Yesterday a pastor and his wife made total fools out of themselves on a flight that I was on from Amsterdam to Nairobi. They were demanding different seats and when their rant didn’t seem to have much impact he topped it by declaring to the Purser: “I’m a Christian pastor about to lead a week-long seminary workshop on leadership principles for new pastors, so I need a comfortable seat so I can go over my notes.”
People all around were gawking at him. It was like they were slowing down on the Interstate to stare at a car wreck. An awkward moment of silence followed.
Then a tall, skinny, dark African man, wearing a well-worn suit, stood up a couple of rows away. He walked back, and said “I too, am a pastor. My seat is comfortable. Please take it.”
He American was stunned. He finally realized what was happening. He was traveling to Africa to teach leadership principles, but on the way, an African showed him how to lead.
Please. Stop the stupidity. If you’re going to name the name of Christ, at least act like him.
Snap. Nice one. Wow.