Why have I taken it upon me now to seek to publicly expose such a figure as Carter Conlon and such a church as Times Square Church? This is most certainly a reasonable question, for both the man and the church stand head and shoulders taller than every man in Israel. Nevertheless, necessity is laid upon me at the present time to open a case against this pastor and his church; necessity, I say, for I believe it to be far from my own heart's desire, but rather, the burden which has been weighing heavy now for years in the heart of a holy and a jealous God.
You may imagine that it is some personal vendetta that motivates me in my enterprise, but I will protest to you that your imaginations are vain. You may say that it is the wind of vain-glory that now fills my sails, or like David's older brother, say, "I know thy pride and the naughtiness of thine heart; for thou art come down that thou mightest see the battle!" And to this I can only plead for God to vindicate me on that day, and pray that I may not be so suddenly judged before my matter is heard.
God knows I have nothing in my heart for the man but love and sorrow, and nothing in my heart for the church but a deep sense of grief and pain. May God bear me witness to your consciences as you search out my burden, as I trust he will to every honest heart.
My burden is nothing less than that all that are involved in, or affected by, the ministry of Times Square Church, might, as Carter once said, "Run for your life!"
O be not proud, and hear my burden. I have reasons to be rendered for the things which I have said. O hear me now lest "he cause darkness, and before your feet stumble upon the dark mountains, and, while ye look for light, he turn it into the shadow of death, and make it gross darkness" (Jer. 13:15,16).