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« Reply #16 on: September 24, 2005, 07:33:57 am » |
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It’s somewhat hard to say as it isn’t like we see one thing and say, “Oh my! This place is wrong. I must leave”. Most of us who weren’t born into the Assembly really wanted the things the Assembly promised so we developed an incredible ability to overlook, justify and deny.
In one sense, it is arguable that I noticed something on the very first worship service I attended in 1977. I remember observing George popping up and down and taking control. I remember that he reminded me of an over dominating relative I had. I thought, “Boy this guy is in charge”. This seemed a little inconsistent with the “brother among brother” claims.
I dismissed it, of course, because it didn’t strike me as bad and I didn’t think that a room full of college-aged students (and a few middle-aged folks thrown in) would be wrong in their high estimation of Brother George.
I remember sending away in 1981 to Christian Research Institute for information. I don’t remember what prompted it, but I suspect things were bothering me about the Assembly. There wasn’t a lot of info on the Assembly (compared them to the shepherding movement) so I chuck it up to my own carnality and plunged back in.
One time in that period, I started visiting other churches. Some churches confirmed all the bad things that the Assembly said about denominational churches. I remember I went to a church in Long Beach and they had this vibrant college group. The college pastor spoke on dating (a relative topic). When I was leaving, a Christian asked me if I went to church there. I said no. He said, “Come on, make this your home!” Something welled up within me. He had no idea how much I wanted to, but I knew I couldn’t. By this time, I knew I couldn’t leave.
When I got back to school on Monday, a sister (known for her militancy) asked me where I was. I told her the truth. She said in a very sorrowful voice, “do you think that was God’s will?” I said yes. She then got the head of that campus who talked to me about what a bad example I was being for the campus ministry. I felt bad and told him I wouldn’t do that again.
After I graduated, I sought out a brother who had left and we had a long discussion about the Assembly and its problems. The next day and elder with whom I was working confronted me and I burst into tears. I repented and ended up moving into a brother’s house.
This characterized my twelve years there. There were times when I really believed the Assembly was where God was working and that I was a part of something great. At other times, I wrestled with doubts. At other times, I tried to reckon myself dead to this tendency to “not want to go the way of the cross” and think badly about the brethren. At other times, I would claim a promise and know that I wanted to be sent out into the work.
In the last few years in the assembly, I really began to dry up. George used to say that folks would leave when they got married because they “got what they want”. I think it is because marriage tends to mature people and they begin to ask the question “do I really want to raise my family here?” I can endure much more hardship if it is just me, but if I am the head of a household, that is something else. I was behind in maturity but as I was approaching thirty, I began to grow up.
There were times when I believed George’s teaching was off and I kept my thoughts to myself (after all, maybe its there but I am just not seeing it). There were times when I knew there were other strong believers in other churches and that everything said about these churches were not true (but then, we do take pains to do things according to the New Testament “pattern”). I remember hearing a preacher for the first time and being amazed that (unlike under George’s ministry) I actually understood the passage better. I remember even thinking to myself “George is the uprising and the downfall of the Assembly.”
Was there really something wrong or was it the flesh and the devil?
One key event was after a seminar lecture where I was tired, exhausted, and empty. The seminars weren’t doing it for me anymore. I wasn’t getting it. I went to the Christian bookstore and came across the book “How to read the Bible for all its worth”. For the first time, I began to be able to hold onto something concrete.
You see, for all these years, all I had was, “this doesn’t feel right” or “this doesn’t seem right” or “I don’t think I agree with that” but I never had a strong objective truth to compare these feelings with. I was taught to read the Bible with my Assembly glasses on. But, when I saw that there is a way to interpret Scripture based upon fair playing rules that everybody (not just God’s anointed) can understand, I began to believe with confidence that George was mishandling Scripture to support some of his ideas and many of the cherished, non-negotiable practices of the Assembly that set us apart from other churches. His mystique of having inside “God” information fell away.
Certainly, I didn’t walk right out the door there. Talking with others that left, realizing that we all had common concerns, solidifying these ideas helped me understand that the problem wasn’t just me. Not to mention that seeing some “behind the scenes” things in the dealing with Steve and Lee Irons was an enlightening education.
When did I start seeing problems? I saw things from my first day and from that day attempted to grasp the good and stuff the bad. I had no emotional context to call the bad “bad” so I sought by faith to enter into the good while being dogged by nagging inconsistencies. Finally, after twelve years, I was emotionally ready to face the bad and walk out the door for the last time.
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