Uncle Arthur’s Cabin

While reading Uncle Tom’s Cabin, the book often credited with starting the Civil War, I came across an interesting passage where a character attempts to explain how/why slavery was allowed to exist:

“The short of the matter is, cousin,” said he, his handsome face suddenly settling into an earnest and serious expression, “on this abstract question of slavery there can, I think, be but one opinion. Planters, who have money to make by it,—clergymen, who have planters to please,—politicians, who want to rule by it,—may warp and bend language and ethics to a degree that shall astonish the world at their ingenuity; they can press nature and the Bible, and nobody knows what else, into the service; but, after all, neither they nor the world believe in it on particle the more. It comes from the devil, that’s the short of it; and, to my mind, it’s a pretty respectable specimen of what he can do in his own line.”

Adventism, I feel, prefers it’s young people to serve as slaves of sorts. And not just it’s youths, but the entire constituency, really.

God is a God of free-will. Adventists believe this. It’s how we all wound up in this great controversy we find ourselves in. And yet free-will is frowned upon within the church. This isn’t an institution that likes options.

The church wants robots. The church wants clones. The church wants puppets. The church wants each successive generation to look and function like that last.

When they don’t, out comes the fear and the guilt. And out come the excuses.

Robots can be programmed to think that the church is “going through” no matter what. Clones are perfect replicas; as equally devoid of creativity as those that came before them. Puppets can be controlled in their pews. They don’t think for themselves. They don’t have conscience. They can’t eat what they are hungry for: they are told which spiritual food is clean and unclean. They can’t raise questions about nutritional value or question the FDA SDA. They aren’t supposed to ask questions. They are, essentially, slaves.

Just because the Adventist denomination wants you to be a robot that it can program doesn’t mean you must be a robot that it can program.

You can question things. Especially when you see things that aren’t okay. Because the truth will never mind.

Yes, you may feel like an outsider, but that’s not the same as being anti-Adventist.

Go back and reread that excerpt from Uncle Tom’s Cabin. You may need to reread it a few times.

At work you see an entire system (it’s a fictional book but very much based on true events)—"Christians" not excluded—warping and bending language and ethics to an astonishing degree. And with ingenuity. Daring to employ the Bible itself in an unrighteous cause.

I’ve seen—actually witnessed, actually been on the receiving end of—the same from Adventist “leaders.” From “Presidents” and treasurers, from pastors and their spouses, from teachers and speakers who all wanted me to be a slave like them.

I do have a Master, but His name isn’t Ted Wilson, Dan Jackson, Doug Batchelor, Danny What’s-His-Name, Pastor X, Teacher Y, Speaker and Director Z, etc.

It’s Jesus.

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