Word: pulpiteering
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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Kennedy's episcopal address was a kind of spiritual state-of-the-union message, and he had been selected by his church's 81 bishops to write and present it in their name. The right man, in this case, was in the right pulpit, for the Bishop of Los Angeles has assumed the mantle worn by the late G. Bromley Ox-nam as unofficial spokesman for Methodism to the rest of the U.S. Nobody gave Kennedy the job, and nobody could. Democratic Methodism has neither Pope nor primate; the presidency of the Council of Bishops-an office held...
...twelve years. In church circles, he is admired as a first-rate fund raiser who has built 24 new churches in the past three years. He is also considered a shrewd judge of personnel, with a knack for appointing the right man to the right pulpit-and for trading off weaklings to unsuspecting brother bishops. Kennedy seldom takes work home from the office, spends much of his evenings reading contemporary novels, which he reviews for the Methodist monthly Together...
Spare & Witty. Kennedy believes that a bishop should be a teacher as well as an administrator, and just about every Sunday of the year he finds a vacant pulpit to preach from. His sermons are a far cry from the stem-winding exercises in dour purple prose that 19th century congregations loved. His language is spare and unchurchy, larded with wit and timely references to the secular world around him. Yet his message is always related more to eternal truths than to the morning's headlines...
Like Oxnam or McConnell, Kennedy has never been afraid to discuss political and social issues from the pulpit, but he picks his controversies with care. "A fellow that's shooting off his mouth all the time-nobody listens to him after a while," he says. In 1957 Kennedy led a fight to elect some moderates to Los Angeles' conservative-dominated school board-and as a reward found himself named to the State Board of Education...
...Bruce W. Klunder, 27, was a big, mild, bespectacled man, a sort of Clark Kent of the pulpit. But within him burned a fierce- and, as it turned out, fatal-sense of indignation...