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                   I CHOSE NOT TO BE A CHARISMATIC
                         by Raymond J. Storms

.   APRIL 2, 1977.  Tomorrow I will read my resignation to the members of
Calvary Assembly of God - a church which welcomed me over ten years ago on my
first Sunday in this Glens Falls, New York, pulpit with 28 men, women, and
children in the congregation.  In these ten years, we have remodeled and
doubled our facilities, purchased a parsonage and 17 acres of land, started a
school which has tripled in its second year, increased our income 20 times and
reached an attendance of around 1,000.

.   Yesterday I wrote my brother, who is an executive of the "PTL CLUB", to
cancel my second appearance on Jim Bakker's "Praise the Lord Club".

.   A couple of years ago, I turned down a stepping-stone denomination job.
I've been a fair-haired kid in charismatic or pentecostal circles.  All of
that when the charismatics are riding a big wave of popularity on a
transdenominational level.

.   An ominous voice says, "You are a fool," and I feel frightened; but an
assuring voice says, "This is the way, walk ye in it," and I am comforted.
Come with me as I trace my search for the full power of the Comforter promised
by Jesus.  As you do, I hope that you will understand why, though I have seen
more than one side of the issue, I chose not to be a charismatic.

.   My aim is not to fight or to hurt brothers amongst charismatics. My aim is
to help God's people keep from being fooled into accepting a cheap 20th
Century imitation of the New Testament reality - fullness of power.
                                   Raymond J. Storms


GARBAGE ON THE DOORSTEPS

.   My father was quiet again as he picked up the garbage on the doorsteps of
the church that morning.  Even though we had experienced this before, as a
little boy of three or four, I couldn't understand the explanations given for
such occurrences.  We came to expect dirty words written on our door, name
calling...and the garbage at our doorsteps.  We would simply gather at the
table and pray for our persecutors.

.   Rome, New York, was hardly a hospitable place for a pentecostal church to
spring up.  Most of our neighbors were Italian Catholics who looked upon us
with suspicion as the old paint factory on Spring Street experienced a
metamorphosis into a house of worship.

.   I was born in that old paint factory in the plain, but comfortable,
quarters that were home to Levi and Alma Storms.  Raymond J. was born at home,
so I was told, because we were too poor to afford a hospital bed.  We were
even too poor to afford a middle name for the second son of the tribe of Levi,
so the letter J. had to do.

.   Dad had sold his delivery truck with which he had delivered bread for a
local bakery in Carthage, New York, and had gladly sold the family home by the
Black River when he felt the call of God to found an Assembly of God church in
the needy area of Rome, New York.  The money was put into the church to get
the work started.

 There were a lot of things I did not understand in those trying, but happy
days.  I could not grasp why my Free Methodist grandfather had, I was told,
disinherited my parents when they were "filled with the Spirit" at the "Old
Glory Barn" in Carthage.  I could not understand why the rats didn't move out
when we took over the old paint factory for a home and a church.  It was quite
a frightening evening the night dad was bitten on the toe by a rat while
sleeping.

.   I didn't always understand how food found its way to our table. Dad had
left a good job as a paper chemist at the Crown Zellerbeck Paper Company to
come to Rome to start the church.  We lived on the income from a little
religious periodical that dad published entitled, "The Lighted Cross".  The
name was taken from the lighted cross on the front of the church.  Many times
we'd set the table for supper without a morsel of food in the house.  We would
sit at the table thanking God for the food and a knock on the door would bring
fresh bread wrapped in an old Italian lady's apron or a kettle of spaghetti
from some kind-hearted neighbor who noted our poverty and persecution.  Those
were happy meals.  It was like manna from heaven!  We often proved God
faithful in daily provisions.  One neighbor came by with a large roast and
pounds of hamburg almost every Friday.

.   I did not understand the blackouts necessitated by our proximity to the
Rome air base.  When we had a blackout, I was even afraid that the light on
the radio dial might attract some enemy's bomber plane.  We should sit in the
dark with mom's knitting needles making the loudest noise.  We kids didn't
want any loud talking to attract the enemy...and mom and dad enjoyed the
quiet.  Dad had a thing for dark stain.  The doors, the woodwork and the
homemade furniture were all stained dark.  Our blackouts were the blackest.

.   I did not understand the strange language Jasper Compania and some of the
others spoke when they gathered around the altar for prayer after the
services.  Oh, it wasn't frightening; I had cut my teeth on church pews and
that kind of service was all I knew.  I did not see much difference between
their speaking in tongues with their hands raised to Heaven and the Italian
neighbors talking excitedly and gesturing as they struck a bargain with the
vegetable man who made the rounds with his horse and wagon.

.   If little Raymond J. found some of these things hard to understand, there
was one thing that I knew for certain: my mother was a holy angel and my
father was a holy saint!  My brother, Don, and I almost worshiped Dad, and we
thought it was a big treat to help him as he labored patiently to turn a paint
factory into a church.

.   If ever two boys wanted to be like daddy, we did!  We would follow him
anywhere, even where we were not supposed to.  I wonder if the visit of two
pajama clad youngsters to the Rome Assembly of God Official Board Meeting in
the pastor's living room was ever entered in the official minutes.  Although
Dad did not seem to mind too much, he did mind the time that my big four-year-
old brother Don climbed a 20-foot ladder to watch dad shingle the porch roof.

.   Once the little Rome congregation was on its feet, dad felt the call to
Cortland, New York, the scene of my conversion.  At 23 Port Watson Street,
next door to a junk yard and across from a bar, a two-story imitation brick
building housed the Cortland Assembly of God church on the first floor and the
parsonage on the second floor.

.   It was at this location that I first remember my own response to the
Gospel.  I recall the crippled Emogene Stanton's playing the Gospel hymns on
the piano and organ-like attachment we had proudly affixed to the piano in
place of a real organ.  I remember the meetings with bald evangelist H. B.
Kelchner when I accepted Christ into my life at seven years of age and I asked
God for a double portion of Brother Kelchner's spirit.

.   I remember my embarrassment at the school when I filled out questionnaires
that asked for my dad's occupation.  I couldn't remember if minister was
spelled with an "i" or an "e" in the middle. Deep down inside I envied the
boys whose dads worked at something easy to spell - like plumber or salesman.

.   I felt a little guilty because I wasn't sure if the embarrassment was from
the mental block over that middle "i" or "e" or because the kids always asked
the embarrassing question: "What church does you dad pastor?"  My reluctant
reply, "Assembly of God," always met this query, "What kind of church is
that?"  Is that one of those holy roller churches?"

.   More than once hot tears moistened my pillow after tasting my classmates'
ridicule for "that holy roller church."  Why couldn't we be Methodist or
Baptist or something...anything but holy rollers or catholics!  As a second
generation pentecostal, I can well understand the consuming drive of modern
pentecostals to be accepted and respected in the religious community.

.   Poverty and ridicule are not easy to grow up with.  One or the other might
be bearable; but combined, they make one ache for a change.  Perhaps it was
that ache that drove my brother Don.  He once told me, "Ray, I am going to be
a millionaire.  My kids are not going to go through what we faced."  He was
well on his way, too, until his oldest daughter nearly drowned in their
swimming pool, and he crashed his private plane.

BEAN TOWN

.   The folks in Boston had heard of the preaching and miracles of the small-
town preacher from New York.  I remember the excitement and anticipation, as
well as the sadness, as our 1949 Nash Ambassador pulled away from the farewell
banquet at the Grange Hall in Cortland as we headed off to Dad's new charge,
First Pentecostal Church in the Boston suburb of Chelsea.

.   All of a sudden we weren't poor any more.  We didn't live above or behind
the church.  We had a parsonage in a nice neighborhood on top of Reservoir
Hill.  You had a blacktop driveway, a dining room, two bathrooms, and a back
yard that was fenced in with a chain link fence. There were grape vines, peach
trees, and an underground garbage can with a flip top.

.   We were treated like kings.  All three barbers in the church wanted to cut
our hair, so they took turns coming to the house to give us free haircuts.
Dad received a salary large enough so that he didn't have to hold a second
job.  We weren't poor any more . . . but we were still despised.  All of our
neighbors were Catholics or Jews and, though they didn't leave garbage on our
steps, we still knew that we were outsiders.

.   Joey Ruzzo, the boy next door, made that clear when he and his gang
dragged me into their club house, tied me up, and used me for target practice
with their BB guns.  Holding a glowing cigarette menacingly close to my face,
he warned me what would happen if I squealed.  For years, until Christ
cleansed me of the desire, I used to savor the sweet but evil feeling of
revenge that I enjoyed one afternoon when I caught Joey in a vacant lot on the
way home from school.

.   The Catholic hierarchy of Boston also made it clear that we were unwelcome
outsiders when dad started getting the attention of the greater Boston area.
The community couldn't ignore the dramatic healing of a cripple in our church
services.  I will never forget that Thursday night.  A steel worker, Brother
Joseph Pottle, whom we all knew and who had been injured on the job, dragged
himself to the front of the church for prayer.  In answer to prayer, as he was
anointed with oil, his twisted body was straightened out before our eyes as we
heard bones and ligaments pop and snap.

.   One day, as a man of the church was working out of sight in the ticket
booth of a theater dad had rented for some healing meetings, he overheard two
priests who had stopped to read the billboards.  "We'll close this thing down
before they ever open," they agreed.  And the next day fire marshals descended
and a theater fit for the motion picture crowd was pronounced a fire trap for
pentecostal meetings. Only heroic effort fire-proofed the place in time for
the overflow crowds that flocked to hear Evangelist Richard Vineyard and to
see the sick healed.

.   It was the early 1950's.  I was 12 or 13 and the healing evangelists were
starting to crisscross the country with their tents. I saw with my own eyes
what I am convinced were genuine miracles of healing.  I wanted the power of
God in my life so badly that I told God I'd do anything!

.   I was always serious minded when it came to religion.  Once, when I was
younger, when the other kids were attending children's meeting at Bible Camp,
I begged my folks to allow me to listen to the morning adult Bible teacher.
From then on, I would sit and listen with tears of joy running down my face as
I savored the sweetness of God's Word. One day a gusty breeze rattled the tent
flap, making it hard to hear. I wrapped the rope around my arm to quiet the
noise.  A gust of wind hit the flap and yanked me off the rough plank bench
onto the sawdust on the ground.  I picked myself up, brushed off the sawdust
and sat back down and listened to God's Word.


I SPOKE WITH TONGUES

.   A chill went through me as both adult and teenage prayer supporters of
both sexes laid hands on me as I knelt on the platform with tears running down
my face.  I remember wondering how many were praying over me.  I did not open
my eyes.  I figured there must have been several. After all, my dad was
Pastor.

.   I wondered, "Should I fall over or continue kneeling?"  I thought I'd have
no choice.  Others seemed swept over, or as we called it, "slain in the
Spirit."  Oh how I wanted the ecstasy and joy of the others described!  I was
trying so hard and God knows that I was earnest.  At that moment, I wanted
nothing more than to be "baptized with the Spirit."

.   One from the chorus of voices all around me, praying for me and praising
God with upraised hands, spoke next to my ear, "Just praise Him in English
until you run out of words and God will give you a Heavenly language."  A
chorus of "Amen" and "Hallelujah" encouraged me to press on.

.   I had lost track of time but it was nearly 10:30 p.m. at First Pentecostal
Church of Chelsea, Massachusetts.  I must have been 11 or 12 years old at the
time.  And though I was small for my age, I was a serious Christian and I knew
I wanted what others were enjoying.  We were in the middle of a religious
revival.

    Most of the 100-150 teens of the church had "received."  I was not
about to be denied.  It wouldn't be a good example.  I wanted to set the right
example.  I had learned that by sitting next to my mother in church.  If I got
out of line, she would reach down and twist my ear or pinch the tender flesh
on the inside of my leg.  I learned my lesson well.

.   When early arrivals left no room in the Storms' pew and one of the little
Stormses didn't have room to sit with mother, I got the nod even though I was
next to the youngest.  My folks knew I'd hardly take my eye off the preacher
after I had finished playing my saxophone in the church orchestra and found my
way back into the congregation.

.   I still had not spoken in tongues.  It must have been nearly 11:00 p.m.
The prayer supporters drifted away from me to pray with someone else.  I began
to feel desperate.  Was I going to be left out?  Why couldn't I speak with
tongues?

.   "That's it; you've got it!"  It was my Dad's voice.  I looked across to
where he had been praying with someone else who was now laying on her back
with arms upraised towards Heaven and a torrent of "other tongues" pouring
from her lips.  With joy all over his face, dad motioned for the girl's mother
to come over from the pew where she was sitting to listen to her daughter's
"Heavenly language."  Everyone looked so pleased and radiant with joy.

.   "Oh, God, me too!" I heard myself saying, "Let me speak in tongues, too."
With that, the altar workers took heart knowing that I hadn't given up.  As
they came toward me, one of them said, "Just say whatever comes into your
mind.  God will give you the utterance." Soon I was speaking in tongues just
like I had heard so many other do.

.   I was so grateful to God for baptizing me in the Holy Ghost.  I thought,
"Oh, how good God is!  Thank you, Jesus.  I'm not worthy."  I must have spoken
in that "Heavenly language" for 10-15 minutes.  The thought passed through my
mind, "This is better than the baby talk I have heard others speaking."  My
new tongue was not just a few syllables but several words.  Over and over
again, wave after wave of ecstasy swept over me.  After 20 minutes of
"speaking in tongues", all I wanted to do was praise the Lord.

.   On the way home in the car, we sang a praised the Lord.  Oh, it was like
being drunk or like what junkies call being high.  They told me to pray in
tongues often so I wouldn't lose this gift.  Paul was held up as an example.
I was told that he said, "I speak with tongues more than ye all."

.   The exhortation continued, "Speak to God in tongues for 'he that speaketh
in an unknown tongue speaketh not unto me but unto God.'  You have a prayer
language: 'If I pray in an unknown tongue, my spirit prayeth but my
understanding is unfruitful.'  You can pray in tongues any time you want to,
for Paul said, 'I will pray with the Spirit,' which is praying in tongues,
'and I will pray with my understanding also.'"

.   I was told that speaking in tongues would edify or build me up. "He that
speaketh in an unknown tongue edifieth himself."

.   Years later, as an Assembly of God minister, I remembered and passed on
these same instructions many times.  I remembered on one occasion instructing
ten "candidates" for the baptism of the Holy Spirit.  They were sitting on the
front pew of a church where I was holding an evangelistic service for a week.

I told them that when I laid my hand on their heads, they would be filled with
the Spirit and speak with tongues.  All ten believed and one right after
another as I went down the line and laid hands on them, all spoke with
tongues.  I remember Acts 8:17, "Then laid their hands on them and they
received the Holy Ghost."  How exciting to share apostolic unction!


CACKLE LIKE A HEN

.   A good-sized crowd had come to the front of our church where the
evangelist said he would pray for those who wanted to be baptized with the
Holy Ghost.  One of them was Milt Nevens.  Milt had not been saved for very
long.

.   I remember the day I went to the Nevens' mobile home.  Mrs. Nevens had
visited Calvary Assembly of God and she had rededicated her life to Christ.
She had been saved in a Baptist Church in Georgia but she had grown cold.
When I arrived that afternoon, she was packing her things in tears.  She was
leaving Milt.

   She had had all she could take of his worldly ways.  Lil poured
out her hurts and unburdened her heart.  We prayed for Milt to be saved.  She
decided not to leave him but to apply a few suggestions I gave her and to
believe for his salvation.  Shortly thereafter Milt was gloriously converted,
assured of his salvation, and delivered from drinking and smoking.

.   Now he was standing in front of a pentecostal evangelist as earnest about
being baptized in the Holy Ghost as I was as a boy of 11 years old.  Each of
the candidates had been instructed that he should expect an Acts 2:4
experience and then the evangelist and I laid our hands on each of them a
prayed.

.   After prayer and encouragement from various Christian, Milt quietly began
to praise the Lord.  The evangelist leaned over to listen to Milt's words, and
suddenly he exuberantly announced, "That's it! You've got it!  Say it again."
Turning to me, he said, "He's got it, Brother; he's speaking in tongues."  I
was pleased; but I noticed a faint look of bewilderment on Milt's face, which
dulled my pleasure. We went around praying for others and the evangelist came
back to Milt a few times, encouraging him not to stop speaking in his Heavenly
language.

.   In a few days, the meetings closed and Milt mentioned that he wanted to
speak with me.  The negative feeling I experienced when I saw the bewildered
look on Milt's face at the altar, crept into the corner of my mind again.  I
sensed that something was wrong.  Milt laid it out before me this way,
"Pastor, I don't want to be negative, but the evangelist said I got it, but
there was no change.  All I did was say some words that had come to mind and
he said, 'You've got it!' Pastor, what did I get?  I don't want to doubt a man
of God...but I didn't get anything."

.   It's not easy to see a sincere and intelligent man's faith shaken like his
was shaken.  God had done so much in Milt's life and he wanted God to do
whatever else was His will, but Milt wasn't going to be bamboozled either.  He
wanted the real thing, not some cheap 20th Century imitation of the 1st
Century reality.  It occurred to me that there might be more like Milt that
weren't satisfied and were honest enough to say so.

.   I was speaking with some Assembly of God ministers in a restaurant. The
subject of pentecostal shenanigans came up at the meal.  One pastor told about
a technique he had observed where the altar worker told the person seeking to
be filled with the Spirit to say "la la la" over and over rapidly.  At first
the candidate would be speaking in "Heavenly baby talk" but soon he would
speak a "mature tongue". Another technique used in bringing someone through to
the "fullness of the Spirit" was to have the seeker breathe deeply over and
over again until he had "breathed in the Holy Spirit".  This technique might
be responsible for a large number of folks being "slain in the Spirit".

.   The topper of the evening was the unique method one pastor had observed to
be employed by and evangelist's wife.  He said he had observed the woman
circulating among people praying at the altar for the "fullness of the
Spirit".  He noticed that several of seekers broke into a grin after she had
spoken to them.  This pastor's curiosity then caused him to maneuver closer to
the evangelist's wife so that he could share her message of cheer:  "Just
cackle like a hen, honey; cackle like a hen and soon you will be speaking in
tongues."

.   I just can't feature Peter going around the Upper Room and telling folks
after ten days of praying, "Brother, we have almost prayed through.  Now if we
all just start to cackle like a hen, before long we will be filled with the
Spirit."  I do not mean to imply that all charismatics or pentecostals rely on
gimmicks.  I know many earnest folks who seek Gods power in fervent prayer and
wouldn't knowingly use any gimmick to counterfeit the fullness of the Spirit.

.    The Biblical pattern is a striking contrast to much of what I have
observed in pentecostal and charismatic circles.  "Now when the apostles which
were at Jerusalem heard that Samaria had received the Word of God, they sent
unto them Peter and John: Who, when they were come down, prayed for them, that
they might receive the Holy Ghost: (For as yet he was fallen upon none of
them: only they were baptized in the name of the Lord Jesus.)  Then they laid
their hands on them, and they received the Holy Ghost."  Acts 8:14-17.


THE HOLY SPIRIT JUST CONTRADICTED HIMSELF

.   One night a well-known pentecostal leader told me a few stories from his
large pentecostal church.  It seems that there was one man in his congregation
who used to interrupt the service at the most inappropriate times with his
little "message in tongues".  The man would rise and say, "Huck-shinney-aye,"
several times rapidly and then be seated and wait for the interpretation.  As
I understand the story, this preacher was a bit tired of these antics; and
when the man stood with the "glow of inspiration on his brow," about to
exercise his "gift of utterance," the pastor rebuked him with, "Huck-shinney-
aye" sit down!"

.   Most messages in tongues that I've heard were exhortation to live closer
to the Lord, to worship Jesus, or to get ready for the Rapture...though one
message in tongues of which I was told had this interpretation: "Yepper,
buster, better pay your tithes."

.   I always tried to listen to such utterances with a discerning but
uncritical spirit.  I had read, "Believe not evey spirit for not every spirit
is of God."  But I wanted to believe that God had something to say to me in a
message in tongues.

.   I also knew that the Holy Spirit would not contradict Himself.  It can be
rather unsettling for one who was taught to believe that messages in tongues
and interpretations are inspired of God to hear two messages that directly
contradict each other.  That is exactly what I heard at the New York District
Council of the Assemblies of God in May of 1973.

.   I had just spoken for 45 minutes against Assembly of God involvement in
the ecumenical evangelism of "Key '73".  There was debate and rebuttal and the
two messages on tongues with interpretation.  The first interpretation went
something like this: "Thou hast deliberated long enough it is time to vote.
God will show His will in the ballot."

.   The second interpretation went like this: "Thou are not ready to vote;
Thou shouldst go to prayer to find the mind of God."

.   I remember thinking, "If this is of the Holy Spirit, then the Holy Spirit
just contradicted Himself."  I waited for the District Superintendent to clear
up the confusion, but not one word of censure or instruction relative to the
two messages was forthcoming from the four District Officers nor the ten
sectional presbyters who were seated on the platform.  Surely this august body
of mature pentecostals would know what to do!

.   Why was this confusion not cleared up?  "Let the trumpet give a certain
sound," I thought.  And there was not any more clarity when the vote was taken
on the "Key '73" issue.  These pastors and delegates voted to warn our people
of the dangers of a "Key '73" type of involvement but they voted not to pull
out of it.


2,000 VERSES MANY FULL GOSPEL PEOPLE DON'T BELIEVE

.   I don't know how many times I have heard statements like this, "We believe
the whole Bible; we don't have to cut out parts of Acts or 1 Corinthians."  I
was proud to be full Gospel and I even preached sermons on being "full Gospel"
because I was convinced that those who did not speak with tongues were second-
rate Christians.

.   One of the most beautiful saints and Bible teachers I've known was my Old
Testament and Theology teacher at North Central Bible College in Minneapolis,
the late T.J. Jones.  Brother Jones was a real man of God.  I caught from him
a real love for God's Word.

.   Brother Jones was from England and he told this story of his passage to
America.  It seems that Rev. Jones had only enough money to purchase his
steamship ticket to America; and, not knowing that the price of the ticket
included the meals during the crossing, he packed crackers and cheese to
sustain him on the voyage.

.   After some days, the captain noted that passenger Jones was not seen
taking meals with the other travelers.  The captain's inquiry led to the
discovery of the reason.  With the misunderstanding cleared up, Brother Jones
was invited to dine that evening at the captain's table, and for the rest of
the trip, the English Bible teacher enjoyed the finest fare.

.   Both Brother Jones and I used to delight in using that as an illustration
of the difference between being a Christian and being a tongues-talking
pentecostal.  I was told that the other Christians live on crackers and
cheese; we tongues-talking pentecostal dine at the Captain's table.

.   I felt like "we've got it all; they don't have much," until one day I met
some powerful soul-winning Christians who had a whole lot more than I had.

And as I looked around the auditorium where these Christians worship, I
noticed hundreds of other pentecostal preachers who had also come to see what
they had at-of all places-First Baptist Church of Hammond, Indiana.  I
thought, after I had looked around and had seen some Assembly of God District
Officials who had recommended that I attend Jack Hyles' Pastor's School, "If
we are full Gospel and they are part Gospel, what are we doing here learning
from them?  They should be learning from us."

.   So I concluded, "If they have something you don't, Storms, you'd better
put aside denominational bigotry and learn, not to criticize." I have since
learned that there are some parts of the Bible we either didn't believe or we
didn't practice.  Here are some examples.


SEPARATION

.   There are 1897 verses in the Bible on separation from worldliness. When I
was a kid, we heard red-hot sermons on the subject, "Come out from among them
and be ye separate," and "Touch not the unclean thing."  The new charismatics'
message seems to be "Go ye in among them and be one with them and don't be
stuffy."  I am grieved when Assembly of God deacon's kids tell my kids about
Hollywood movies and school dances to which their parents have taken them.  I
cringe at the braless, hip hugger, mini-skirted, bare-bellied girls and long-
haired hippie-looking boys that gather at "Full Gospel" youth gatherings
representing the "cream of our Spirit-filled youth."

.   It is wrong for a pastor to use real wine in the Lord's Supper just to
please the new charismatics!  It is wrong for a pastor to take his Sunday
School teachers out for dinner and then serve the booze.  It is wrong for the
"Spirit-filled" show business people to earn their money in strip joints and
gambling casinos and hell holes serving the devil's crowd rather than rebuking
them.  God wants us to be in the world, but not like the world.

.   Jesus was separated from sinners, as we see in Hebrews 7:26.  We should
be, too.  "Love not the world, neither the things that are in the world.  If
any man love the world, the love of the Father is not in him."  1 John 2:15-
16.

.   "And every man that hath this hope purifieth himself, even as he is pure."
1 John 3:3  "Nevertheless the foundation of God standeth sure, having this
seal, The Lord knoweth them that are his.  And, let every one that nameth the
name of Christ depart from iniquity." 2 Timothy 2:19.

.   Jesus set the right example for us in the matter of separation. "For such
a high priest became us, who is holy, harmless, undefiled, separated from
sinners, and made higher than the heavens." Hebrews 7:26.


ECUMENICAL INVOLVEMENT

.   1 John 4:1-3 exhorts us, "Beloved, believe not every spirit, but try the
spirits whether they are of God: because many false prophets are gone out into
the world.  Hereby know ye the Spirit of God:  Every spirit that confesseth
that Jesus Christ is come in the flesh is of God: And every spirit that
confesseth not that Jesus Christ is come in the flesh is not of God: and this
is that spirit of antiChrist, whereof ye have heard that it should come; and
even now already is it in the world."

.   What kind of relationship can we have with those who deny the virgin
birth, the facts of Christ's coming in the flesh to die and that He was raised
up from the dead?  John, who speaks so much of love for other believers,
speaks out strongly on this issue, "Who is a liar but he that denieth that
Jesus is the Christ?  He is antiChrist, that denieth the Father and the Son."

If a man denies the deity of Christ, the anointed One, whose blood cleanses us
from all sin, he is "AntiChrist" and a "liar".  Yet it seems to me that many
charismatics call some folks "Brother" who do not believe that Jesus is the
virgin-born son of God.  These liars teach that there are some sins for which
the blood of Christ will not atone, so we must burn in purgatory or earn
Heaven by good works.  They walk in darkness of man's doctrines and
superstition.

 "If we say that we have fellowship with him and walk in
darkness, we lie and do not the truth." 1 John 1:6.

.   "Be ye not unequally yoked together with unbelievers: for what fellowship
hath righteousness with unrighteousness?  and what communion hath light with
darkness?" 2 Corinthians 6:14.

.   "Be not ye therefore partakers with them."  "and have no fellowship with
the unfruitful works of darkness, but rather reprove them." Ephesians 5:7 &
11.

.   "Whosoever transgresseth, and abideth not in the doctrine of Christ, he
hath not God.  He that abideth in the doctrine of Christ, he hath both the
Father and the Son.  If there come any unto you and bring not this doctrine,
receive him not into your house, neither bid him Godspeed: for he that biddeth
him Godspeed is partaker of his evil deeds."  2 John 9-11.

.   "But though we, or an angel from heaven, preach any other Gospel unto you
than that which we have preached unto you, let him be accursed."  Gal. 1:8.

.   However spiritual, gifted, or angelic a person may be, if he preaches
another Gospel, we are not to receive him: "Let him be accursed."

.   I have seen charismatics laud unity with those who preach another Gospel.
I have seen writeups which extol the lion lying down with the lamb, so to
speak but that won't happen till Jesus comes. Charismatics don't seem to
believe what the Bible says about ecumenical involvement with unbelievers,
Bible deniers, and false teachers.

.   Revelation 17-18 tells about that great harlot and spiritual Babylon,
which I believe to the the one-world apostate religion on the last days.  The
Word says, "And I heard another voice from heaven, saying, Come out of her, my
people, that ye be not partakers of her sins, and that ye receive not of her
plagues."

   Revelation 18:4.  We see this mindless ecumenism forming religious
alliances in our day, and the sad things is that many born-again folks are so
blind that they join in fellowship with those that preach another Gospel.  It
seems that charismatics make tongues the basis for fellowship.  Well, the
devil can speak with tongues and the flesh can mimic tongues. Salvation is the
basis for our fellowship not tongues.

.   Ecumenical teaching which doesn't make the faith once delivered unto the
saints its ground for cooperation, falls into the same doctrinal error as
Baalam did.  Mindless ecumenism is a modern-day manifestation of the doctrine
of Baalam and a stumbling block to God's people.


CONTENDING FOR THE FAITH

.   It seems to me that charismatics and new evangelicals are afraid that they
might offend someone if they "contend for the faith once delivered unto the
saints."

.   "Beloved, when I gave all diligence to write unto you of the common
salvation, it was needful for me to write unto you, and exhort you that you
should earnestly contend for the faith which was once delivered unto the
saints.  For there are certain men crept in unawares, who were before of old
ordained to this condemnation, unGodly men, turning the grace of our God into
lasciviousness, and denying the only Lord God, and our Lord Jesus Christ."
Jude 3-4.

.   Paul told Timothy, "fight the good fight of faith, lay hold on eternal
life, where unto thou are also called, and hast professed a good profession
before many witnesses."  1 Timothy 6:12.  The militant side of the Christian
life can be neglected for the devotional side, any more than the devotional
side of the Christian life can be neglected for the militant.  We can be
loving and contend for the faith.  We can contend for the faith without being
contentious.

  We must not allow false doctrine to creep into our midst because
we are too loving to fight it.  Spurgeon said, "Lie down with dogs, rise up
with fleas."  When we hang around with liberals and modernists and catholics,
we will soon start acting like them.  A good illustration of this is found in
an article in "Jesus To The Communist World:"

.   "Brother Thomas Zimmerman is general super-intendant of the Assemblies of
God in the U.S.A. and head of the World Pentecostal Conference.  He has
asserted continually that he himself has seen freedom of religion in the
SOVIETS.

  We provided him with all the material proving that pentecostals in
Russia are imprisoned, put in psychiatric asylums, sometimes killed.  The
persecution is substantiated by the Soviet press itself.  No Pentecostal Union
is allowed to exist in Russia.  Notwithstanding, he invited a Soviet
delegation, consisting of Communist agents, to the World Pentecostal Congress
in London.

.   "We asked ourselves how a man baptized with the Holy Spirit could be so
blind to obvious facts?  We now have a possible answer.  Rev. Zimmerman has
allegedly misused hundreds of thousands of dollars belonging to the church.
The Internal Revenue Service is looking into this matter. (St. Louis Globe
Democrat of January 9, 1977).

.    "Cash was effective even with an apostle.  Could this be one explanation
why some American Church leaders praise the nonexistent Soviet liberties and
turn against us?"

.   The Assemblies of God has rubbed shoulders with folks from the world
Council of Churches in activities like "Key '73" and now they are talking the
same line.  The doctrines of separation have been neglected in Assembly of God
circles of late, so now Assembly of God people feel no convictions about
having fellowship with those atheistic communist agents.

.   Paul warned Timothy, "For the time will come when they will not endure
sound doctrine; but after their own lusts shall they heap to themselves
teachers, having itching ears; and they shall turn away their ears from the
truth, and shall be turned unto fables."  2 Timothy 4:3-4.  He loved God, the
truth, and God's people enough to fight "doctrines of devils" and to "contend
for the faith."  Would to God that charismatics had that kind of love instead
of this wishy-washy sentimental love that won't even contend with the devil!


GOING TO LAW WITH BROTHERS

.   The "Largest charismatic fellowship in the world", the Assemblies of God,
does not follow the instruction found in 1 Corinthians 6:1-8. such terms as
"Full Gospel" and "all the Gospel" are a mockery when they pick out passages
of Scripture and ignore them.

.   1 Corinthians 6:1-8 is very plain: "Dare any of you, having a matter
against another, go to law before the unjust, and not before the saints?  Do
you not know that the saints shall judge the world? And if the world shall be
judged by you, are you unworthy to judge the smallest matters?  Know ye not
that we shall judge angels?  How much more things that pertain to this life?

If then ye have judgments of things pertaining to this life, set them to judge
who are least esteemed in the church.  I speak to your shame.  Is it so, that
there is not a wise man among you?  No, not one that shall be able to judge
between his brethren?  But brother goeth to law with brother, and that before
the unbelievers.  Now therefore there is utterly a fault among you, because ye
go to law one with another.  Why do ye not rather take wrong?  Why do ye not
rather suffer yourselves to be defrauded?  Nay, ye do wrong, and defraud, and
that your brethren."

.   Jesus made a plain statement on the matter, "But I say unto you, That ye
resist not evil: but whosoever shall smite thee on the right cheek, turn to
him the other also.  And if any man will sue thee at law, and take away thy
coat, let him have thy cloak also."  Matt. 5:39-40.

.   When our congregation became convinced of the worldly and compromising
trend in the Assemblies of God, we voted unanimously to eliminate all
reference to affiliation with the Assemblies of God from our Constitution and
By-laws.

  A year later, when we announced our independence, the New York
District Council of Assemblies of God sued our church.  We offered to have the
matter settled in a Biblical manner before a panel of five Christians.  They
have, as of this writing, made no reply to that offer and continued the suit.

.   We offered to turn over all of the assets which our congregation owns to
the handful of dissidents that arose in our church, but it has been reported
that they intend to destroy us.  It appears that someone does not believe
these precious verses of God's Word.  "Recompense to no man evil of evil.

Provide things honest in the sight of all men. If it be possible, as much as
lieth in you, live peaceably with all men.  Dearly beloved, avenge not
yourselves, but rather give place unto wrath: for it is written, Vengeance is
mine; I will repay, saith the Lord."  Romans 12:17-19.

.   The Assemblies of God is saying that we are stealing the church from them.
That is strange since the deed is in our (the local congregation's) name.
But, be that as it may, Proverbs 20:22 says, "Say not thou, I will recompense
evil; but wait on the Lord, and he shall save thee."  It seems that this large
group of charismatics doesn't believe that, just as they don't believe other
parts of the Gospel of Jesus.


FILLED WITH THE SPIRIT AT FIRST BAPTIST CHURCH IN HAMMOND

.   I sat with a few thousand preachers in Pastor's School at First Baptist
Church in Hammond where Dr. Jack Hyles shares freely with fundamental pastors
how God has helped them grow in modern times.  It is a church of 38,000
members and a high attendance of over 100,000. I saw Assemblies of God
pastors, and even Assembly of God District Officials, in attendance.  In fact,
an Assemblies of God Official had recommended that I attend.  I saw 1,000 come
to Christ that Sunday morning.

    I saw love and excitement about God's work.  I
heard straight, strong preaching.  If my pentecostal background hadn't told me
differently, I would have thought that these people believed in Holy Ghost
power.  I thought to myself, "If we are 'Full Gospel' and this is a 'part
Gospel' church, then what are we doing here listening to them tell us how to
do a great work for God.  Why aren't they asking us how we are doing it!"

.   I was told that the average Assembly of God Sunday School that year ran 80
in attendance.  Here was a church with a Sunday School attendance of over
100,000 on one Sunday!  I decided that I would not be a smart alack and just
come home with gimmicks to promote the attendance and ideas for Sunday School
campaigns; I decided to have the powers that made that church work.  I cried
and prayed and begged God for power as I saw the fruit born in that church.

.   One night I prayed most of that night.  In the basement of a member's home
of First Baptist Church, with men who were attending the Pastor's School
sleeping in cots all around me, I told God that I had to have power to win
souls.  I told Him it didn't matter to me how He did it or what accompanied
it, but I wanted the power!  I desperately wanted to see souls saved.  I had
caught the vision of that church.

.   The next evening when Pastor Hyles preached on "Fresh Oil," he told of the
need of being filled with the Spirit and refilled over and over again.  He
invited preachers who wanted Holy Ghost power to come to the front for prayer.
The aisles were jammed.  I couldn't get out of the balcony.  Brother Hyles
called on Spirit-filled pastors who were in the audience to pray with those
that couldn't get to the altar.

.   Pastor Ed Nelson stood at the end of my aisle.  When it came my turn, I
told him, "I have the name that I am Spirit-filled, but I am not.  Pray that
God will give me fullness of power."  He prayed and I returned to my seat.
There was no thrill nor ecstasy - no outward evidence - only an inward
assurance that the Father will give the power of the Holy Spirit to them that
ask, and if I ask for bread, He will not give me a stone.  I knew in my heart
that God had kept His promise.

.   The next morning I drove past the church and let some people off and then
parked the car a couple of blocks away.  I was running down the street so that
I wouldn't be late.  I didn't have a Bible in my hand; it was with the group I
had let off at church.  I wasn't wearing a badge that identified me as a
minister or as attending Pastor's School.  I probably didn't look as much like
a fundamental preacher as I do now.  A big truck honked at me and parked in
traffic.

    A man got out and chased me, asking if I had something to tell him.
I stopped, somewhat out of breath (as much from the excitement as from
running), as the man asked me how to be saved.  He said that something just
told him that he had to speak with me.  I took out my New Testament and led
him to the Lord as his buddy in the cab of that big truck honked impatiently
because the truck was blocking traffic.  That man bowed his head there on the
street and found Christ.  He promised to attend First Baptist Church that
Sunday, make a public confession, and be baptized.

.   I had never had anyone chase me down, asking to be saved.  A man fell
under conviction in a truck and ran me down to find Christ.  I knew that God
had answered my prayer.  Though I had always emphasized soul winning and had
won many souls, in the next six months I won more souls than I had in my whole
life.  In the next three months, our church attendance averaged the highest we
had ever reached.

.   I must be honest and say that I allowed the battles of the next year to
discourage me.  I became discouraged over an assistant pastor who worked
against me, over the bitterness I faced in my denomination, and over the
misunderstandings in my own family.  But let me say, there is no joy like the
joy of a soul winner working in the power of the Spirit.


WHAT DOES IT MEAN TO BE FILLED WITH THE SPIRIT

.   I use to equate the fullness of the Spirit with speaking in tongues. But I
didn't speak with tongues that night at First Baptist Church.  I simply and
desperately claimed God's promise.  I was taught that if you didn't speak with
tongues you weren't filled with the Spirit.  I find it hard to say that Moody,
Finney, Torrey, Rice, Hyles, and others of the world's greatest soul winners
were not filled with the Spirit.  I remember the evidence which Jesus promised
to those who would be filled with the Spirit: "But ye shall receive power
after the Holy Ghost is come upon you: and ye shall be witnesses unto me both
in Jerusalem and in all Judaea, and in Samaria, and unto the uttermost part of
the earth."  Power to witness is what He promises and that is what we should
expect.

.   Someone will ask, "What about tongues?"  1 Corinthians 14:19 says, "Yet in
the church I had rather speak five words with my understanding, that by my
voice I might teach others also, than ten thousand words in an unknown
tongue."

.   1 Corinthians 12:28 indicates that tongues is the least of the ministries
in the church.  Why should we elevate it to such prominence?  The carnal
church at Corinth exalted speaking in tongues to the point that Paul had to
rebuke them because they loved to show off and "speak into the air" 1
Corinthians 14:9.

.   Paul asks a series of questions in 1 Corinthians 12:29-30 to which the
implied answers are "No!"  One of these questions to which the answer is "No"
is, "Do all speak with tongues?"  Why should we try to say that all do speak
with tongues when filled with the Spirit?  Why should we belittle those who
don't speak with tongues?  Why don't we seek power to win souls?

.   Why not let the Holy Spirit be the baptizer and do it His way rather than
our trying to tell him how it should be done.  Why not be filled again and
again?  We receive of His Spirit at salvation or we are none of His, but He
should fill or control us day by day (Acts 4:31).  Let's seek to be endued
with power to win souls.  Let's not tell God how to do it or what must
accompany this power.  Let us ask and believe that we receive and we shall
have what God has promised. Let us not accept a cheap 20th Century counterfeit
of the New Testament enduement with power to witness.


8 REASONS WHY I CHOSE NOT TO BE A CHARISMATIC

.   To conclude, let me summarize my reason for choosing not to be a
charismatic.

     1. I   see  what seems to  me to be too much  compromise  of
        doctrine and  standards  by  charismatics  in order  that
        they might achieve acceptance in the religious community.

     2. I    am   convinced   that   many    charismatics   speak
        psychologically-induced   tongues   rather  than   Spirit
        empowered  tongues  and some may even speak in tongues by
        the power of the devil.

     3. I  am  sickened by the foolishness that goes on under the
        pretense that it is the moving of the Holy Spirit.

     4. I  have  observed that many sincere people who are hungry
        for  God's  best  are  mislead  into  accepting poor sub-
        stitutes  for the fullness of the Spirit.

     5. I   see  a  blindness   that   seems   to  prevail  among
        charismatics  about  the  importance  of  separation from
        worldliness.

     6. I  find  a  mindless  ecumenism that brings believers and
        unbelievers  together  in  an   unequal  yoke  and  makes
        speaking in tongues the basis for fellowship.

     7. I  find  a reluctance of charismatics to contend for  the
        faith once delivered unto the saints. It seems that since
        this is not popular, charismatics neglect such Scriptural
        defense of the faith and act  as though doctrinal  purity
        is of little importance.

     8. It seems that charismatics find it easy to ignore certain
        portions  of Scripture when those portions are  inconven-
        ient to follow.    For  example: the  complete  disregard
        for 1 Corinthians 6:1-8 relative to  taking  your brother
        to court.


.   My humble prayer is that many who are taken up with 'charismania' will
read this booklet and rethink their position and find the teaching and
practices the New Testament Christians followed.

.   I feel compelled to say a further word.  My family, for the most part, is
either traditional pentecostals or charismatics.  Now, I am neither.  To me
the word "Pentecostal" means "Those that believe that speaking in tongues is
of such importance as to make it a main doctrinal distinction."  They believe
that Biblical tongues are of two kinds: known languages and ecstatic
utterances.

  Pentecostals believe that speaking in tongues is the evidence of
baptism of the Holy Spirit and some Pentecostals make tongues the evidence of
salvation.  I am not a Pentecostal then for I believe none of that.

.   I do not believe that tongues is of such major importance as to make that
doctrinal distinction of our church.  I do not believe that Biblical tongues
are ecstatic utterances but known languages imparted supernaturally by the
Holy Spirit.

   I believe that power to win souls - not tongues - is the
evidence of the fullness of the Spirit.  I certainly do not believe that
speaking in tongues is the evidence of salvation.

.   A charismatic is one who stresses the gifts of the Spirit, especially the
gift of tongues.  The Charismatic Movement is the most effective arm of the
ecumenical movement.  Charismatics seem to make speaking in tongues the basis
for fellowship rather than making salvation the common grounds on which
Christians meet.

.   I have already stated my position on the Charismatic position. but where
does this put me with my family.  I love them.  They love me. We do not
jawbone each other over these matters.  I thank God for Godly parents who
taught me to love the Lord and to trust in His gracious supply.  My father has
been spared by God's gracious hand through cancer and five heart attacks to
continue to preach salvation by grace through faith.  In that I rejoice.


OUR GOSPEL IS AS SIMPLE AS - ABC

     A.  Admit you're a sinner ("All have sinned..." Romans 3:23)
         and  accept  Gods  ONLY ANTIDOTE for sin - faith in  the
         innocent  shed  blood of His only begotten Son, Jesus.

     B.  Believe  that  Jesus  is the Son of God,  and  that  "He
         became sin for  us,   who  knew  no sin,  that we  might
         be made the righteousness of God  through faith in him."
         2  Corinthians 5:21.  Also John 3:16.

     C.  Confess your  sin  and  call on the name of the Lord for
         salvation, for whosoever does (this includes YOU)  shall
         be saved. Romans 10:13.   (Read Romans 8:1  &  Ephesians
         4:30 for spiritual security).

.   Now give the Master charge of your life by praying this prayer: "Thank you
Jesus, for dying for me.  I'm sorry I sinned.  Please forgive me and save my
soul.  Help me live for you.  Amen."