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Monday, December 30, 2019

Wise as serpents


By now you have learned of the incidents among gatherings of the faithful in Monsey, New York and White Settlement, Texas. It’s now time to start learning from them as well.


In the former, a machete-wielding attacker broke into a home where Orthodox Jews were celebrating Hanukah with their rabbi. Five people were wounded, some grievously. The attacker fled the scene and was arrested later in a traffic stop. In Texas, a gunman stood up during a service at the West Highway Church of Christ, brandishing a shotgun. He killed two congregants before being killed himself by a single shot fired by the leader of the church’s volunteer security team.*

There will be many details revealed in the coming days. But there are already are lessons to be learned – and we have an obligation to learn them. 
As always, the first lesson is to free oneself from the shackles of two deadly lies: “It can’t happen here” and “If it happens, there’s nothing I can do.”

It can happen here, wherever “here” is. America is a huge and glorious place, as diverse in a single nation as any entire continent inhabited by man. Aside from the common characteristic of humans gathering to live out a life of faith, you’d be hard pressed to find places more distinct from one another than White Settlement, Texas and Monsey, New York. A large suburban church congregation is hardly an intimate gathering of believers at a rabbi’s house. It can happen in your “here,” and if it does . . .

You not only can do something, you must. Over and over and over again we have learned that those who attack places of worship, 
attackers who are not confronted, as in the first mosque targeted in New Zealand, will kill and kill and kill. On the other hand, once confronted with any force at all (even a thrown credit card machine, as in the second mosque targeted in New Zealand) most attackers will divert or break off their attack. Especially and necessarily so if the confrontation leaves them dead. So, to that end. . .

Arm yourself. Jeff Cooper famously said that “an unarmed man can only flee from evil, and evil is not overcome by fleeing from it.” The Monsey Jews were disarmed by the State of New York, prohibited most effective weapons even in a home like the one where the attack occurred. The White Settlement Christians were free under their state’s laws to be armed, and armed in church, and many of those there considered all that must considered, then armed themselves. That said, John Steinbeck explained that no mere gun is enough – because the gun is not really the weapon** – so you had better. . .

Train. Train with your chosen tools. Train realistically, frequently, honestly. Practice in a way that provides relentlessly objective metrics. (“Wearing this, while seated like this, I can draw from concealment this fast and put a shot on a target this large at this distance 100% of the time.”) Then tell yourself the truth about yourself. Jack Wilson, the man who took down the West Highway Church shooter, drew and fired, connecting with a single head shot, in something under two seconds at a range of perhaps 50 feet. This is prodigious skill and Wilson, a firearms instructor, had to have trained long, hard and well to attain it. But what mattered more than that skill was that he knew he had that skill. He obeyed the rule that a man has to know his limitations and then he acted within them.**** Your limitations may be different and may demand a different action. But whatever those limitations, you must. . .

Act. I’ve said it in this space time and time again: Do everything you can to avoid violence. But when the time comes for violence, the crucial thing is to be violent enough fast enough. One could hardly have embodied that more perfectly than Mr. Wilson. But, although he will rightly be lauded as a hero, note that he also understood that. . . .

It isn’t enough to act alone. Church security is a matter of resolving the Pastor’s Paradox. This is the tension between creating a church that is safe for the flock***** while still open to the very troubled people who need to be there the most. Mr. Wilson was the leader of a team. I am, too. These demand sacrificial commitment from their members – to train, to show up, to do what has to be done. Such teams demand systemic integration into the entire matrix of church security, from the congregants themselves, greeters handing out programs to the uniformed security guards in the marked cars. They demand customized tactics, techniques and protocols fit for your unique place of worship. And events like those in Texas or New York -- confrontation of a revealed threat -- are a vanishingly rare departure from a far less dramatic routine; they are outlier events that most, blessedly, will never encounter. So your TTPs and training need to be about confronting shooters, but, also about more esoteric practices like threat recognition and verbal deescalation. You will – and thank heaven for this – talk down seven times seventy congregants irritated about the parking, or peeved about the use of handbells during the worship, or vexed about the coffee running out in the fellowship hall before you ever encounter a “real threat.” But if you have a team in place,****** then, by the grace of God and to His glory, you will have a prayer that your own Mr. Wilson is in the right place at the right time. Because, in the end. . . .

We are commanded to go forth among the wolves.******* And wisdom demands we learn the lessons we are given to learn.  






* We know who carried out the Monsey attack, and why, and how they gained entry. Details of the West Highway Church attacker aren’t out yet, and we don’t know how a man dressed as he was, concealing a long gun, evidently wearing a fake beard and wig, gained entry in the first place. [And let’s be clear from the jump: Neither this, nor anything below, is gratuitous criticism. This isn’t “Monday Morning Quarterbacking.” We simply must be unflinchingly honest with ourselves about events like these, ruthless in our assessments of the events and ourselves. We do the dead and injured no honor to ignore even the hardest truths about what happened.]

** “The final weapon is the brain, all else is supplemental.”  John Steinbeck, The Acts of King Arthur and His Noble Knights

*** He was also blessed with something one will rarely encounter in a crowded sanctuary – a clear, solid and unoccupied backstop. The Four Rules always apply.

**** Tragically, another congregant did not. He stood up close to the shooter and – having pulled the shooter’s attention – attempted a draw he couldn’t win against an already drawn shotgun. This man paid with his life. His actions were heroic. He stood in the gap. And that may well have been efficacious in that it distracted the shooter from harming some other congregant. But he had other choices he could have made (a surreptitious draw, a shot while seated) that might have better availed him. [As above, I mean this as no judgment on a man who, my faith tells me, I will one day joyfully meet in heaven. But his death has lessons to teach. Shame on us if we diminish it by ignoring them.]

***** That is easy to do. The result is a church that looks like a prison.

****** Those interested in this topic in a practical way should feel free to contact me via email. Besides the links provided here to some excellent resources, I can offer other advice and materials.


******* Behold, I send you forth as sheep in the midst of wolves: be ye therefore wise as serpents, and harmless as doves. Matt. 10:16

Wednesday, December 26, 2012

Why we fight

It was suggested to me recently that, as a professing Christian, I ought not to own guns, nor be willing, under any circumstances, to employ them in earnest. "Didn't Jesus," sneered the fellow, "tell you guys to turn the other cheek."



I suspect he didn't realize just how much Christian charity it took in that moment not to smack the smug little grin off his cheeks. Judging from his look and attitude he seemed to believe he had scored a major point in a game I hadn't realized were were playing. Perhaps he expected me, blinded by the flash of his rhetorical brilliance, either spontaneously to renounce my faith or to surrender my side arm.

It has wisely been said that there's no percentage in arguing with an idiot, because he'll drag you down to his level, then beat you with experience. The same holds true for those insincere sorts who aren't really interested in an answer to their loaded question. So I distracted the fellow with some version of "Look! Over there. Shiny." And I went on with my day.

The fact is, though, that if sincerely asked, it is a fair question.

I could direct you to Hugo Grotius, and that might help. Grotius' life spanned the end of the Sixteenth Century and the beginning of the Seventeenth – a time of constant, practically universal war. Nations all across Europe were sending their finest sons ahead of columns of their peasants, augmented by cadres of mercenaries, to kill the fine sons, peasants and mercenaries of their neighbors. The Portuguese were killing and being killed by the Spanish. The English were (as always) killing their Irish neighbors, along with any Spaniards they could find. The Russians were killing the Swedes. Nearly everyone in Europe was killing Turks. There were various wars of succession and countless revolts, uprisings and rebellions. Most notably, the last 27 years of Grotius' life were the first 27 years of the Thirty Years War.

Essentially beginning as a religious war that pitted most of the Roman Catholic nations of Europe against most of the Protestant ones, then devolving into a continental melee where more or less everyone was seeking to seize power and territory from more or less everyone else, the Thirty Years War is unparalleled in history for its savagery. The war killed 8 million people at a time when the population of Europe probably didn't much exceed 50 million. Civilian populations were targeted for extermination. Plague, pillage and rape were common to the orders of battle.

And it was against this backdrop of chaos and misery (and while he was himself fleeing across Europe to avoid religious persecutors who had jailed him and threatened worse) that Grotius produced De jure belli ac pacis (On the Law of War and Peace). You can read it here in English, or buy it in Latin to get the full flavor of the work.  Grotius was a Christian. And when he wasn't trying to set down a rational rule book for how men might conduct war righteously, he was writing one the first widely published systemic defenses of Protestant Christianity. You can read De veritate religionis Christianae for free online, if you have the Latin and the inclination.

So, yes, I could direct you to Grotius, who knew what I know: that the command that a Christ follower should "turn the other cheek," did not mean that a Christian ought to stand by while the greatest gift besides salvation, the very gift of life, is threatened by evil. Grotius knew that Jesus' proscription was against seeking revenge or taking offense, not against self-defense. Like everything He said, it was said in context and He finished by directing us to do unto others as we would have them do unto us -- presumably to include defending one another from evil.*

Yes, I could send you to Grotius, but let's not fool about with one another: You've got neither the Latin nor the inclination. (Neither, I'll confess have I.) 
So let me direct you, instead, to Fx Hummel, shooter, troubadour, theology scholar, philosopher and -- best of all -- songwriter.



 
* Luke quotes Jesus this way in Chapter 6, verses 27 - 31:
“But to you who are listening I say: Love your enemies, do good to those who hate you, bless those who curse you, pray for those who mistreat you. If someone slaps you on one cheek, turn to them the other also. If someone takes your coat, do not withhold your shirt from them. Give to everyone who asks you, and if anyone takes what belongs to you, do not demand it back. Do to others as you would have them do to you."