When the “Deconstructed” podcast launched this summer, it was received with rave reviews. Esquire called it, “revolutionary,” Sports Illustrated said it was, “groundbreaking,” and Donald Trump said it made him proud to be an American. Michael W. Smith said he couldn’t listen to it without weeping.
Unfortunately, things didn’t go as planned.
Let me give it to you straight. I don’t believe in beating around the bush. We must speak the truth.
My co-host (Ronnie Martin) and I had a falling out.
All the fame went to his head and he developed a terrible gambling problem. He lost everything and is currently living in a van down by a river. I tried to help him but he pushed me away and accused me of only being in it for the money.
Ronnie and I are still great friends. It turns out that when you’re basically pastoring two churches (as he is), it’s hard to find time to record a podcast.
So we decided to let the podcast die a dignified death.
You may wonder where that leaves me.
As you may have guessed, I already have something else cooking. I’m in the early stages of recording episodes for a new podcast that’s very different from any of my previous ones.
I’ll be launching in a few months.
Until then, raise a glass to freedom and to Deconstructed.
It died too young.