We’ve learned more about the affair of Hillsong NYC pastor Carl Lentz. He met his paramour Ranin, a designer, in a park. He introduced himself as a sports agent. He wouldn’t give her his last name, and she was okay with that. They were sleeping together before she got forceful enough to learn his last name which led to her finding out his real story. When she did, the affair continued. It only stop because they got caught.
Of course as we examine this fall, we must remember the prodigal, the fallen son, who is ultimately welcomed back with open arms. It seems like our entire world today is a sort of prodigal, how far have we strayed from the roots of our country, the roots of our faith. And what is the path home?