Bart Brewer. Now there was a piece work. He was a terrible liar. One of the most embarrassing things he ever did was debate Karl Keating and he couldn’t resist making a complete horse’s rump out of himself. He violated the stated and duly agreed to rules of the debate and generally came across as a jerk. Many of his fellow Protestants were terribly embarrassed by his behavior.
It’s a shame he decided to take an interest in Filipino high school girls:
I enjoyed watching the girls giggle as they flirted with teasing boys. After a while, though, my attention was drawn to one of the more diligent students, who thoroughly captivated my interest . . . She was lovely and shyly responded as we stole moments talking alone after class. This was a new adventure, and I soon interpreted our newly discovered affection as love.
(Far From Rome, Near to God, compiled by Richard Bennett and Martin Buckingham, Lafayette, Indiana: Associated Publishers & Authors, Inc., 1994, 31-32)
What’s the legal consent age in the Philippines? I wonder if he was a statutory rapist?
Here’s the Keating vs Brewer debate audio: http://www.philvaz.com/KeatingBrewerDebate.mp3
Bookmark for later reading. Because this cannot be true...
It’s certainly interesting to compare the quality of the men who leave Rome, and those who come home ;-)
“What’s the legal consent age in the Philippines? I wonder if he was a statutory rapist?”
A pretty pathetic attempt at branding an opponent to your religion as a pedophile.
Here’s the context from the book:
“It was no wonder that as I approached high school age, I felt called to prepare for the Roman Catholic priesthood. Rather than the secular priesthood, which serves parishes, I chose to apply to the Discalced Carmelites, one of the more strict and ancient monastic orders.
From the first day at Holy Hill, Wisconsin, I loved the religious life, and this love was the motivation I needed to get through all the Latin and other studies, which I found very difficult. The dedication and self-sacrifice of the priests who taught our classes was a continual reminder of the value of making any sacrifice to reach the goal of ordination.The training I received in four years of the high school seminary, two years in the novitiate, three years of philosophy, and four years of theology (the last after ordination) was thorough. I was sincere in praciticing the various mortifications and other disciplines and never once doubted my calling nor anything I was taught. Taking the vows of poverty, chastity, and obedience represented my lifetime commitment to God. For me the voice of the church was the voice of God.
My ordination to the Roman Catholic priesthood was at the Shrine of the Immaculate Conception of Mary in Washington, DC, the seventh largest church in the world today. When “His Excellency, the Most Reverend Bishop” John M. McNamara imposed his hands on my head and repeated the words from Psalm 110:4 ..... “Thou art a priest forever after the order of Melchizedek:”, I was overwhelmed with the belief that I was now a mediator between God and the people.
The anointing and binding of my hands with special cloths signified that they were now consecrated to changing bread and wine into the real (literal) flesh and blood of Jesus Christ, to perpetuate the sacrifice of Calvary through the Mass, and to dispense saving grace through the other Roman Catholic sacraments of baptism, confession, confirmation, marriage, and the last rites. At ordination a Roman Catholic priest is said to receive an “indelible” mark: to experience an unending interchange of his personality with that of Christ, that he may perform his priestly duties as another Christ” (alter Christus) or in the place of Christ. People actually knelt and kissed our newly consecrated hands, so sincere was this belief. After completing the last year of theology, which was principally a final preparation for preaching and hearing confession (which involved giving absolution or forgiveness of sin), I was granted my long expressed desire to be a missionary priest in the Philippines.
The change from a regimented, monastic life to the simplicity and freedom of the missionary life proved a challenge for which I had not been prepared. I loved traveling to some of the eighty or more primitive barrios assigned to our parish. I also cherished teaching my religion class at the Carmelite high school in our small town. Until then my life had been almost exclusively among men. I enjoyed watching the girls giggle as they flirted with teasing boys After a while though, my attention was drawn to one of the more diligent students who thoroughly captivated my interest. This young lady was mature beyond her years because of the responsibilities that had fallen to her after her mother had died. She was lovely and shyly responded as we stole moments talking alone after class. This was a new adventure, and I soon interpreted our newly discovered affection as love.
It is not surprising that soon the bishop learned of this, though he was many miles away, and he quickly returned me to the States before any serious relationship could develop. The embarrassment of this discipline was difficult for both of us, but life always moves on. After the adventure and freedom in the Philippines, I had no motivation to return to monastic living, so the Father Provincial granted permission for me to work at a Discalced Carmelite parish in Arizona.”
Like all the priests who have molested boys and STAYED in Roman Catholicism? How hypocritical that he's being so maligned.
If he had stayed with the church, nobody would have known; he would have been shuffled from parish to parish and promoted. Maybe even been made pope cause the track record of popes in the history of Roman Catholicism is enough to make any normal people blush with shame, but all we get from Catholics is excuses of, *Nobody is perfect* and *He's just human, too*.
It's obvious that the problem isn't his moral integrity, but rather the fact that he left the church.
Catholics have quite the double standard of behavior for their clergy and that of non-Catholics. They should hold their own clergy to the standards they hold others to.
Seems that Catholics will tolerate anything but dissension. Then they turn on the poor guy and eat their own.