Pastor Jamal Bryant calls for the arrest of protestors who recently interrupted his church service
After a “white evangelical nationalist” protestor disrupted his church service, Pastor Jamal Bryant is asking: Where is the arrest warrant?
Churches on private property should be protected. No matter if it’s a white supremacist or a black supremacist. It’s about the right for the leader and parishioners to enjoy the service in peace.
There should be a way for churches to be devoid of intruders and for police to show their authority and protect the interests of those who seek to fulfill their mystical journeys. Whatever the case, there should be rule of law even for people to worship or observe a zero.
Property rights stand at the crux of capitalism. Under such a pure system, churches would be safeguarded from damage, destruction, or intrusion.
There’s definitely a way of viewing all of this. It’s with this a sense that individual rights must be acknowledged and protected. That means that there should be punishment for those who violate such rights.
The police must be on the frontlines and the juries judges must weigh the situations and decide outcomes and sentencing. If there is to be a civilized society, we have to ensure that all property rights must be held privately.
So, for Pastor Bryant to seek the police, it’s a bit ironic even given the idea of Jesus. He would welcome the barbarians battering down the church doors. He would show grace and mercy to such savages.
With Pastor Bryant’s concern over his flock, he should be welcoming to his enemies since they’re to be “loved.” As the law stands, it protects individuals like Pastor Bryant regardless of whether he should embrace those who may encroach on his church.
Since he took to social media for his dissent against those who crossed him, he should only exemplify the tenets of his Lord and Savior. Because of the nature of the church services in Minnesota, there should be full transparency about how to better serve congregations and witch doctors like Bryant.
In every option that he had to let everyone know he’s not Christianlike when it comes to putting first those who do bad things to you.
Bryant should allow the cops to cut down on the violations of rights. But if Bryant allows the thugs to trespass against his flock, wouldn’t he be virtuous? Jesus would allow everyone to suffer unto him, right?
The power of morality is that despite ideas, actual words and actions actually lead up to something that could be enforced. It doesn’t matter if Pastor Bryant wanted a warrant, it would be there if he wanted or not. He didn’t have to plead for it. The status of churches, largely non-taxable institutions, is that they’re somehow venerated because they seek out the unknown and unknowable.
With a steady stream of prayers, hopes, and wishes against logic, reason, and truth, somehow people hold these places in great esteem. Despite their fanciful existence, they still are reserved for private means. This means that no matter how much they go against ideas like the usury in some cases, they should have the long arm of the law swatting away the brutes who wish to crash their irrational party.
When Pastor Bryant realizes that he did something against Christ, he might be asking for forgiveness and atonement. The thought about the consequences of making his church feel safe is rooted in the private property rights and the individual rights that sustain all of his churchgoers.
That’s about him being the best at what he is and his chances at being a full Christian. And remember that even capitalism protects those who are against it. This is the way the other social systems would collapse and shrivel up and die. Meanwhile, free markets would allow free men and free minds even if they evangelized against such beautiful provisions.
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