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The one true religion


It was the one true religion. The evidence is everywhere, to those on the inside — scriptural.

Members worship in homes — Acts 17:24.* The "workers," or ministers, give up their possessions* and work in pairs (Mark 6:7, Luke 10:1.) The church had no physical infrastructure, no declared holdings, no property; and no literature except the Bible.* The church had "no name" — amongst outsiders. "The truth" is the name amongst "the friends" but is not treated as if it's the name.

There are a few rituals involved, all derived from the Bible. Bread and "wine" (grape juice) as sacraments; baptism in water.... Overall, the doctrines and practices of the group are minimalistic. They're based on the Bible, considered the Word of God.

The only literature additional to the Bible have been a hymn book and such small printouts as for coordinating Wednesday-night Bible study topics. Beside these, the church prints no material.

A lack of printed information was ultimately a lynchpin — central mystery, and the real power source behind the subversively oppressive religion. There was, to be brief, a lost founder — an originator whose memory had been suppressed, neglected, forgotten... lost, with an asterisk.*

*Some knew.


I slowly quit going to the "meetings" in my early 20's, in the mid-1980's. In that period, I was (amongst my real friends,) secretly going — and amongst my co-religionists, secretly and unknowingly leaving. I felt bad going to the meetings, and I felt bad staying away. Above all, I kept it secret.

I didn't talk to anybody about this. I couldn't. This was how I lived my young adult life.

I felt that I was responsible for my "knowledge" that Jesus was the divine Christ, and the fact that I knew the only true path to salvation — this minuscule quasi-secretive religion.

I believed myself prodigal; and I believed that I would be going back. I "knew" that there was no excuse for my vagrancy. I felt — as I had been taught in meetings — that I really belonged in the church, and that my soul would be lost if I died outside of it. I could go to hell, and suffer forever. Worse, I feared something I could not name, a wrongness in me.... I never could quite pin it down, this horrible brain-twisting guilt. As if I were an anti-Christ — either with Him or against Him, the test being my willingness to confess Him and my membership in His One True Way. It was a birthright, the ultimate privilege.... But, ultimately, it was a responsibility to be what I could not be. Nobody could.

I was never able to truly disbelieve* the education that I had received until I got real information about the history of the organization. Near the end of my third decade, I learned that "The Truth" had a history.

This was the beginning of my real salvation, my liberation from emotional torture.

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* "God ... dwelleth not in temples made with hands." — Acts 17:24

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* The instructions of Jesus throughout the books of Matthew, Mark and Luke prohibit individual ownership of money and goods by those preaching his message.

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* "... be admonished: of making many books there is no end...." — Ecclesiastes 12:12

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*I needed another decade (from mid-90's to mid-00's) to more properly disbelieve the whole underpinning of Christianity — the Holy Bible and indeed the existence of Jesus.

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