say, the tone was angry.