The Philadelphia Church of God Sails Rapidly Towards the Iceberg

Over the last few years, delightful little leaks have been bubbling up from the Philadelphia Church of God revealing that things are not quite as spectacularly rosy as they endlessly brag in their slick propaganda rags. Income is circling the drain, members are bolting for the exits in droves, and even the die-hards are starting to notice that their precious tithes are being gleefully squandered on extravagances that have less to do with the gospel than Bob Thiel's African witch doctors do.

But fear not, loyal sheep! Despite the bleeding membership and tanking finances, the Flurry clan has heroically buried their heads in the sand and proclaimed their little fiefdom the Greatest Church of God Since the Apostles™. They’re still white-knuckling that luxury Gulfstream so King Gerald, the entire royal Flurry bloodline, and especially their precious Celtic-dancing offspring never have to suffer the indignity of flying seated next to filthy, unconverted rabble on commercial cattle cars. Millions upon millions evaporate into those touring Celtic dance spectaculars—because obviously nothing screams “urgent end-time gospel to a dying world” like prancing around in ghillies and hard shoes while the collection plates run dry.

Hundreds of thousands were blown digging up some random dirty rock from Oregon, trucking it to Edmond like a holy relic, and enshrining it as the very stone Herbert Armstrong supposedly knelt at to pray. They slapped a fancy throne around it and declared it the official coronation seat for Jesus Christ Himself. Peak biblical scholarship. Millions more have vanished into that bottomless British estate money pit they can’t sell, while cash continues to be shoveled into a Jerusalem office so King Flurry and Lil’ Stevie can LARP as the Two Witless Witnesses the moment the world ends.

This is peak Armstrongism 2026: a “church” that looks less like followers of Christ and more like a drunkard’s fever dream — the same Gerald Flurry once arrested for public intoxication and attempting to bribe a cop. Classy.

And right on schedule, here’s today’s gem from the Exit and Support Network (April 28, 2026):

Those feast numbers are highly exaggerated [see April 20 letter] to make the PCG look bigger than what it really is to their members. They do that with funds too. Lie. Many congregations have had to combine over the years because of people leaving—teens, people disenfranchised, disfellowshipped, deaths. There are only a few US sites for the feast. There is no work in Latin America anymore. Edstone is still for sale. (They will never get what they are asking for it.) There is no work there either, thus having the feast in the Netherlands for the minuscule amount of members there, or for those who can afford to travel, I’m assuming. I would personally guess that if there were about 2000-2500 members left, including children and teens, it would be a really good guess. I also don’t understand why they won’t sell their plane and tighten their budgets as an example, but call for a fast (God would NEVER answer that fast) and beg, gaslight and harangue the members for money to pursue that frivolous dig. How would they dig there if a war is going on? How does a Celtic culture that permeates that PCG cult have to do with Jerusalem? Weren’t they the first tribes to go into paganism? Maybe it’s just about the money; they don’t want to sell the plane with its huge expenses…That’s probably why they borrowed money. What work are they doing with that plane, other than flying around like they are royalty? Celtic Throne? Psalter? No one is watching except the dutiful members who are programmed, because the rest of the world is not watching, and they don’t care. Sad that the members are being put to work like chattel and are exploited like that. The PCG is like the Titanic: it was huge, no one could bring it down! Not even God will sink PCG because Flurry ‘has a message to give to Christ when He returns’ at the cost of members. Well, it’s about to hit the iceberg and go down with its elites on lifeboats, while the others are sadly left to drown. God is not mocked. And we are seeing this unfold. –S. S. 

Let’s be brutally clear: the Philadelphia Church of God is not a Christian church. It is a personality cult built on fraud, fear, and Flurry family ego — wearing Christian terminology like a cheap Halloween costume.

• It exalts a man (Gerald “That Prophet” Flurry) above Christ and treats his family like royalty while calling members “chattel.”

• It preaches a false gospel of British-Israelism, legalistic tithing, and exclusive salvation through the PCG — the exact “another gospel” Paul cursed in Galatians 1:8-9.

• It fleeces the flock with endless cash demands for private jets, Celtic dance troupes, magic rocks on thrones, failing British mansions, and Jerusalem real estate — all while the “work” collapses. This is textbook false teacher behavior condemned throughout the New Testament (2 Peter 2, Jude, 1 Timothy 6:5).

The fruit is undeniable: broken families, financial ruin, mass exits, exaggerated numbers, and a leadership that responds to crisis with more begging and gaslighting. Jesus said you’ll know them by their fruit. This tree is dead and rotten.

The Titanic analogy isn’t clever — it’s prophetic. The PCG is sinking fast, but the “elite” lifeboats are already reserved: “Flurry Family Members ONLY,” “Elite HQ Members ONLY,” and “Celtic Dancers ONLY.” Everyone else is told to keep tithing, rearrange the deck chairs, and trust “God’s government.”

God is not mocked. The hull is breached. The icy water is rising. And no amount of royal dancing or rock-throne idolatry will stop this cult from joining every other failed Armstrong splinter at the bottom of the sea — right where deceptive, money-loving, Christ-denying groups belong.

If you’re still in the PCG, the lifeboats aren’t for you. Time to swim.