Blast from the Past…
by John B
I remember lots of people wondering if they had committed the unpardonable sin. The very idea of a sin that couldn’t be forgiven was pretty scary, and the church was always pretty vague on just what that sin was. I think the best explanation I heard was that it had something to do with cursing the Holy Spirit; they said that if you were worried about committing it, then you hadn’t committed it.
The whole idea of sin, of course, is bogus. “Sin” is a man-made concept. What it boils down to is committing a crime in a religious context — it isn’t something you can go to jail for, but if we can dupe you into believing in religion, we can threaten you with death and control your life.
Not About Sin
In spite of the title, this article is not about sin. It’s about something much worse. A few months back I posted an article entitled “When Should You Forgive?”; this article is about forgiveness, and things you can do that should bar you from ever receiving forgiveness.
None of us is perfect. We all know that, and if we ever forgot it, the WCG leadership wasted no time reminding us. We’ve all made mistakes, we continue to make mistakes, and we will always make mistakes. To err is human. Because we aren’t perfect, most of us find it within our hearts to forgive others when they offend us. Doing so not only releases the other person from guilt, but relieves our own frustration as well. But there are times when forgiving others is not, or should not, be an option.
Most of the time, when people offend us, they don’t do it consciously. I’ve offended people without realizing it, and I’m sure they didn’t always tell me about it. No doubt there are still people holding grudges against me that I know nothing about. Without knowing who or what or when, I can’t make it right. Until I’m made aware of the problem, I can’t correct it, and until then, it isn’t my problem.
Almost anything can be forgiven, if the guilty person acknowledges his offense and makes it right. Spouses have forgiven their significant others for cheating, for example, and that would be a hard one to forgive. Many ex-members of the cult have forgiven their pastors for their brutality (which I am not willing to do until the bastard stops doing it to others). Each person must choose what he or she is willing to forgive, and I offer no judgment for or against their decision, even if I don’t agree with it — it’s their life and their peace of mind. I can’t argue with whatever will offer a person relief.
The Unpardonable Sin
But there is one “sin”, one pattern of behavior, which cannot, in my estimation, be forgiven. That pattern of behavior is child abuse.
Everyone knows about child abuse. Many of you reading this have experienced it. The media talks about it all the time, and the courts are pretty severe with people who commit it. From time to time we are stupefied by stories of people beating, burning, starving, even chaining children in closets. We hear all the time about the sexual abuse of children. These are criminal acts which merit a very, very long prison sentence.
Such crimes are clearly inexcusable, and it doesn’t take a warp-scientist to understand that. But I’m not talking about that kind of child abuse. As bad as it is, there are laws and agencies that deal with those kinds of abuse. The abuse I’m talking about is, in many ways, even worse, and there is no one out there to take action when it occurs. No statutes exist to punish the offenders in these cases. The offenders go free, and only the victim can free himself from the effects of his trauma. But in order to do so, he or she must recognize what has happened and what life-long effects he is suffering.
Religious Child Abuse
For lack of a better term, I will call this kind of abuse “Religious Child Abuse”, although you don’t have to be religious to commit it. But it seems to be most prevalent among people who practice religion, who have been brainwashed by some preacher somewhere (and not just in the COGs).
(In the paragraphs that follow, I will be talking about a few specifics that might offend some of the holiest readers. You have been warned; unfortunately, anyone who stops reading now is probably the very person who needs this information.)
What is religious child abuse? How do you define it and what kind of damage does it do? Simply stated, religious child abuse is when you use the concept of God to crush a child’s spirit and ruin his or her life.
There are many ways this can be done, far more than I am aware of. But I can give you some examples, and from there you should be able to identify other instances of religious child abuse when you see it.
One of the major concerns of most Christians is the behavior of their kids. This was especially true in WCG, where “child-rearing” was a major topic. Everyone wanted to be a “good” Christian parent, and wanted people to view their kids as well trained. To accomplish this, many parents visited horrors upon their kids that were worthy of felony arrest.
Moms and Masturbation
There is a terrible irony when you look at the facts of life in WCG. Parents subjected their children to codes of conduct drawn up by some of the most horrible people on the planet. Men like Garner Ted Armstrong and Herman L. Hoeh set the standards that church children were expected to live up to. This was especially true in sexual matters.
“WE WON’T HAVE MAS-TUR-BAY-SHUN IN GOD’S CHURCH!” — Herman Hoeh, circa 1964
“So I walked up to this kid and I said, ‘WHY DON’T YOU STOP PLAYING WITH YOURSELF!'” –Garner Ted Armstrong, circa 1966
Herman Hoeh kept a photo collection of naked boys. GTA admitted (perhaps “bragged” is more accurate) to having sex with about 35 college co-eds and over 200 ministers’ wives. Herbert W. Armstrong raped his own daughter for ten long years; toward the end of his life he wrote his infamous “flog log”.
Grand paragons of virtue, they!
And you want to raise your kids by their values?
Look, let’s be blunt. Masturbation may be a little embarrassing for some to talk about, but there’s essentially nothing wrong with it. I don’t know how it works for girls, but boys have this thing called a prostate. That little thing generates several gallons of semen a day (sure felt like it, anyhow!), and just like a bladder that fills up with urine, that stuff has to get out. It just does. So when a kid is 14, 15, or 19 years old, and isn’t married, and isn’t allowed to have sex with girls…well, you figure it out. Nocturnal emissions might help, but they don’t happen frequently enough, and the days and hours in between are extremely miserable.
If you’re a mom with a teenaged son, get off his back! You haven’t been through what he’s going through. As long as he does it in private and washes his hands afterward, ignore it. He isn’t going to go blind and hair won’t grow on his palms. If you fill him with shame over something he has no control over, you’re going to ruin his life! There may be consequences far worse than a few stained bed sheets.
And that’s enough about that subject.
Bad Parenting
Bad parenting comes in many forms, and the parent who is obsessed that his kids obey every jot and tittle is the worst parent of all. Such parents are likely to insist that their kids study the Bible X number of hours per day, refuse to let them partake in normal childhood activities, and closely monitor their friends to make sure Satan doesn’t somehow enter them unawares. Such parents may insist their kids hang out with “church” kids whose parents seem to be important, even though those kids might be the worst possible companions. This scenario has a thousand patterns, and I think you get the picture.
It’s true that children need to be trained, need to be guided. But don’t be anal about it. What does a kid really need to know? Teach him to respect other people, teach him a sense of fair play, and then step back. The rest will take care of itself. You may need to use a nudge now and then, but that doesn’t mean beatings with a belt or episodes of screaming that fill a kid with shame.
The very worst thing you can do is fill a kid with shame!
Kids are kids. It takes time — years — for them to grow up. Those years are important, even vital, because those are the years when kids learn how to interact with others. They make mistakes, lots of them. But that’s what those years are for. Childhood is the time to make mistakes and learn from them. That’s why kids still live with their parents — they aren’t ready to make their own way in the world, and until they are, they must be fed, sheltered, and nourished. You don’t nourish a kid by browbeating him or her. You don’t prepare a kid for adulthood by making him ashamed of his body and its needs. That should be obvious to any rational person, but religion and its tenets blind the most well intentioned to these simple, obvious facts.
Religion creates bad parents!
Give Them A Break
I was always amazed in WCG how hard the kids had it (and I didn’t know the half of it). They taught us that you needed the Holy Spirit in order to obey God. You couldn’t get the Holy Spirit until you were baptized. You couldn’t get baptized until you were “mature” (i.e., an adult). Ergo, kids couldn’t be baptized, and thus did not have the Holy Spirit. But by god! They were expected to toe the line! They were expected to be perfect! Kids never got a break!
By contrast, the worst members in WCG were usually the old people. Those with the “hoary” head (whore-y head? I was never quite sure)! Some of those old codgers (and there were good ones, too) pulled some of the most outrageous crap you could imagine, spreading gossip and divisiveness wherever they went. Many were selfish, petty, petulant, and just plain cantankerous. But did they ever face discipline? Maybe some did, but I never saw it happen. The old people, according to the Bible, were supposed to be “wise and full of years”, and their “wisdom” was to be a beacon for the rest of us to live by. Very few of them were, yet they seemed to have a blank check when it came to bad behavior.
But the kids never got a break.
It was bad enough being a kid with a weird religion. Kids face more severe peer pressure than anyone else on the planet. Kids can be extremely cruel to other kids, and no one knows that more than a church kid. What kids want more than anything else is to be accepted by their peers. Most of those peers are the kids at school, and if you are the one odd-ball in the group, your life is going to be miserable.
So your parents suddenly adopt this weird religion. Not only do you go to church on Saturday, but you can’t observe most major holidays. You have to go to school in January and suffer through other kids asking what you got for Christmas. You can’t go trick-or-treating. You can’t go to football or basketball games on Friday night. You can’t eat hotdogs. The list of what you can’t do is several times longer than the things you can do. You stick out like a sore thumb, and everyone notices you. A lot of people shun you.
You can’t date anyone at school, you can’t go to parties, you may be forced to dress in clothing that is years out of style. If you’re a girl, you’re forbidden to wear makeup, or some of the more stylish fashions.
All of that is bad enough. Up to this point, it’s just plain hard to be a church kid. But then it gets worse.
The Really Unpardonable Sin
Not only do you belong to a weird religion, you are a member of a cult! That cult has a high-profile leader who screams and foams and threatens his followers with extreme violence if they fail to obey his voice. Enforcing that leader’s desires is a task force of men called ministers (though they do very little actual “ministering”). These men scream and foam and threaten people at the local level, browbeating parents and kids alike. The parents, beaten down already, try to enforce this abject lifestyle on their children, often screaming and foaming and threatening.
This is religious child abuse. This is the unpardonable sin.
But it gets worse. Common sense goes out the window. Not only do the parents force their kids to live this lifestyle, they often make stupid decisions that, on the face of it, should be obviously wrong. Girls are sometimes forced to date men many years their senior, men who seem creepy to them. Sometimes these girls are date-raped, but does anyone believe them? Hell no! If anything happened, it’s the girl’s fault!
What happened to common sense? Can’t you tell that there is something weird about a 35 year-old man, still living with his mother, who wants to date a 16 year-old girl? Doesn’t that seem a little odd to you? Have you ever heard of child molesters? Have you ever heard of stalkers? Have you ever heard of perverts?
Granted, the guy may still be single simply because he lives in a cult with very few eligible women, and is not allowed to marry outside the cult. But a 16 year-old girl? What happened to common sense?
Now here comes a kid with a dream. She wants to be an artist. She has a lot of talent. She does beautiful work, and doing it brings her a great deal of satisfaction. Will she find any support from the people at “church”? Not on your life! More likely, she will be encouraged to learn cooking, cleaning, and all the domestic skills she will need to become a “Proverbs 31 woman”; i.e., her only role in life is to be someone’s wife and bear his children.
Nothing wrong with that, of course. The girl may even have that goal as part of her dream. But she can be a wife, a mother, and still be so much more! She can be an artist as well, pursue a career, and find fulfillment in life. But not in the cult. People in the cult (and probably her parents as well) will tell her to forget it — God didn’t “call” her to draw pictures. God expects her to live a “godly life” (whatever that means)! Who does she think she is, anyway? She can’t be an artist. She can’t be famous. That’s vanity! Why should she waste her time drawing pictures when she can be praying and studying instead? After all, she needs to prepare herself to raise godly children, doesn’t she?
Enough people tell her that, and her parents don’t back her up, and her dream is crushed. Her spirit is crushed. And she is miserable for the rest of her days.
Here’s a boy who excels in sports. He’s a gifted baseball player. He has the talent to make the pros. But he can’t pursue that dream. If he plays high-school ball, he may have to play on the “Sabbath”. So he either doesn’t play at all, or at best has an understanding coach who lets him play when he can.
Let’s assume the latter. The coach lets him play the Wednesday games and those Friday games that start before sunset, though he has to step out in the 3rd inning because the sun is going down. The kid at least gets to play, and he excels. Word of his skill reaches a major league scout. The scout watches the kid play and, upon graduation, approaches him with an offer.
What is that kid going to do? He desperately wants to play major league ball, but no franchise is going to put him in the roster when he can’t play Friday night or Saturday. They just won’t. Not even Jewish players get that kind of break, and when one steps down for Yom Kippur, it makes network headlines.
The boy makes his decision. He has to obey God. He walks away from a once-in-a-lifetime career that most people only dream about, but he might actually achieve. His spirit is crushed. He will never be the same again. Perhaps, in 20 years, he will come to recognize that what he thought was “God’s true church” is nothing more than a blood-sucking cult, and he gets out. But what then? He’s 38 years old, the age he should be retiring from his major league career. The window of opportunity closed years ago. Now it’s too late.
What do you say to that boy, now a middle-aged man, when he realizes he could have had that career, that he should have signed that contract? What do you say to him now? What do you tell him to console him? How do you make him feel better?
The answer? You don’t. There is nothing you can say!
That, ladies and gentlemen, is religious child abuse.
That…is the unpardonable sin!
There are so many more scenarios, every one of them true to life. There are tens of thousands of people out there with stories to tell even more horrible than anything I have related. Perhaps you have a similar story. I encourage you to share it with the readers of Painful Truth. Send us an email. It’s important that people realize, that people understand. Why?
Because the unpardonable sin is still being committed every day in the splinter cults and the WCG!
— 07/31/2005
Of course, this sort of material always gets one thinking retrospectively. Obviously, John wrote this because it concerns a slice of life from typical baby boomers who grew up and came of age in the Radio Church of God, and then the Worldwide Church of God, or Armstrongism as it is commonly called. Since, as a group, this sect teaches that the values taught by their “apostle” are timeless, and something of value, to be preserved, we know that although times have changed, and even though the apocalypse failed to come in 1975, kids today somewhere are suffering the same types of mental, physical, and spiritual abuse, and it very likely seems even worse, and more out of place to them because society has changed somewhat.
The internet has helped me resolve so much that went terribly wrong as a result of Armstrongism. Back even 15 years ago, if a person wanted to verify, prove, or disprove something that just didn’t seem right about Armstrongism, the process was just overwhelming. The best one could do would be to go to one of the better libraries in a major city, and start looking for answers. The librarian, and his or her knowledge and experience, became your “browser”. What librarian had the fund of knowledge that would have helped anyone with British Israelism, first century church history, Babylonian and Helenistic influences, law and grace, or the many topics which confronted individuals who had fallen under the influence of HWA? These days it is all systematized, with lookups on any topic keyed by computer.
You can even find out what happened to what I call “the control group”, the people we knew and learned with in the public schools we attended that were never part of WCG. The ways in which Armstrongism affected my particular personality type is that I spent most of my life in the aftermath of 1975, right up until about five years ago, catching up on all of the things that interested me but were forbidden by HWA. There was an endless string of hotrods, motorcycles, wives and girlfriends, rock concerts, motorsports events and illegal street racing, the ocean, massive partying, and of course the accompanying adult libations that enhanced ones enjoyment of these things. Pure adrenaline. This, from the repressed high school wallflower type kid whose daily hours in school provided counterbalance and a modicum of sanity, but who basically was a spectator watching his “normal” classmates from the outside looking in. This “explosion” took place and lasted long after my classmates in the control group had settled down to follow their life’s dream, and to pursue their life’s work. I did apply myself to my career, in fact I am the only one in my state who does the things that I do. And, the opportunities are currently trending upwards. So, I guess at least in my case, everything has resolved itself well. Perhaps, in a perverse way, Armstrongism ended up being an unintended portal to an exciting life.
From what I’ve learned on the internet, my classmates from the 1960s, even the rebel types, appear to have lived much more settled and orderly lives, obviously having been far better rooted philosophically, and having received higher quality nurturing from their parents, families, and religious influences. My school years were spent in two vastly different school communities, one I will call Abington Heights, and the other Lower Merion. Both were relatively affluent communities. Abington heights had some really provincial attitudes, as does much of small town Americana. However, it appears that classmates largely married amongst themselves, those marriages have survived long term, even the unlikely ones have enjoyed some fairly impressive careers, and many have remained in that same community, or close by. Obviously, surrounding community was a profound influence in their quality of life. Lower Merion was much more cosmopolitan. We in Armstrongism had many Jewish influences in our lives, and the demographic for that school system involving substantial Jewish representation meant that I and my siblings found much greater acceptance from our classmates. By this time, I had also developed blending skills, and enjoyed actually smoking and drinking with the types of people who would normally have teased and harrassed me in my former high school. Once again, due to a prevailing support system, many of my classmates became overachievers. One of my best smoking in the boys room bad boy buddies earned his doctorate, and another class clown type friend became an attorney!
There is a common thread amongst those who grew up in Armstrongism, but there are also highly individualized aspects to each of our lives. In certain ways, I consider myself fortunate to have escaped at age 28. But, my teenage years in the cult were on the extreme side of the spectrum because my parents were very diligent in applying the so-called child rearing principles. The materials we are now reading from those who have escaped the stricter splinter groups which claim to be preserving the “legacy” of Herbert Armstrong are every bit as alarming as what John has described in his article. Hopefully, we and the internet can continue to debunk and diffuse this and other dangerous cults, helping others to have a better quality of life!
BB
Just thought of a couple more points on this topic.
Whether or not they choose to admit it, Armstrongism taught conditional love. That is what the whole disfellowshipment and shunning process was all about. My way, or the highway. That is how they set themselves up as gatekeepers.
In the communities in which I grew up, apparently the love non-ACOG parents had even for their rebel type kids, was unconditional. Somehow, they got advice as to what colleges to send their children who had less than stellar grade point averages, or had gotten themselves into trouble, and they were able to overcome the youthful challenges in such a way that doctors, dentists, lawyers, accountants, architects, and even a chief of police were produced, as well as a few executives along the way. While this was happening, some of us in “the church” were literally being threatened with Viet Nam!
Fruits are considered to provide perhaps the ultimate evaluation of a Christian. This is yet another area in which Armstrongism has proven to be completely wanting.
BB
Bob,
That was an excellent commentary as to the wcg experience.
I too prospered after I left. The prospects were bright and life took on a shining light instead of the gloom and doom perspective that I had at the time.
One thing the cult did for me at the time was to become a crutch. It and its teachings became an excuse to forgo personal responsibility. That all changed when I began to research religion and cults (mind control).