The Cult View of Jesus

When you heard about the one called Christ - it wasn't His Person. It was His "Message".  A Warning message. A message of soon-coming destruction and armageddon against all who rebel against the Government of God. Meaning - our cult. And ONLY our cult.

It was never an introduction about Jesus. Ever. It was about superficial talk you would give to your co-worker. If a divine diety was mentioned, it rarely was Jesus. Who HE was. It was “Christ” - his title – but not Jesus – your close friend. We didn't believe in that concept. Jesus was King of Kings – but not a friend or a brother in it's relationship sense. We made fun of those who used any sort of emotion to talk about Jesus. Jesus was a man's man, in our world – a strong man, a worker, a tough ruler who would come to Earth with a “rod of iron” - a stern taskmaster type individual you didn't know as an individual, but a slavedriver who ruled as a king. Our concept of Jesus was quite different then the other church's concept of Jesus. We would constantly make fun of other religions' concept of Jesus. We would ridicule their concept of Jesus having long hair in pictures. After all, no one knew what Jesus looked like. Jesus had to have short hair, we were taught. We ridiculed the concept of other churches causing Jesus to look effeminite and weary. We believed that all other churches taught a “false” Jesus – in fact, a book was written by the church stating that we knew the “real” Jesus when everyone else knew a false and fake Jesus.

It was this “real” Jesus (actually, a FAKE Jesus) that the church taught that became my concept of the Savior of the world.

I wasn't taught the nature of the love of Jesus. To me, Jesus was a distant, mythological figure. A figure that really didn't know me. In fact, I didn't really know or learned about Jesus Christ until much later in life. He was never the central figure in my life – and this makes sense, because He was never the central figure of our church. In all my memories of childhood, Jesus was never a part of it. The church was, the Holy Days were, the Sabbath were – the do's and dont's of law were – but Jesus? To me, he was a “future” guy who someday would come and kick Satan off his throne and bring in the physical, all encompassing “World Tomorrow” as King of Kings – then. The “Now” Jesus? I didn't understand that concept. What I understood was that someday, in the future, not far from that moment, Christ would give me something to rule over with him in the government of God. There wasn't a personal Jesus to me. This was The Boss. The Governor. But certainly NOT a friend and brother.

 There was only Christ, the Ruler, the Punisher, the King of Kings - ruling with a Rod of Iron, the one to fear. 

And it was all dependent on how well you obeyed the Government of God - the Church - the Cult.