Thursday, April 14, 2022

Spiritual Abuse: A Journey

 There's a man standing at a sink with the hot water running in front of him. The steam is rising out of the sink creating a bit of fog on the mirror. his face is half shaven, but he pauses and drops the razor. 

Without any warning, he pounds his fists onto the counter top, and as he looks in the mirror, he has tears streaming down his face. "Lord I need you to make me ok with this." he speaks out audibly. "I don't think I can keep doing this God! Please take it!"

Slowly, the timeline starts to play out again. 

Around three years before this, the Pastor at his church had announced that his assignment had changed, and that he and his wife were leaving the church they started, to pursue a missionary calling after buying a boat to live on. There was some time left, they were not to depart immediately. 

That very day at a potluck, (after the announcement service) he was approached by two different people, asking if he was going to be the next pastor of the church. He laughed it off, absolutely not. 

Later down the timeline, he attended services at Bethel Church in Redding California. He was approached by a woman there, who began to prophesy over him, telling him that the Lord told her that he is a pastor. That he would lead a church and change community culture. That many would come to Christ as the Lord used him as a vessel. 

Even still, a missionary from Africa came to the church, and as he tried to quietly leave he was called to the front, where again a prophesy was told over him, that he had started as a drummer in the worship band, but he was going to come out and the words from his mouth were going to free bondages and win souls. 

After these confirmations, at some point, the Pastor began to text him random questions. It seemed odd, but he answered them as they came in. The pastor would later reveal that these questions were little tests, to see if the answers were correct and in accordance with scripture. 

This began a series of meetings, texts and phone calls. throughout the next year, he and the pastor began to grow close together. They would discuss the future of the church. They prayed for vision going forward. They discussed issues in the church. One of which involved a couple at the church that had recently publicly disclosed some personal moral issues. They were going through a process. 

At that time our sister was going through quite a bit. He had reached out to her husband as was attempting to minister to him. As He and the pastor spoke of the situation, he expressed that maybe it would be a good idea for our sister to step back from her responsibilities and take a break, as he had seen her around church, emotional. The pastor kept talking and the conversation went on from there. A few days later the pastor informed him that the pastors wife had reached out and shared his concerns. He was told our sister was offended and hurt by what he had said. 

He followed up with our sister, and the conversation had gone well. He assured her that he had meant no ill will, and that what was said was out of love, surely not judgement from only having one side of the story, from her husband. 

A few weeks later, on a Sunday morning, he was at worship band practice. After practice, there was time to get coffee and socialize before church started. The pastor approached him, and said they needed to talk. He was taken into a small room at the back of the church, where our sister was waiting. Apparently she had told the pastor that when she came in the sanctuary while they were practicing, when she saw him the Lord told her "pride". So after he told them that he didn't know what that meant, he was told to sit down and they began to pray over him and ask the Lord to reveal any prideful thoughts or things that he needed to repent of. He remembered how he felt. How he trusted them, and that he was sure that at their advanced spiritual level, they must have a sense for something that he didn't see. To this very day, he has no idea what that was about. He said a general prayer of repentance. But the Lord never showed him what was "seen". 

Around this time the pastor began to answer the phone "Hey Pastor". 

Around this time the pastor purchased his boat. The pastor would ask him to fill in speaking while he was away. He was asked to lead a good Friday service on zoom, where the church took communion together. The meetings, calls, and texts continued. He enrolled in a AOG credential program. He began to fill in quite a bit when the pastor was away handling issues with the boat. His passion for teaching began to reignite. 

At one point he delivered a message in the wake of the George Floyd situation that was unfolding. Afterwards during the closing song, the pastor approached him and placed his hands on his shoulders. The pastor said "Do you feel that? That's the mantle of Pastor falling on you." 

Then came election time. He began to notice a strange, hateful energy around people he knew and loved. So he made a Facebook post about it. Attempting to call peoples attention to their actions. This upset our sister, so she called the pastor. The pastor called him and very angrily told him that his post wasn't appropriate. He assured the pastor that he felt that it was a message from the Lord. 

There were testimonies in the church of a certain candidate on an ivory pedestal. Another about the Ark of the covenant being returned to the temple, and that certain candidate was the ark. 

After this, he felt led to make another post of warning. Our sister once again immediately called the pastor, who accused him of "stirring up the hornet's nest again". The pastor was so angry, he didn't wish to talk that night, he wanted to wait until the next day. 

After the election, we had a new Vice President. His wife saw a poem, written for young black girls, about how far they can go and achieve what they work hard for. It was a beautiful poem, which they felt a strong connection to, since they have an adopted daughter who is dark skinned. We had never had a female Vice President before, not only that, but a woman of color. The poem was not in agreement with political policies, ideology, or parties. It was simply telling little girls of color to dream big. Look how far it's possible to go! The articles only downfall? A picture of the new Vice President. Our sister reached out to the pastor again. Pastor got him on the phone and called the new VP a horrible, despicable person. The pastor talked about her sleeping her way to the top. The pastor had serious concerns about his wife. He is absolutely positive that the pastor never even read the poem. (Further illustrating the legitimacy of the problems outlined in the facebook posts)

Before the first of the year, he spoke with the pastor feeling like he was being lead to start the year off with a new series on the book of Acts. It would be an expository series, verse by verse, chapter by chapter. He and his wife even purchased note Bibles for everyone in the church to use as the series went on. 

Around this time, the pastor chose a panel of people from the church, to decide who would be the new pastor. Behind the scenes, our sister had reached out to a couple from Kansas City who were moving away from IHOP. It was her desire for them to be the new Pastors of the Church. She had a dream about them. 

The panel began to have meetings. 

When his name came up, the head elder on the panel said "He was never the guy".

On one particular Sunday, our sister's son came to him during the service, and asked if he was coming to the party later at his house. He asked Mom what that meant, and she assured him they were just having people over for lunch. 

What our sister failed to mention, was that the couple from KC were coming to the house, and the guests? The people on the panel. The lunch turned into an impromptu Q&A session. An interview of sorts. 

When asked by a member of the panel if he and his wife were going to be interviewed and asked questions the same way, at first the answer was no. But thankfully, after the question was asked again, the panel decided it would be fair to do so. 

So he started the new series. He had never had the level of feedback from folks in the congregation like this before. The first three weeks, he was stopped in the parking lot and messaged on facebook about how much people were enjoying the series so far. On Thursday evening of that week, he was notified by the pastor that another member of the congregation was going to speak this week. When he spoke with the speaker, the speaker asked if there was anything in particular he was going to speak on. He responded by saying the next chapter is Acts 3, but I've already began work on that sermon, so the rest of your Bible is yours. He laughed and agreed. 

That weeks scripture by the guest speaker was Acts 3. 

The following week the couple from KC were asked to speak. 

Then again. 

The following week he resumed the previously agreed upon series. Again he received good feedback from several members of the congregation. After the service, the pastor reached out, and said that the congregation doesn't need this kind of preaching. The pastor said that the feedback he was getting was that he was teaching, like a professor, not preaching like a pastor. The pastor requested for him to find a topical sermon for the next Sunday. 

That week, he and his wife met with the panel.  At the meeting he did find a subject that seemed to be on most peoples minds. Children's ministry. They noticed during the meeting that our sister did not speak. She looked at the floor the entire hour plus time.

That is, until they left. As he and his wife were leaving, the front blinds were open, and our sister had pulled a few of the panel members into a room, and was talking animated with them, using her hands and bobbing her head. It was quite a sight, considering how quiet she had been the entire night. 

The following Sunday he gave a call to action, which was preluded by someone sharing a testimony that had the exact phrase "what are we waiting for". Which was really cool, because he had his notes on stage and showed another member of the worship team the top title, "what are we waiting for". Such awesome confirmation. 

That week the panel met again. Our sister claimed that the message felt manipulative on Sunday. A message calling out men to be better men, and raising up disciples in their homes. You can listen to it here: http://cotshome.com/media-sermons-and-such/sermons  2/22/21.

At this point his speaking Sundays started to get spread out. He was only given a few more chances to speak, as the couple from KC started getting more opportunities, and the pastor had returned to town. 

The panel continued to meet. 

His prayer changed to:  "Lord if this is what you want, take away what needs to be taken, move what needs to be moved. I only want to do your will."

In April of that year, he returned to work after having a really bad case of Covid19, and was laid off. While he was sitting in the chair, as they handed him his pink slip, his first thought was, "This is God preparing the way."

The panel had their final meeting. At the meeting, when his name came up, people on the panel wondered why he had changed the way he was preaching. They didn't understand why he didn't continue the series. The pastor, who was present at this meeting, never said that he told him to stop. 

So he had a meeting with the pastor. The pastor sat him down and said that the church was going with the KC couple. The pastor assured him that he was definitely called and gifted to be pastor, but just not right now. The pastor assured him that all of the things they had spoken about, the Elder Board, accountability, public business meetings, public finance knowledge, all of that would be in place before he left. 

None of that happened. 

The couple from KC assumed the church. 

Nine months later the couple from KC were removed from leadership. 

Last Sunday our sister told one of our friends in passing "See we were supposed to go with the couple from KC, if that hadn't happened, we wouldn't have who we have now." 

(They were both on the panel)

Our sister is still in leadership at the church. 


Would this be classified as spiritual abuse? Does this sound or look like the way God moves? 








Thursday, May 21, 2020

Pause: Take a breath.

In the past few weeks, it seems that information keeps coming faster and faster. This new study shows…….and then days later, more information comes out and then things are nowhere near as bad as what was first thought. I'm not saying that everything is fine by any means, just making the point that of the 10,000 new stories per day, a lot of them don't pan out in a few days time. 

I remember first hearing about the “murder hornets” that were surely coming for us all. I actually audibly laughed as I read a headline with the name the first time. They are known to attack as a pack. They can kill livestock. I even saw video from somewhere in the world where a few of them attacked a mouse. Scary stuff. It reminds me of how the media changes the names of things that have been around for centuries. In the recent past I remember noticing the term “polar vortex”. It makes it sound scary! It makes it sound rare! It sounds new! Like something we should pay closer attention to! However, in reality, these were formerly known as Arctic Fronts, or Alberta Clippers. Its basically when the cold air dips down further south than normally tracked for periods of time. 
In the same way, It turns out, after days of hype and videos and scary details, that the real story is that TWO DEAD hornets have been found in the U.S., and ONE HIVE has been destroyed in Canada last year. Not exactly the buzzing doom cloud coming to sting everyone to death as first described and imagined. 

The common thread that I keep seeing is fear. Deep down at the core of this new information, fear is stirring. Fear connects with emotional reaction, which gets our minds spinning with “what if” type scenarios, which generates disturbing images, which motivates us to take some type of action. Whether that be sharing something on social media, telling friends, or protesting, or any of the other ways people have expressed themselves in the last two months. 

Now, we who are Christians need to take a moment of pause here. HOW WE ARE REACTING AND ENGAGING WITH THIS INFORMATION MATTERS. Has God lost control? No! Is He surprised by any single thing thats happened recently? Not a chance! So, believing this to be true, what should our reactions look like? Sharing in fear and conspiracy theories? Helping people along in their “what if” scenarios? Adding to the noise of how horrible our State and Federal Government Officials Are? Lord No! 

Brothers and sisters, we have hope! We are found in Christ Jesus! We know who is in control, and we know that no matter what is happening in the world, God’s Love wins in the end! 

So knowing these things, gives us a responsibility! The world is looking to us for hope, not fear! The world is looking to us for love, not judgement! The world is looking to us for truth, not fabrication! We must act as people with hope! Because we are the only ones who have it! Only those who are found in Christ Jesus have the knowledge of how this story ends! 

The Church has been around for over 2000 years. It has seen great persecution, it has seen freedom, it has seen highs, and lows. The church has not and will not ever cease to move forward. Consider the picture of the tree below. For a time, it was probably challenging for this tree to figure out how to deal with this fence, and still maintain being a tree. This tree more than likely looked different and grew different for a time. But now from the sky above, this tree stands with the others around it, just as it was intended to. So it is with the Church. The Church finds a way. There is always hope, because the body has always prevailed. 

Use this lens. Operate out of this place. How can I spread joy today? How can I show love today? How can I minister to people I know and love that must be so incredibly fearful? How can I show them where the only real hope comes from? Its so dark right now, and our lights should all be shining brighter! 

Grace and Peace to you. 


LUKE 12:22 And he said to his disciples, “Therefore I tell you, do not be anxious about your life, what you will eat, nor about your body, what you will put on. 23 For life is more than food, and the body more than clothing. 24 Consider the ravens: they neither sow nor reap, they have neither storehouse nor barn, and yet God feeds them. Of how much more value are you than the birds! 25 And which of you by being anxious can add a single hour to his span of life?[a] 26 If then you are not able to do as small a thing as that, why are you anxious about the rest?
Also SEE: Psalms 23:4, Psalms 34:7, Psalms 91, Psalms 94:19, Joshua 1:9, Deuteronomy 31:6, Isaiah 41:13-14, IITimothy 1:7, Luke 12:22-26 

Saturday, August 13, 2016

Flavors

Life has been a struggle for me lately. 
If I'm being truly transparent, depressing is probably a good descriptive word to use. 
I've been working out of town, and being home just for the weekend has been hard. 
I arrive home, and all of a sudden Isaac's steps have turned to full strides, on his way to another room. 
Drew's speech has turned from mispronounced jumbled words, to full length paragraphs, usually one one word would suffice. 
My wife has been stressed, overtaken by flying solo, and knowing this makes it hard to focus when I'm four hours away pulling wire in an auto plant. 

It is extremely easy for me to get bogged down in these details. It's easy to let these thoughts take over, clouding everything else I see. 

I am reminded of the first time I used balsamic vinegar. (Quite a jump right? Haha, just play along.) 

I was following a recipe for a balsamic reduction sauce, and I remember opening the bottle and getting the first whiff. UGH! It smelled like black licorice vomit!! 
I remember thinking to myself, this is going to be horrible. There is no way on earth this will be good. 
I followed the directions anyway. 

Guess what? As it reduced in the pan, the smell changed. The consistency got thicker, and when I took my first bite, it was like an atomic bomb of flavor exploded in my mouth. 

Like my current life situation, if I had given up after that smell and not completed the process, I would have never experienced the amazing outcome. 

I am certain that this current situation is being used to take me to a new place. A new level. A new mindset. 

It is my expectation of amazing things on the horizon that propels me forward. 

Endurance comes from struggle, from weakness, from stretching. 

Not lack of effort. 

Forward. 





Tuesday, July 12, 2016

Them.

Thus far I have purposely avoided blog posts on current events. It's not the kind of expression I aim for, and I just really, really don't want to write that way.

However, this past week, the African American community has endured immeasurable sorrow and frustration, and we have all watched in horror as things have unfolded and many lives have been lost.

Regardless of political, philosophical, or experiential opinions on these situations, there is a people group in our country that is hurting, and our number one job, is to love them.

(And maybe even shut up!)

One of the ways we show our love for people, is to pray for them. I have spent much time in prayer for the families of all those tragically killed last week.

However, my reason for this post is a thought that I had earlier today, as the words I spoke out in prayer echoed in my head.

As I pray, I often use language that excludes myself from a situation. I pray for "them". I pray for "those".

I repent of this.

The truth is, we should be praying about this situation as our own, not "theirs".

Oh God,
WE, need healing.
WE, need peace.
WE, need patience.
WE, need unity.
WE, need restoration.
WE, need justice.
WE, need comfort.

If you are not only a Christian but an American, this is YOUR problem also. It's not across the street, the state, the mountains......

It's right there, looking at you in the mirror.

This is OUR problem.

Think of your language and perspective the next time you pray.

Grace and Peace to you.

Sunday, July 3, 2016

The Sabbath Challenge

Most define a Sabbath as: a day of religious observance and abstinence from work, kept by Jews from Friday evening to Saturday evening, and by most Christians on Sunday.

Sabbath is a day where your chores are done, even if they are not.

Sabbath is a day where only my close friends and family can get in touch.

Sabbath is a day where I look for ways to smile with my family.

A day of accomplishing nothing.

A day to banish thoughts of the upcoming week, dreaded trips away from home, and all that is included.

Sabbath is a day to look at the lake for long periods of time, and not justify why I'm not doing more.

Sabbath is a day where I remind myself I am not a machine.

Sabbath is a day to look for reasons why God called this creation "good".

Sabbath is a day to enjoy the family and life you've been given.

Take the Sabbath challenge. Write down how you feel in the morning. Take an ACTUAL Sabbath, then compare how you felt in the morning with how you feel at the end of the day.

God doesn't leave us where we are.

Let him charge you up.

You'll be thankful.


Saturday, June 18, 2016

Perspectives 2

Today as we were preparing for the party, I'm hustling around with a chef knife and charcoal. Lol
It began to get a bit overwhelming, and I could feel myself start to stress out. 
So I just started to repeat: 
"I'm so thankful, I'm so thankful, I'm so thankful......"

As I was chopping some veggies, it hits me. 

Today's party is one we were told we would never have. 

We found out shortly after we married that we couldn't have kids. 

These parties just weren't in the cards. 

I learned to mostly accept this. 

I figured God just didn't decide to bless us this way. 

But then in late 2011, we had our miracle. 
Shanon got pregnant and in June of 2012 we had our beloved Drew. 

But then, in late 2014 We found out it was happening again. 

In June 2015 we had our beloved Isaac. 

All the years of wishing, all the years of watching everyone else go through the pregnancy experience. All those years of asking why. 

Today I am thankful that this isn't just a birthday party, this is a DOUBLE birthday party. 

We are continually blessed beyond measure. 

As shattered as we are, we are still filled far past overflowing. 

Thank you Jesus, for saying "not yet" instead of "no". 


Sunday, June 5, 2016

Full Circle

When things end badly, painfully, explosively, bad; one never expects to find themselves doing the same thing again. 
Perhaps one may even swear that they are never going to do it again. 
These last weeks have seen two of these instances. 
Firstly I stood and gave a message a few weeks back, something I swore I was done doing. 
Next, our house will once again be filled by some really cool young adults, to share a meal and talk about things that matter. 

Never put a period where God has put a coma. 

Sometimes the story takes a long pause. 

But the credits aren't rolling. 

Sometimes you come full circle to where you never wanted to leave in the first place. 

So, so, thankful.