AN OPEN LETTER TO ALL EX-Worldwide Church of God MINISTERS

People are generally forgiving, and if they see their “repentant” ex-pastor has the guts to openly apologize, then maybe you’ll all have more friends than you know. Remember, if Bill Clinton had told the truth about he and Monica in the beginning, his popularity would have shot through the roof, and this country – as a whole – would have forgiven him.
“The truth shall set you free.”

Blast from the past…

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Apathy

Good and Evil are what results from Empathy and Apathy. When one is indifferent they let go the reigns of hope. When one has Empathy they open themselves up to others and share in their pain. Empathy offers hope and engenders respect. It is uplifting, and in its purest form it is love, the giving and sharing that cannot be destroyed by the indifference of apathy.


If a cult-member is apathetic, then they’re content and will seek NO further. They will not advance in their education, and so they’ll never bother to deeply study their gurus questionable theology.

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Horror Story

Over at our sister site “CULTS” we had a respondent to the article
Who Was Herbert W. Armstrong.” Allnea is replying to the following comment made by George:

Hi: My Ex-wife and I were in the WWCG for ten years from 1964-1974, I was “baptized” by ‘ole Joe Tkach. I have ben affected all through my life by the experience. I’m now 74 and have tried to work with members as the church was falling apart in the ’90’s. It was a great education and my present wife who was a Nun and I do not attend any church! Finding more and more people leaving their churches in droves. We need to go back to “Where one or two are gathered in my name, I will be with you”! Hope to hear from some former members, especially from the Chicago Land area!

  • Hi. I grew up in the WWCOG from 1970- 1992, the age of 4-16 yrs old. I remember watching Herbert W. On the TV & im 44yrs old now. I attended a the church in Cape Girardeau, MO. My adopted mother was extremely abusive to my little brother & i who she & my adopted father adopted in 1981. Her biological son raped & sodomized me from age 5-10yrs old & i believe i had psychiatric breakdown at 10yrs old as she was fixing to leave us with Her son again (he terrorized me everytime she left him to babysit us!) She left eventually when i was 14 & i wasso happy! At age 16 my dad gave me the decision if i wanted to continue going to church or not! I chose not to! I really didn’t know i had grown up in a cult til more recent years! I remember being teased in school for not celebrating holidays & not eating “unclean” meats & for celebrating the holy days of the Bible! At the time, i remember being taught that we were the 1, true church & badically outsiders (non believers) would attack us for our Christian beliefs! I chose not to go anymore at age 16 bcuz i felt scared! It was always a fire & brimstone teaching so to speak! I felt damned to Hell no matter what & it just didn’t feel right! My Dad stayed in the chur h & i always remembered him saying the church was going through changes bcuz they had came to believe thst they had been following some false teachings & i never really questiined that. It wasvery disheartening to read thst i actually had been raised in a cult after doing some readings & watching a mans testimony about the cult on an episode of Haunted on Netflix! I knew my childhood was not what it should’ve been but now looking back , i can see where the cult had so many brainwashed! & to find out that Herbert W was a pedophile himself is just mind-blowing to me! I can’t believe that it has taken this many years to find out the horrible truths behind the lies of this so-called prophet of God! I no longer go to Church either but i do believe in a loving, merciful God!


    Alinea, you can learn more here and here

Revisiting “Image”

Here’s a older article about corporate imaging. Apply it to your church because after all, it is just another corporation. Enjoy.


Michael stood alone in the middle of the foyer of the Seattle Masonic Hall, people swirling around and past him without interacting with him, a solitary island in the midst of a sea of people. I noticed he was new and that apparently, no one was interested in getting to know him. It made me feel sad. I went over and introduced myself to him and began learning about him. Over the next few weeks and months, I had him over to dinner with my family several times and we even went and worked out together at the gym. I learned about this “good guy” and he had a lot of depth that most people would not expect.

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