The Temple on the Kettering
Posted by Melvin Jones on September 24th, 2007Before I start the posting, I would like to dedicate it with a song by our official Hymnist and Mongoose, GaryV. It is sung to the tune of “Amazing Grace.” Let’s praise the dollar with our voices! Everybody now!!!
Amazing waste, with Dolby Sound
And JumboTron® sized screens,
The marble’s gloss is worth the cost
The sheeple pay the lien.
T’was Jakes that taught poor John to shear
and fleece the wand’ring sheep
How precious did that cash appear
The hour they first deceived
Come, take a Starbucks to your chair
Recline and rest your feet
An ATM is built right in
To print out your receipt
This Sunday we have TD Jakes
Next week it’s Joel Osteen
And if the off’ring lags too much
Steve Munsey’s in the wings
When we’ve been gone a thousand years
And this old world is done
God will appraise Amazing Waste
By fire through His Son
Amazing Waste, they don’t expound
The Word unto the sheep
But you can get fresh bagels there
With jelly or cream cheese.
Amen
I made it out to the Mausoleum, Memorial and Museum Dedication and Mutual Admiration Event this past Wednesday. Between John telling us how wonderful T. Dexter is, and T. Dexter telling us how wonderful John Jenkins is, I thought they were going to start their own Big Dog Mutual Admiration Society right then and there. But more on that later.
I made a mistake, by the way. In one article I said that the building was 120, 000 square feet. According to the Washington Post and the Souvenir Program, the building is actually 205,000 square feet. Here is an excerpt from the Post
The multimillion-dollar church building, one of the region’s largest at 205,000 square feet, includes a bookstore and several classrooms. It was designed by HH Architects of Dallas, which specializes in mega-churches.
I’ve nattered on enough about the size in a previous post. I won’t revisit that.
I got to the church about 7:05 and the parking lot was already full. I had to park across the street in the little school’s parking lot. By the time I got back to the parking lot later that evening, the school parking lot was full as well. For now I’ll attribute this to the fact that T. Dexter, the next Billy Graham was speaking.
Coming in the main entrance, one of the first things you see is the bookstore. Given my love of books, and considering the fact that you can tell where a person stands based on the books in his library, I made a beeline for the store. Here’s the fist thing I saw:
Yeah, a great big blow up of John Jenkins and the First Lady. (Sorry about that all you second and third string ladies out there) And here’s the second picture.
Right again , it’s a huge blow-up of John. Maybe I could understand them if they were in some way tied to the grand opening. But these items don’t appear to be related to the grand opening at all. There is no reference to the grand opening. So tell me again that this is all about Jesus Christ and Him glorified.
Now I’ll bet you will never guess whose books were on sale in the front window. I’ll give you four guesses and the first three don’t count…..time’s up. Here’s a shot of the display window:
Yep, T. Dexter has two books for sale, including that run away best seller “Position Yourself.” And I won’t mention the fact that he started hawking them just before he read the Scripture he was planning on preaching from.
I went up stairs to the upper level and found an aisle seat. Since I knew I would be leaving early, there was no point in even trying to get a closer seat. I saw no reason for being disruption once it was time for me to leave. Besides, sitting up top allowed me to get a view of the entire auditorium. And it was quite a view.
Here’s a photo of the view from the top.
For a moment I thought I was having flashbacks to the occasional rock concert I attended as a youth. Notice the light show they have going while the choir sings. If you remember, the souvenir program, on page 11, talks about “inviting ever believer into the very presence of God.”
Since they, in keeping with their use of the Old Testament’s phraseology and concepts, are talking about the presence of God, I assume the light burst projections on the walls have something to do with getting us into God’s presence as well. Either that or most of the people there just like bright shiny things.
The auditorium is beautiful. It’s huge. It appears to be really well designed with respect to its lighting, acoustics, seating, and traffic flow. I didn’t see the glare of a single over head light fixture, a megawatt speaker, or obvious microphone anywhere on or near the stage. The architect is an obvious master at developing auditoriums. With the judicious use of columns on the interior, there literally is no bad seat, not columns to get stuck behind.
Once they start doing paid events (I assume they will since the seats are numbered [I sat in Row RR] as if for ticket sales), they can charge premium prices for each and every seat. I will keep a search on TicketMaster to see if the facility ever appears.
The ventilation was superb. There had to more than three thousand people in the room. Yet the temperature was perfect, neither stiflingly hot nor uncomfortably cold. To give it the ultimate compliment , I didn’t even notice the temperature.
And now to the important stuff, the contents of the “service”.
When I took my seat, a lady was singing with the choir giving a backup. The two giant screen monitors, one on each side of the curtain to the holy of holies, provided a close up shot of the performer. We could see the sparkle of every bead of sweat on her face. We also got an occasional shot of the choir, the rapt audience, and a couple of the reverends and ministers.
I got there about 7:25. The choir did lots and lots of singing. The Holy Cheerleader (aka the Worship Leader), Reverend Gloria Miller stood up and spent the next couple of minutes getting us even more wound up. Clayton Lewis, now a minister, said the prayer.
Of course they took up a collection. The ushers, armed with plastic, black and gold popcorn buckets emblazoned with the FBCG emblem, passed the buckets down the rows. And of course, during the collection the choir and another singer ratcheted the emotions up a little more.
Finally, John came out. Everybody stood for him, clapped and shouted wildly. After all, the Mand of Gawd was there.
John didn’t talk much. His main purpose at that time was to introduce the man of the hour, T. Dexter. However, for any of you who use the lame “I never heard him say that” with respect to T. Dexter being his mentor, give a listen to this before you continue. It happened around 14 seconds into the clip.
(YOUTUBE LINK)
Notice, John stated that T. Dexter, the man who doesn’t know that the issues related to AIDS are in the Bible, the man who doesn’t have the ‘nads to either clearly deny the Trinity or clearly affirm it, the man who has spiritually girlified more men in his lifetime than any other man, is his pastor (i.e. his mentor). Don’t ever again fix your mouth to say he never said it.
T. Dexter came up and began convincing the crowd that the Mausoleum, Memorial, and Monument is a good thing. It showed that John has integrity since the building was actually built. He then, as is the custom with the pimps, turned to the Old Testament to demonstrate that the building was the result of great faith on their part.
Keep these verses in mind as we review the portion of T. Dexter’s speech I was able to listen to:
“For the mind set on the flesh is death, but the mind set on the Spirit is life and peace, because the mind set on the flesh is hostile toward God; for it does not subject itself to the law of God, for it is not even able to do so, “
19 Now, therefore, you are no longer strangers and foreigners, but fellow citizens with the saints and members of the household of God, 20 having been built on the foundation of the apostles and prophets, Jesus Christ Himself being the chief cornerstone, 21 in whom the whole building, being fitted together, grows into a holy temple in the Lord, 22 in whom you also are being built together for a dwelling place of God in the Spirit.
17 Brethren, join in following my example, and observe those who walk according to the pattern you have in us. 18 For many walk, of whom I often told you, and now tell you even weeping, that they are enemies of the cross of Christ, 9 whose end is destruction, whose god is their appetite, and whose glory is in their shame, who set their minds on earthly things 20 For our citizenship is in heaven, from which also we eagerly wait for a Savior, the Lord Jesus Christ; 21 who will transform the body of our humble state into conformity with the body of His glory, by the exertion of the power that He has even to subject all things to Himself.
T. Dexter started off talking about the importance of buildings, statues and monuments. He said that a building is a testament to the folks who built the building. Of course the Bible says in 2 Cor 3:2-3that:
“You are our letter, written in our hearts, known and read by all men; being manifested that you are a letter of Christ, cared for by us, written not with ink but with the Spirit of the living God, not on tablets of stone but on tablets of human hearts. ”
Nothing about building monuments to our faith. So are our lives a testimony to people or are the buildings we leave behind a testimony? T Dexter seems to be disagreeing with Scripture.
Dexter goes on to say that buildings will outlast us and that the following generations will know of our faith. Hmm. How many of you have seen this magnificent building as you drive around the District of Columbia?

It’s the Mormon Temple just off of the Beltway in Montgomery County. So is T. Dexter saying that the Mormons have great faith?
He went on to say that “promotion comes from the Lord. The building could only have come from God.” Well, does that mean the Mormon Temple is an indicator that God is promoting them? Surely not.
He read from Joshua 4:1 , 10. That, of course is the section where the Israelites cross the Jordon to take the Promised Land. Quite naturally, T. Dexter then equated the completion of the building with the entry of the Jews into the Promised Land.
Do you notice how the pimps always go back to the Old Testament whenever they want to convince their sheeple that the outrageous thing they did with the sheeple’s money was actually proof that the sheeple have great faith , and that God is blessing them , and that they are (and here’s a new phrase T. Dexter Introduced the other night) going to go to the next realm of glory.
The last thing I heard him say, before I got up and left was “God is getting ready to move. If you believe this, give God some praise.” Of course the entire room burst into shouting, clapping, and other obedient things. I left and took some more pictures.
Over all, there were absolutely no surprises. The sheeple were pimped in exactly the manner I thought they would be. The pimps used the Old Testament in exactly the way I thought they would. And the sheeple reached into their pockets and pulled out more money, thanking the Mend of Gawd for taking their money.
Good entertainment. A great lesson on group think. A clear warning against not studying your Bible.







