I am not exceptional. I don’t mean that in some self-deprecating way. I mean it in the sense that rules apply, and norms and reasonable expectations are usually met. I am not exceptional, nor should I expect or demand to be exempted from rules, norms, and reasonable expectations. All around us, however, we see a demand for exemptions and exceptions. Sometimes it seems as if exceptions don’t just prove the rule, they are the rule.
We Presbyterians like to think of ourselves as “decently and in order” people (1 Corinthians 14:40), but too often church messes are caused by pastors or congregations convinced that their situation is exceptional, that rules and standards apply to others but not to them.
The rules of a Homeowners Association are meant to make life more pleasant for all the folks in the neighborhood, but for too loud music, mis-built fences, or poorly parked cars, some homeowners assert a personal exemption from the agreed-upon rules. And tough luck to all the neighbors who don’t like it.
Speed limits may be a good idea for most people, but not when we’re late for work, the kids have to get to school, or we don’t want the party to start without us. “Officer, you don’t understand. Can’t you make an exception?” Continue reading