Some years back,while i was traveling north in company of my eldest brother (who’s a ex eb Christian nowadays) so as to go and help him retrieve one of his vehicles,up in Auckland.While on our journey up there, my brother recommended that we would both stop off along the way, so that my brother could then introduce me to one of our aunties and her husband, both who were open brethren, and dairy farmers.
It was the very first time i had ever even met this aunt of ours.Even although i was around 48 years old.We sat in our aunt and her husbands kitchen,around their table,and they made us a cuppa and offered us something to eat too.Which felt good to me,considering my experience with eb brethren.During the conversation that proceeded,soon enough the topic had turned to discussion of Christianity and God and so on.My aunt asked the question as to whether i had kept up with believing and repenting and going to church and so on.Given my life to Jesus etc
I wasnt sure what i should say.As i’m an atheist.After a short period of silence, my brother went ahead an told our aunt, how i’m an atheist.
Well. The reaction was promptly like as if someone might have poured some kind of stinging acid, onto our aunt.I’m sitting there,quietly,trying to remain courteous.While im being told,in no uncertain terms, about how i’m going to be judged on judgement day, and punished and likely to end up in hell.And so on (the usual evangelical discussion)
My brother being the lovely good caring Christian that he is, basically sat there and said nothing much.Other than to nod his head and more or less agree.
Can you imagine how mighty uncomfortable i suddenly felt ?.I’d happily gone there really looking forward to meeting another member of our own flesh and blood.For the very first time in my life,too.Someone whom i’d never ever had the privilege of meeting ever before.The thought had felt joyful.Up until the moment when a member of my own flesh and blood is now sitting there almost looking gleeful at the thought that i’ll likely be roasted in hell.For an eternity.By her hero.The God she will most happily worship. Reason because it will also help save herself in eternity (more or less the same similar manner, in which some people had also cozy-up to Hitler too, when Hitler was thought of as a mighty powerful being)
I didn’t get angry.I didn’t even question it. I just swallowed hard and bury my feelings of hurt.Kind of like, turned the other cheek (it could be described?) and quietly accepted the tongue lashing.Sat there wishing i had never agreed to go in an be introduced to relations of our,whom were believers. Waited to leave.
The hurt i felt,then, never stopped ,even once we had got back in to my brother vehicle again either. As my mind, by then, was then wandering back to some years earlier, back to the time when within time of the eb brethren review, was happening. Another time when some feeling of joy had also arisen within me. A time when i’d also felt so really overjoyed too, because i was now able to go visit family (the elder brother i’m mentioning,back when he was still within the eb)again.It had been so many year that had passed by,without me being allowed to do that. That i’d promptly killed the fatted calf (it could be described as being like?) in an overjoyed manner and dropped everything (in my own regular life), and had quickly headed away up north,so as to go be with my elder brother and his large brethren family, for about six weeks.So as to be with them and share their life. To show i love them
During the time of my visit with my brother family, i vividly remembered, how we had gone to visit one elderly eb brethren brother one day.So as my brother could be able to go borrow, or pick something up,from around at this elderly eb brothers house.I’d gone along as a caring brother might be expect to do,to keep my brother company,and be of assistance whenever possible. Remembered how the very moment we arrived there,an my brother had reminded this eb elderly person who i was. How the same thing had also occurred.Likewise, it was as if someone had poured some kind of stinging acid, over this Christian. Judging by the reaction
I promptly received an ear bashing. About God and evil this and that.About evil this and that or whatever else it was. The gentlemen was near enough to frothing at the mouth.Except that this time around,instead it was all due to me having been someone, who’d dared to have left,from within the eb fellowship,many years earlier.Where i had been born
Once again, at that time, my elder brother also said nothing. Just had kind of nodded his head again.Had looked kind of vacant and emotionally unfeeling .And yet, i automatically felt the same extremely uncomfortable feeling.Same hurt feeling.Even so, had remained the same courteous visitor too. Didn’t retaliate even one bit .Just swallowed all pride (of which i already had very little of anyway,due to my lack of self esteem, which has developed,within me over time, due to being so alone in a world where few people can begin to understand about severe detrimental effects that cult abuse has on people) turn the other cheek. Even although,inside, i was feeling really hurt.
The elderly mans wife was more concerned,as she was also already aware, about how the eb had been the first to come to see me.It was this wife whom helped push this elderly man to ring up my brothers house,later on.To offer (me) some kind of apology,via talking with my brother on the phone,even although his pride still remain too strong to ever bother with an act of apologizing directly to me ,over the phone.
But ,perhaps that would have felt too close to admitting wrong?
It was the eb whom had suddenly arrived at my door, out of the blue one day.Said they had arrived to say sorry for our mistreatment.Arriving after something like twenty five years or more, had passed-by. Without any contact between us. Due to separation issue of what the brethren had chosen to enforce.
Issues of separation, of what other citizen of society generally remain compliant in also passively allowing them freedom to still be freely able to enforce.
Even although there is indeed aspect of extreme psychological harm being constantly caused, to the unlucky?
Seems that aspect of harm being caused unto humans whom are unlucky to be born into faith abuses.
Doesn’t matter much ?
To our citizen generally
If you happen to be one of the unlucky ones (trapped within these faith abuses). Then too bad for you then
Empathy. Caring. Compassion ?
Isn’t worth the good citizen, of our societies, to bother to be caring about ?
They say that belief in God help to change the heart of the human, and help make them more caring and kind ?
I see reason to question that
As far as i can tell. I think its correct. That
peoples citizens actions, will often tend to speak far-louder than what citizens words will ever do ?
If citizens action speak louder than words
Then how come cults are still freely allowed to cause this harm then ?
Right now, the cult Gloriavale is asking for large sums of money,to start a health business.
Perhaps citizen of our society will still deem that the financial gains, that might trickle down, with a little luck, should therefore be seen as most important aspect for good citizen to consider ?