Post by nikita on May 6, 2010 0:04:01 GMT -5
I just realized that I didn’t introduce myself properly in the right thread so I thought I’d correct that now.
A little history. I was a little hippie girl in the sixties and in 1970 got caught up in a Jesus movement cult, at age fifteen. We were strict but very anti establishment, lived in communal houses unless married (and sometimes even then), and for the first almost-decade believed that pretty much no one else on the planet was going to heaven, that we were the only ones doing it ‘right’. We were close knit even though there were hundreds of us, we had fun together, and we spent hours every day in prayer, reading the bible, and church services. We also worked and/or went to school (to get the money to keep us all going over the long haul) and were completely insular in spite of that. To this day I have a hard time having any kind of relationship with ‘outsiders’ other than the superficial kind that I was able to way back then. The world versus ‘us’, and ‘us’ must not mix too freely lest we become contaminated and lukewarm or worse, fall away. If anyone left, they were shunned and that was the end of them as far as any relationship with them went.
Some folks had large families but it wasn’t a ‘thing’ at that time. After sixteen years I had gained a husband and a child, lost a lot of friends, and the church ‘blew up’ in a very ugly contentious split that had me questioning the Christianity of a great many of the people involved. Folks I thought were good people showed an ugly side that was devastating and horrifying to me. I fled, as did my husband.
I spent two years not dealing with it at all but had no desire to enter another congregation and had no idea what to do spiritually. I was always quite mystical, however, so I thought I’d start there. I got a very strong call to convert to Catholicism and cannot explain it other than in spiritual terms so I will leave that be here. But I studied it exhaustively and carefully, worked with a wonderful priest who ‘got’ me, and converted four years after I fled my original cult. I still have problems with groups of believers but am pretty happy and feel safe in my adopted church no matter where I go. My experience with the cult and the split and the conflicting views of what was proper and scriptural and ‘right’ was so traumatic that I wanted to go back to something ancient and steady, something not influenced so much by whether the assistant pastor wanted to sleep with the piano player’s wife and needed to find a scriptural basis for switching partners.
(Long story made simple: A belief went through the church that there was only one person God had for you and if you didn’t find that person you could never properly do God’s will. So you could marry ‘the wrong person’. If you were married and saw someone else – even if they were married to someone else as well – and you both fell in love you could convince yourself that the second person was ‘the one God meant for you to marry’ and discard the old spouse and get the new one. And any children of the first ‘wrong marriage’ were just casualties of your error. You can imagine how devastating that would be to the suddenly designated ‘wrong one’ – yet leaders and lay people alike were espousing this, and my own husband was making noises that direction for a split second before I threatened to kill him in his sleep).
Anyway, the whole thing was very traumatic at many different levels for me and Catholicism was my firm and steady anchor.
So I completely split off from all those people and lost touch completely until last year when I ran into one of them on facebook. This was a male friend that was always wonderful and wise and I liked hearing from him. He’s one of a handful of people from those days that I respect and actually still like. But friending him put me in touch with scores of folks from way back then and I was overwhelmed by it all. I still don’t trust them. They have scattered to the far ends of the earth, most in this country, and have joined different religions or none at all. The vast majority are in mainstream denominations or other evangelical or fundamentalist churches now.
So I started looking stuff up as it was mentioned on facebook , to see what their different churches taught and believed and was floored. While I was converting to Catholicism and going about my life, my old friends and fellow believers were still in Protestantism and followed it’s varied channels to where those churches wound up today. I had thought that the evangelical and fundamentalist churches were pretty much as I remembered them but they have really evolved and not in a good way IMHO. That’s how I found old friends in Quiverfull groups and homeschooling, and in heavily legalistic Reformed churches. And in one instance I read two of the men discussing a spiritual issue and another female old friend posted a comment and the two men (currently friends of hers) told her to go away and post a thread about gardening or cats or something. The clear message was that spiritual discussions were not for women to participate in. That was a shocker.
The entire facebook reunion experience made my jaw drop and wonder what on earth was going on in the fundamentalist and evangelical church nowadays. People would accuse our old cult of being strict and legalistic but the things they ran off to, especially the Reformed ones, was a hundred times worse than anything we ever dreamed up way back then. It was such a disconnect.
And when one couple – old friends of mine – wound up with thirteen kids in the middle of the wilderness and homeschooling and obviously living Quiverfull, patriarchy, and Reformed theology I decided to research it further and found NLQ.
This is the first (and so far only) place on the internet that I feel I can completely relate to and feel safe in interacting with folks, regardless of my own Catholic beliefs or my cultic past. I actually feel free here.
So I’m glad to be here, and hope to stick around. And will attempt to use less words in further postings. Sorry for the length of this.
A little history. I was a little hippie girl in the sixties and in 1970 got caught up in a Jesus movement cult, at age fifteen. We were strict but very anti establishment, lived in communal houses unless married (and sometimes even then), and for the first almost-decade believed that pretty much no one else on the planet was going to heaven, that we were the only ones doing it ‘right’. We were close knit even though there were hundreds of us, we had fun together, and we spent hours every day in prayer, reading the bible, and church services. We also worked and/or went to school (to get the money to keep us all going over the long haul) and were completely insular in spite of that. To this day I have a hard time having any kind of relationship with ‘outsiders’ other than the superficial kind that I was able to way back then. The world versus ‘us’, and ‘us’ must not mix too freely lest we become contaminated and lukewarm or worse, fall away. If anyone left, they were shunned and that was the end of them as far as any relationship with them went.
Some folks had large families but it wasn’t a ‘thing’ at that time. After sixteen years I had gained a husband and a child, lost a lot of friends, and the church ‘blew up’ in a very ugly contentious split that had me questioning the Christianity of a great many of the people involved. Folks I thought were good people showed an ugly side that was devastating and horrifying to me. I fled, as did my husband.
I spent two years not dealing with it at all but had no desire to enter another congregation and had no idea what to do spiritually. I was always quite mystical, however, so I thought I’d start there. I got a very strong call to convert to Catholicism and cannot explain it other than in spiritual terms so I will leave that be here. But I studied it exhaustively and carefully, worked with a wonderful priest who ‘got’ me, and converted four years after I fled my original cult. I still have problems with groups of believers but am pretty happy and feel safe in my adopted church no matter where I go. My experience with the cult and the split and the conflicting views of what was proper and scriptural and ‘right’ was so traumatic that I wanted to go back to something ancient and steady, something not influenced so much by whether the assistant pastor wanted to sleep with the piano player’s wife and needed to find a scriptural basis for switching partners.
(Long story made simple: A belief went through the church that there was only one person God had for you and if you didn’t find that person you could never properly do God’s will. So you could marry ‘the wrong person’. If you were married and saw someone else – even if they were married to someone else as well – and you both fell in love you could convince yourself that the second person was ‘the one God meant for you to marry’ and discard the old spouse and get the new one. And any children of the first ‘wrong marriage’ were just casualties of your error. You can imagine how devastating that would be to the suddenly designated ‘wrong one’ – yet leaders and lay people alike were espousing this, and my own husband was making noises that direction for a split second before I threatened to kill him in his sleep).
Anyway, the whole thing was very traumatic at many different levels for me and Catholicism was my firm and steady anchor.
So I completely split off from all those people and lost touch completely until last year when I ran into one of them on facebook. This was a male friend that was always wonderful and wise and I liked hearing from him. He’s one of a handful of people from those days that I respect and actually still like. But friending him put me in touch with scores of folks from way back then and I was overwhelmed by it all. I still don’t trust them. They have scattered to the far ends of the earth, most in this country, and have joined different religions or none at all. The vast majority are in mainstream denominations or other evangelical or fundamentalist churches now.
So I started looking stuff up as it was mentioned on facebook , to see what their different churches taught and believed and was floored. While I was converting to Catholicism and going about my life, my old friends and fellow believers were still in Protestantism and followed it’s varied channels to where those churches wound up today. I had thought that the evangelical and fundamentalist churches were pretty much as I remembered them but they have really evolved and not in a good way IMHO. That’s how I found old friends in Quiverfull groups and homeschooling, and in heavily legalistic Reformed churches. And in one instance I read two of the men discussing a spiritual issue and another female old friend posted a comment and the two men (currently friends of hers) told her to go away and post a thread about gardening or cats or something. The clear message was that spiritual discussions were not for women to participate in. That was a shocker.
The entire facebook reunion experience made my jaw drop and wonder what on earth was going on in the fundamentalist and evangelical church nowadays. People would accuse our old cult of being strict and legalistic but the things they ran off to, especially the Reformed ones, was a hundred times worse than anything we ever dreamed up way back then. It was such a disconnect.
And when one couple – old friends of mine – wound up with thirteen kids in the middle of the wilderness and homeschooling and obviously living Quiverfull, patriarchy, and Reformed theology I decided to research it further and found NLQ.
This is the first (and so far only) place on the internet that I feel I can completely relate to and feel safe in interacting with folks, regardless of my own Catholic beliefs or my cultic past. I actually feel free here.
So I’m glad to be here, and hope to stick around. And will attempt to use less words in further postings. Sorry for the length of this.