Feb 16, 2009
The Man and Me
"The natural progress of things is for liberty to yield and government to gain ground."
"Experience hath shewn, that even under the best forms of government those entrusted with power have, in time, and by slow operations, perverted it into tyranny."
This young pastor, who was so full of passion and zeal for reaching hurting people, suddenly began showing signs of inner conflict. It was brief. Perhaps only ten seconds in all. Unless you really knew him like we did, you would have easily missed it. It happened so fast that we didn't even have time to process where he came from and why he was allowed to take over. We sat helplessly and watched our friend fight a battle within his heart between him and the man. It was a battle for CONTROL. And then, without warning, our friend who had spent the last fourty minutes massaging and caressing the hearts and souls of every person in the room quietly faded away and THE MAN took over.
He gave the salvation invitation and then presented a broader call for people who needed to pray regarding the topic of the sermon. He didn’t really give anyone a choice of whether or not to come forward. He spoke in such a cunning and manipulative way that everyone in the building was afraid to NOT come forward. He had such a controlling spirit to his tone we could tell he had no regard for the people on an individual level. He saw them as warm bodies who were there to serve him and do what they were told. It was hard to watch.
Within a very short time, the front of the building was filled with people crying out to God and praying together. At the first window of opportunity, my wife and I made a break for it and before we knew it, were cruising I-17, trying to get home in time for the Survivor Finale.
Later that night, after the anger and fury over Richard Hatch winning the million dollars subsided, my wife was sleeping soundly and I was lying awake replaying that final part of the church service in my mind. Seeing the man for the first time, I was perplexed and a bit discouraged. I didn't understand where he came from or why. He wasn’t there through the whole service and then he just surfaced and took over. I secretly wondered if my pastor friend wasn't lying awake at the very same time kicking himself for letting the man take over. Surely he must have felt embarrassed for allowing this to happen.
I made a promise to myself in that bedroom over a decade ago. I promised that I would never allow the man to do to me what I had seen him do to my friend. It wasn’t so much about protecting myself or my ministry as it was about protecting the people I would some day preach to. I felt I had to safeguard them from his controlling, manipulative spirit. After watching what he did to those people that night, I knew I had to do something to stop him.
Though I had never personally met the man, I had already decided that I did not like him. I knew then that I would someday hold the same ministry position as my friend and, until that time came, I was prepared to do whatever it took to keep to that promise.
Over the next three years, I watched the man show up at every service my friend preached and do the exact same thing I had witnessed that first night. He came earlier and earlier each week until he finally took over my friend's position entirely. It was difficult to watch, because by this time, I had developed an outright hatred for the man. I had not yet met him for myself, and that was fine with me. Sadly, because of my friends choice to submit to the man, my relationship with him pretty much dissolved into nothing. I could no longer look him in the eye because I had lost so much respect for him. He was no longer the eager young preacher who had lost the ending part of his service to the man long ago. He had actually become a representative of the man. It was beyond my comprehension how he could just sit back and allow this to happen. He didn't appear to offer any resistance anymore. He now worked for him. I eventually ended the relationship completely.
I did not know at that time that in less than a year, when I became a pastor, I would be formally introduced to the man myself.
Meeting the man
I had seen enough of him over the years to know what he was like and what he was all about. I knew what he did and how he thought. That’s why I wasn’t surprised when I was preaching my first sermon and he showed up towards the ending trying to take over. I knew he was coming and I had waited for this moment with concern and expectation and sure enough, he didn’t disappoint me. He showed up out of nowhere with a list of things he wanted me to say to the people. Manipulative and heartless things that would definitely get the people to respond but at the cost of crushing their souls. Amazingly, I was tempted to let him take over because I was insecure and this was my first alter call. I had seen how he could get people to come forward. For just a moment I thought to myself, “What if no one came forward when I gave the altar call?” The thought of no one responding and of me standing up at the front of the building all alone terrified me to death. It was tempting but I stuck to my guns and refused to give him the service. He left in a huff after making a comment to me about how my ministry career would be "short lived."
I remember driving home after that experience wondering how long I could continue to resist and what the consequences would be. I even considered the possibility that he might be right. Perhaps I was being rebellious in refusing to acknowledge his point of view. I had about eight other pastors on staff at my church that I worked with and almost every one of them submitted to and believed in the man. He controlled their entire ministries and they were all happy. They all loved him and were careful not to ever speak a single word against him. Our staff meetings were almost entirely about how we could all best serve him. Every decision we came to in those meetings ultimately came down to protecting and promoting the man. Several of my pastor co-workers even came to me in love and understanding and tried to reason with me in order to get me to open up to him. Each of them showed a genuine concern for the path I was on. They used bible passages, points of doctrine and personal illustrations in an attempt to get me to rethink my position towards him. Each of them sternly warned me of the dangers of resisting. Maybe it was just me. Maybe I was the problem and the man was really there for my benefit.
Still, I had seen the man hurt too many people. I'd watched him cause too much destruction to change my position mid-stream. I re-committed myself to my former promise to never allow him into my ministry. If holding to that meant my ministry career would be short lived, so be it.
Needless to say, he didn't stop pursuing me.
Once when I preached a sermon about how tithing was not a New Testament concept, my congregations giving went from their usual weekly sum of nearly $3,000 to a weak and wobbly $700. The man would meet me alone in my office late at night and try to convince me to go back to the people and tell them I was wrong. He showed me on paper that I would be out of business in six months if I didn't listen and recant. I was caught between a rock and a hard place. I knew I was dead right in what I had preached and I visibly watched it set the people free, but I also knew in my heart the man was right. The financial consequences would be too much for my ministry to bear. I remember him telling me once that the fact that people reduced their giving after I preached that sermon on tithing was proof that I was out of God’s will. If I were preaching truth, the people would respond by giving more rather then less. When I still didn’t recant, he would sternly remind me that my paycheck comes from him and I would soon be without one if I didn't start paying him more respect.
Another time a group of people from my church who were usually in the service faithfully every single week had started to skip one or two services a month. The man brought it to my attention and said it was because of the freedom I was giving them in my sermons. He tried to get me to drop little statements when I was preaching that would make them feel guilty and obligate them to show up more consistently. I remember him dropping words like "faithful" and "committed" into my head when I was preaching. It was difficult to keep my wits about me and not accidentally say what he wanted me to say. I had to speak slower and weigh every single word before allowing it to leave my mouth because the man was standing right next to me screaming these things in my ear in an attempt to confuse me.
Pretty much every week, he showed up in my office when I was writing a sermon hoping to give his two cents' worth. I hated every one of his ideas and he couldn't stand mine. He would always try to get me to mention him in the sermon as though he and I were friends. He knew that because I had not given him a single minute in any of my services, people were becoming more and more sensitive to his presence when other preachers spoke. I started to see that by not giving in to him, I was actually exposing him. This caused him to fight even harder, lashing out in ways I never dreamed he was capable of.
I think the worst thing he did was when he went to my family members and won them over. He convinced them that I was being totally rebellious because I wouldn't listen to his wisdom. He told them that I was excluding him from my ministry because I wanted all the attention to fall on me. Sadly, they believed him. My family started pleading with me to accept the man and promote him. They confronted me on my attitude and accused me of just trying to stir up controversy. I come from a long line of preachers who all knew and loved the man. Most of my relatives were in the ministry and they all got along with him. They told me it wasn't the man, it was me. I was the one with the problem. The man was equal to God in their eyes and my refusal to submit to him was a refusal to submit to God Himself.
I did not know that the promise I made to myself about not giving in to him would some day cost me nearly every single one of my family relationships. One by one, every one of them separated themselves from me because of my unwillingness to submit to the man. This was perhaps the most devious thing he did to me over the last decade. It was also the most difficult time in my life and it caused me to question everything I thought I knew.
I discovered what ticks him off more than anything in the world: GRACE. The man simply cannot sit still during a grace message. Something happens deep within him that is almost scary to watch. He literally explodes with anger and fear. It quickly became more than clear that the very sound of grace threatened the man's existence and his reaction confirmed that. He despised the grace message so much that he sent spies to my group to dig up dirt on me in an attempt to discredit me so people wouldn’t listen to what I was saying. They would report any use of grace back to the authorities.
I was surprised at how much control he held over the people. Even when he was abusive to them, it seemed that the people would still overlook it and continue to support him. I was amazed at how people sounded like the typical battered wife who makes ridiculous excuses for her husband and tries to convince the world that in spite of his constant control and abuse, he really loves her and is a great guy. It was as though he had drugged them all with something that would make them follow him like lifeless loyal zombies. He had them under so much fear that they were terrified to speak a word against him in public. They had no choice but to serve him and hope that by doing so he would someday treat them favorably by giving them a position of authority in the church.
I was also surprised by how often the people would openly trade in their freedom in exchange for a quick fling with the man. When given the choice; a surprising number of people chose the man over their own freedom. It was as if they despised him and loved him at the same time. Because the man made sure none of them had ever had so much of a glimpse of freedom in their lifetime, they couldn’t find any inspiration in the concept of it. They couldn’t find motivation in something they had never experience before. Most of them felt they needed the man standing over them spewing out threats of hell and damnation in order for them to get motivated in their Christian walk. When he was no longer there, they would find themselves idly doing nothing or sinning in ways they’d never imagined. Freedom soon became the enemy. People began to fear what they might do without the man in their life.
Eventually the man made good on his promise to me. He did everything he could to get me out of the position I was in as Pastor. After gaining the love and adoration of my extended family, he began launching attacks on my immediate family. He got people in our church to exclude my wife from social circles. He even threatened to turn my own children against me if I didn't hand over the reins to my ministry. After four grueling years of this constant battle, I finally resigned.
Ministering to The Man
I honestly felt that if I separated myself from the church and the man, I could concoct a plan to help him change his ways. I knew he had problems, but rather than just expose him or complain about him, I figured I could help rehabilitate him. It seemed at the time like the Christian thing to do. Besides, everyone I knew was telling me that I was being critical by talking badly about him without first presenting alternative ideas on how he might be helped. It seemed that in most people’s minds, abandoning the man entirely was not an option. The majority of people honestly felt that God created the man and gave him his position. Turning our backs on the man would be the same as turning our backs on God Himself.
I met a group of friends who had left their church because of the man, just as I had. They had a weekly meeting in their home and they invited me to come for a visit. I was more than happy to attend. I thought perhaps I would meet some people who understood what I went through with the man. More than anything, I was excited to be in a Christian meeting without him present. This would be a first for me. As far back as I can remember, he was always present with us in church, so participating in a Christian meeting where he was absent was especially exciting. It even felt wrong in a weird way. It felt rebellious. I secretly wondered if we were going to get in trouble for doing this. I remember even feeling like this particular meeting wouldn’t count in heaven’s meeting logs because the man wasn’t present. I didn’t actually think that thought all the way through but it was a feeling that kind of hovered in the back of my mind.
The meeting started out great. It seemed that everyone in the room knew about and hated the man. They talked openly about all he had done to them before they left their church. I felt right at home for the first time in years. We laughed and cried together as each person opened up and told their stories about their dealings with the man and what he had done to them. About five minutes into the meeting however, I looked up and was astonished and completely taken aback by what I saw. Sitting right there among them, in a cheap disguise, was THE MAN! I couldn't believe my eyes. No one recognized him but I would know that guy anywhere. I immediately lunged forward and tore off his disguise, exposing him to everyone in the room. My heart was racing but I felt like the town hero for just a brief moment because I had saved my new friends from him. To my absolute dismay, these people didn't thank me at all. They didn't react like I would have expected. In fact, they were furious with me, and demanded that I leave and not return. I left that day embarrassed and utterly confused.
One of them called me at home later that night and explained that they all knew it was the man but they felt it was okay that he attended because he was wearing a disguise. They promised me that he behaved in their meetings and he didn't try to take control. They wanted him there because they were trying to minister to him and help rehabilitate him. They considered him their personal project. They told me that I had been a little too harsh and needed to give him another chance. Rather than just abandon him forever, they had decided to take the high road and reach out to him. One of them explained to me that regardless of how we all felt about the man, we needed him. He told me that God is the one who created the man and because he belonged to God, we weren’t allowed to hold meetings without him.
The more people I met outside the church, the more I began to open my heart to the concept of rehabilitating the man. It made sense because the man clearly had a huge influence on the church. In fact, he owned it. If we could successfully change the man for the better, we would be affecting millions of people who have suffered abuse by the man. The effects of this could reach around the world and back. For the next year, I spent every waking hour trying to come up with a model of behavior that we could present to the man. It felt like we were presenting halloween masks to him to see which one fit the best. Perhaps we could teach him to focus on helping people instead of using them. Maybe we could take some of his power away but still give him a role in the church but under strict supervision. Our goal was to help him understand things like grace and forgiveness. I would soon find this dream and goal to be a dead end road, for the man hated these things with a passion.
After discovering that helping him was impossible, I began to go through the Bible line by line in an effort to separate and unravel the man’s teachings from what was actually in Scripture. It was a twisted tangled mess. He had successfully woven his rules and doctrines into almost every principle and concept of the Bible. It was like a cancerous parasite with thousands of deadly tentacles that had invaded its victim so thoroughly that nothing short of a miracle could separate the two. The more I studied, the more I began to notice a common denominator that spider webbed throughout all of his teachings. There definitely was an overall message the man was promoting and it had very little to do with the actual Gospel. What I found literally made me gasp in disbelief.
Discovering the essence of "The Man"
I've stated publicly that I think there are many wonderful Pastors with sincere hearts who are not out to control and manipulate the people in their church. Pastors who have made it their personal goal to encourage others into a life of freedom and relationship with the Father. Pastors who have for the most part forced themselves not to listen to the man in an effort to focus more on the people in their congregation. I still stand by that statement just as strongly today, and because I know these pastors exist, I have been long-suffering towards the man and have refrained from launching bloody attacks. I was careful not to lob a grenade at him and take the chance of hurting one of the hostages he had in his grip.
There is no chance that the man will become saved in this lifetime or any other. Trying to reason with him and encourage change is not only a losing battle, but it's a complete waste of time. He will never change. In fact, there is not one single piece of him that is open to it because his entire essence is bent upon the utter destruction of God’s people. This is not a statement made out of bitterness. What I am telling you is absolutely true. No amount of gentle talk and loving patience will change the man because he isn't interested in either. He's been faking it all along. He has fooled people for almost 2000 years, making them believe that his intentions are to benefit the body of Christ. Nothing could be further from the truth because:
"The Man" is a devout atheist.
When I began to identify the teachings that came straight from "The System that runs Church," I found that not only were they NOT found in the Bible, but they were completely opposite from the words of Scripture. The man's teachings are easy to identify because the heart of all of them is self-preservation. They are teachings that twist the original meaning of a scripture in just the right way as to ensure the man's future at any cost. I've found that this is the one common denominator to all teachings that were created by the system.
The pattern to these false teachings is pretty much the same every time. God is made to look short fused, too holy to reach and relationally-repulsive. He’s turned into an impossible to please narcissist who cares more about His own glory than He does about anything or anyone else. He is given a personality that no normal person would want to be close too. If it weren’t for the chance of heaven at the end of your life you probably wouldn’t even be friends with Him. Every teaching leaves us with a picture of a god who demands the impossible and is never satisfied with anything we do. Once this twisted picture of God is laid in the hearts of the people, the man then slides in and replaces God with himself.
In a very short amount of time and with very little convincing, people become more comfortable spending time with the man then they do with the version of God that the man has presented to them. Their view of God is so repulsive and horrid that they willingly exchange God for the man with little or no fight at all.
Now you need the man to keep you out of hell and away from God at the same time.
It's the perfect crime. Kidnap a child, convince him that his father gave you permission to do so. Make him think you love him and then slowly turn him against his father. Before you know it, you don't even have to lock the cage. You can take the cuffs off and open the door wide, and the kid will choose to stay with you. Where else is he going to go? The only thing you have to worry about is the possibility that the boy's father may someday find him and prove to him that he's been lied to. If that ever happens, you're toast.
Almost every practice or ritual we have been taught in church is not only based on the man's quest for self-preservation but strangely they also prove his unbelief in God. This is precisely why Christians in this generation are so confused. Their pastor clearly teaches about God, but the system that their pastor serves is atheistic at its core. This is almost impossible to recognize when you're in the thick of it, but once you separate yourself from it and put some distance between yourself and your religion, it becomes embarrassingly obvious.
Evidence of atheism
The system proudly preaches that we need to step in and "disciple" new believers. Christianity has even coined the term, "The discipleship movement." This slogan is based on this generation's belief that it’s our job to walk with and disciple new Christians. Think about this for a moment. This has happened because today's Christians simply do not believe in an accessible Jesus. Rather than make disciples of Christ; we make them our disciples because there is something inside of us that just intuitively knows that they won't grow if we don't step in and do things ourselves. Something deep within the institutionalized Christian rolls it’s eyes at the idea that a person would actually know the living Jesus in a personal way. That "intuition" is unbelief. Suggesting that we simply turn people over to Christ sounds idealistic to most modern day Christian leaders. The leaders speak the word of God to the people, not God Himself.
The man teaches us that the "main way" we hear God's voice is through reading the Bible. This is an atheist's way of trading something that is invisible and spiritual for something physical. It's interesting that the Bible never once makes this claim about itself. More on this topic later.
For the man to survive in the Christian religion, the very definition of spirituality must be altered and reformed into something a bit more concrete. Rather than knowing God in our hearts, we’re taught that we have to know our bibles. If we know our bibles; we know God. This way, divine inspiration can be claimed by anyone with a Bible and a set of reading glasses. Before we know it, we’re living in a society where everything is weighed against the pastors interpretation of the bible. People who claim to have heard from God on their own, aside from their Bible, are skeptically frowned upon and sometimes even excommunicated altogether. The entire system reeks of a mentality that God is dead and we all are left with His book. At the very least, He is absent. He’s put heaven on auto-pilot because now that we have the bible, heaven can run itself. All answers, responses, blessings, promises and orders are found in the bible. Just read it and do what it says. The man has officially turned Christianity into an academic club.
In fact, in many Christian circles, I've found that "spiritual maturity" is defined by a person's willingness to question or doubt their own ability to hear God's voice, while at the same time, having complete confidence in their Pastor's ability. Spiritual growth is gauged in the man's house by how much trust is put in the man and how little trust you put in yourself.
The man not only gets us to second guess our ability to hear from God, but he also convinces us to question our ability to even hear from ourselves! From the moment we enter the man's home, he requires us to forfeit any and all traces of self-confidence. I call this the stupefaction-doctrine. Amazingly he has successfully convinced an entire generation of institutional offspring to believe that they are nothing more than stupid, simpleminded, idiotic, scatterbrained, asinine, dimwitted, ignorant idiots. We're made to feel like our personal intelligence lies somewhere on the scale between a fichus tree and a rock.
What is even more astonishing is that he has somehow convinced people to stand up and proudly proclaim their incompetence to the world! Those who do this in the most prolific manner are applauded and hailed as our humble leaders. This is another sign of "spiritual maturity" in the man's house. If we openly talk about how easily deceived and led astray we are, and how we can't trust ourselves as far as we can throw ourselves, we are praised and lifted up as a spiritual example to all. The baffling irony is that in the very next breath, we proudly proclaim that we are "children of God." This is either irrefutable proof that God was loaded on LSD when He created us or that He just doesn't exist at all. Our belief in these lies and the teachings themselves are evidence that "the system" that runs and controls the institution of church is inherently atheist.
The Man's God Complex
Unbelief exposes itself in many ways, but perhaps its most common and telling manifestation is when someone actually begins to believe that they are God. This is simply not possible unless you first believe that there is not another. This characteristic is unmistakably woven into the essence of the system that rules church. The man unashamedly calls himself the body of Christ, and he even refers to his building as the house of God. He has hijacked nearly every Christian custom in an attempt to divert all focus and attention to himself. If you serve the man, you’re serving God. If you give money to the man, you’re giving to God. To speak against the man is to speak against God Himself!
This is also why the man teaches people that God speaks through the Pastor's sermon. What we are really saying is, "If you've heard us, you've heard God." In other words, look no further. It is not by accident that the majority of Christians have been trained to go to a paid staff Pastor in order to hear from God. Though the man would almost certainly not admit to such training, he cannot argue against the results. This is a disturbing and accurate description of the man's offspring in this generation.
Over and over, I watch the man publicly proclaim his divinity and each time I am astounded at how readily people buy into it. I have family members who don't even think I'm a Christian any more because I quit going to the man's house every Sunday. The man has taught them that he is God and in their hearts they now believe it. He has fooled them into looking to him to supply all their needs. He's successfully convinced an entire generation of his offspring of this terrible lie. Sadly, many people who attend his church actually came because they were sold on the idea of him rather than God. When the truth of God's heart is revealed to these people they are repelled because it goes against the heart of the man. It was the man they wanted from the beginning.
Unbelievably, the man has taught millions of people that he is, "The body of Christ." Anytime any scripture refers to "the body," the man has psychologically inserted himself into that role in the minds of the people. A term that so beautifully refers to believers everywhere, has now been stolen away by the man. Now the average Christian is taught that if they don't attend the man's services, they are "outside the body." How in the world has this happened?
Things that only God Himself is responsible for have been hijacked by the man and are now distributed as the man sees fit. Things like "spiritual food" that Christians need in order to survive, are now considered to be the sole responsibility of the man to distribute according to his wisdom. The man has taught the people that if they don't go to his house; they don't eat. This is the number one thing I hear from Christians of this generation. "I go to get fed," "Who will feed me if I don't go to church?" These statements are spoken without the slightest check in ones spirit, because the man has convinced them that he and he alone is their provider. In fact, they can't even pick up a spiritual fork and bring it to their own mouths any more. The man does it all while they sit there in their pews drooling and snorting like helpless infants.
The man warns us that we'll starve to death if we ever leave him. He tells us stories about others who left, and were reduced to skin and bones in a matter of weeks. Repentant runaways often take the stage to stand before us and testify about the world of famine that exists beyond the man's property line. They tell dreadful tales about the guy who foolishly attempted to handle a fork on his own, only to jab himself straight in the eyeball and nearly lose his vision forever. They plead with us not to try this at home. Just leave the spiritual feeding to the man.
They lovingly explain to us that because of our inner nature of ignorance and stupidity, we are quite likely to mistake a bowl of rusty razor blades for oatmeal, or a can of ignited gasoline for a glass of milk. What would we do then? There's no point even risking it because we're just too stupid. Being as dimwitted and simpleminded as the man has taught us we are, we would almost certainly be deceived by the first heretical teaching that came along. Why take a chance on accidentally selling mama's last cow to an evil stranger for a handful of magic beans? If you love mama, you'll just shut up and stay in church.
Since I left the institutional church almost five years ago, I have had no less than 300 sincere people sternly caution me concerning the dangerous position in which I've placed myself and my family. They'll ask me who my "covering" is, because in their minds, the only valid covering in all the world is the man. When I tell them that the man refused to cover me so I asked God to do the job and He agreed, they shake with anger. I can literally see them burning in their hearts at me! Entire ministries have blackballed me because I wasn't under the covering of the man. Incredibly these people went from thinking I was IN danger without the man's covering to believing that I was A danger. Believe me when I tell you that the man has convinced today's Christians that he and he alone is God Almighty, and the overwhelming majority of them have bought into it hook, line, and sinker!
Even our worship to the Father has been confiscated and put under the man's authority. Christians today have been bred to believe that they must go to church to worship. Think about that one and consider the ramifications for just a moment. This underlying message that comes from the man is evidence of a God-complex and further evidence of a heart of unbelief that there even is a God.
I can almost audibly hear the sound of people reading these words and saying to themselves, "That's not true of me and my church. They have always taught us that worship is a lifestyle and we can do it every day." I said the man was an atheist, not a stupid atheist. He's like the abusive husband who pronounces the words "I love you" and then beats the hell out of his wife. Now her heart tells her he hates her, but in her head, she can never rightfully say he doesn't love her because he told her he did. For every 100 Christians who tell me that they don't need their church to worship God, about 95 NEVER worship Him unless they are in church. Our heart knows the truth, but our head believes the man.
The man believes he is God so much that he even directs all Christian giving unto himself and he does so without any regard for consequence. Giving means one thing to the system of church. It means give to the man. Every single Bible verse that has anything to do with giving is cleverly altered. Pastors twist verses that are clearly about giving to the poor, the hungry, the widows, the fatherless or the homeless, and when they're finished, it means GIVE TO THE MAN. Amazingly, the people scurry for their pocketbooks and race to oblige him. In fact he flat out declares publicly that when you give to the man you're giving to God Himself. What more proof do we need?
The man has made God the boogie man so that we would never have intimacy with God and leave the man. As long as we are afraid of God, but still need Him for heaven, we will need the man to keep us in line with mindless and heartless rituals that just meet the mark to go to heaven. The grace message causes people to stand on their own and love him from their hearts. Once that happens, people no longer need things like accountability or law to keep them in line. Grace threatens the very existence of the man and he knows it.
For many, learning to live life without the man is a difficult process. His superstitions have been drilled into their heads for years. Most people sincerely wonder if they can even survive apart from him and an amazing number of folks find themselves running back to him the moment they feel insecure. They've been programmed to do exactly that.
I have discovered that it is possible to break free from the grip of the man, and know God at the same time. In fact, I've found that it's almost impossible to know God UNTIL you break free from the man. Some people may never make this move and my heart breaks for them. Many others will and they'll go on to live their Christian lives in the wild. They'll discover the truth about the heart of God and they'll find themselves wondering whey they ever listened to the man in the first place. These are the people we call, Free Believers!
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