The Ministry Vacated So Christ Had To Ordain Me

 

There is a special kind of confidence that only exists in the Armstrongist remnant universe. It is the confidence that allows a man in Keosauqua, Iowa, to look at the wreckage of the old Worldwide Church of God, notice that almost every ordained minister either changed doctrines, started their own group, retired, or died, and conclude: "Well, that leaves me. Christ had no choice."

Samuel Kitchen has made the claim with remarkable clarity. The ministry vacated their posts. Therefore Jesus Christ was compelled to ordain a man still inside "the church." Either Kitchen is a false minister, he writes, or he has been ordained by Jesus Christ. There is no third option. The logic is airtight if you already accept the premise that the entire visible ministry of a denomination that once numbered over 100,000 members simply walked off the job and left the Son of God holding an empty clipboard. 

That is the entire argument, dressed up in a thick coat of King James verses. Herbert W. Armstrong was ordained by Christ. The Worldwide Church of God is "the vine." Everyone who left is scattering, planting tares, and will be uprooted. When the hired help disappears, the Owner of the vineyard is forced to tap whoever is still standing in the building. In this case, that person happens to be a third-generation member who runs websites, writes AI-assisted hymns, collects tithes under a letter of authorization from a Philippine elder who later moved on, and explains that the authorization remains valid because Jesus is still Head of the Church. 

It is an elegant solution to a staffing problem. No messy laying-on-of-hands by existing evangelists. No need for the kind of public recognition Armstrong himself insisted upon. Just a quiet, private promotion issued after everyone else "vacated." The verses about false prophets, blind guides, and plants the Father did not plant are then aimed, with impressive precision, at everyone except the man now claiming the office.

The same texts that warn "leave them alone" are offered as both shield and sword. Hosea's "let him alone," Christ's warning about blind leaders of the blind, and the fruit-inspection passage in Matthew 7 are all pressed into service. The implication is straightforward: anyone who questions the new arrangement is the one who should be left alone. Those not "with the vine" will find themselves barred from the Kingdom. It is a tidy theological circle.

Forty years after Armstrong's death, the old organization is gone. Grace Communion International kept the legal shell and dropped the distinctive doctrines. Dozens of splinter groups claim to be the faithful remnant. Into that crowded field walks a man who argues that the vacancy itself constitutes the call. The ministry left; therefore Christ ordained the remaining occupant. The claim is not that Kitchen sought the office. The claim is that heaven ran out of options.

One can almost picture the scene in the heavenly HR department: the last qualified candidates have all taken other positions or started competing franchises. The position cannot stay vacant. A third-generation member in rural Iowa is still showing up, still posting sermons from the 1970s and 1980s, still insisting the corporation may have died but the spiritual organism did not. Fine. Stamp the papers. Forced ordination it is.

Whether this produces good fruit or simply another small website asking for tithes to "restore the storehouse" is, of course, the test the same scriptures Kitchen quotes actually recommend. In the meantime, the rest of the former Worldwide Church of God diaspora can be forgiven for treating the announcement the way most people treat a coworker who declares himself CEO after everyone else quit: with a mixture of pity, amusement, and the quiet decision to not join forces with him. Exactly as the verses suggest.

Armstrongism's Favorite Control Issue Just Got Smaller: Crackpot Bob and the Case of the Missing Covenant Skin

 

Crackpot Bob, self-appointed prophet of the Continuing Church of Prophetic Recycling, and pretend professional commenter on everything from European beasts to wearables as 666-adjacent, has decided the great moral crisis of the hour is whether Europeans should be allowed to look sideways at ritual circumcision. Belgium investigates a handful of unlicensed mohels; Jewish groups (quite reasonably) defend a core religious practice; EU officials scramble to say they are not trying to ban Jewish life. And Crackpot Bob, who is neither Jewish, Belgian, nor a pediatric urologist, inserts himself like a man who just discovered a new lever for other people's bodies.

This is classic Armstrongite muscle memory. Herbert Armstrong's heirs spent decades turning optional, cultural, or ceremonial items into identity tests. Sabbath? Fine, that's actually in the New Testament conversation. Holy days? Debatable. Then came British Israelism charts, makeup bans, three tithes, and the quiet pressure to treat every Old Testament physical sign as if Jesus merely paused it instead of fulfilling it. Circumcision is the latest exhibit: officially "not required," unofficially "you're unloving and deceived if you don't."

The New Covenant is not subtle about this

Acts 15 is the Jerusalem Council's memo to the Gentile churches: no circumcision requirement. The issue was not "wait until the baby is eight days old." It was whether belonging to Christ required the Abrahamic flesh-sign. The answer was no.

Paul is even blunter:

• Circumcision is nothing and uncircumcision is nothing, but keeping the commandments of God is what matters. (1 Corinthians 7:19)"
• For in Christ Jesus neither circumcision nor uncircumcision avails anything, but a new creation." (Galatians 6:15)"
• If you become circumcised, Christ will profit you nothing." (Galatians 5:2) 

Romans 2:28-29 and Colossians 2:11 relocate the sign inward: circumcision of the heart, made without hands. That is the New Covenant version. The physical rite was a covenant marker for Abraham's physical descendants and for those entering that national covenant. It was never presented as a universal health ordinance that Gentile Christians must impose on infants to prove they love them.

Paul had Timothy circumcised (Acts 16:3) for missional reasons among Jews, not because the Council got it wrong. That is the opposite of turning it into a standing pastoral recommendation wrapped in CDC citations.

Early Jewish believers in Jerusalem kept many Jewish customs. Of course they did. They were Jews. That does not convert a fulfilled covenant sign into a Christian parental duty. Justin Martyr and later Gentile churches dropped it for a reason. Pretending "the first fifteen bishops of Jerusalem were circumcised, therefore you should snip your son" is like arguing that because Peter kept kosher until the sheet vision, every COG kitchen must still avoid shrimp."

Not required, but..." is how control works

Thiel's own writing admits Gentiles need not be circumcised to be Christians. Then the paragraph immediately pivots: parents who skip it are unloving; opponents are "evil men and impostors... deceiving and being deceived"; science and Moses both demand it; infants should not get to decide later. That is not "optional." That is a guilt sandwich with extra prophecy.

Health organizations do not speak with one voice the way Thiel pretends. WHO and CDC have supported voluntary medical male circumcision in high-HIV adult populations in parts of Africa-an entirely different context from routine neonatal cutting in low-HIV Western countries. Many European pediatric bodies do not recommend routine infant circumcision. U.S. rates have been falling for years. Benefits exist in some analyses (UTI reduction in infancy, some STI associations); so do costs, complications, loss of tissue, and the ethical question of permanently altering a non-consenting minor for non-therapeutic reasons. Adults can choose. Infants cannot.

Jews and Muslims have a religious claim that is their business and their covenant. Christians in the New Covenant do not inherit that claim as a command. Some families will still choose it for culture, family resemblance, or personal medical judgment. Fine. That is liberty. What is not fine is a tiny Church of God fiefdom treating foreskin policy as another loyalty test, another way to mark who is "in" and who is worldly, deceived, or insufficiently faithful to "the fathers."

Armstrongism has always been hungry for distinctive physical markers. When the big distinctive (you are the one true remnant, the rest of Christianity is deceived) starts to look thin, the smaller ones get louder. Diet. Calendar. And now, apparently, whether your son's anatomy matches a Bronze Age covenant sign that Paul said no longer avails anything.

If Bob wants to argue medical statistics, he can do it without 2 Timothy 3:13. If he wants to defend Jewish religious liberty in Belgium, he can do it without implying that Gentile Christian parents who leave their sons intact are failing Deuteronomy. The hissy fit is not really about Europe. It is about a movement that cannot stop managing other people's bodies and calling it love.

Saxony-Anhalt Votes, America Prepares for Servitude: The COG WWIII Prophecy Industrial Complex Never Sleeps

  

Congratulations, America. A political party just won a state election in Saxony-Anhalt, a place most Americans could not find on a map if you handed them the map, a highlighter, and a three-hour head start. According to the latest dispatch from the Continuing Church of Prophetic Recycling, this means Ulrich Siegmund and Karl-Theodor zu Guttenberg are about to shake hands with Moscow, reorganize Europe into the ten-horned monster from Revelation 17, betray the United States, invade the homeland, execute the inconvenient, and ship the remaining millennials to Europe to polish the Baron's riding boots.  

This is not analysis. This is the same movie Armstrongism has been screening since the 1950s, only the actors keep getting recast. First it was Adenauer. Then Strauss. Then Kohl. Then Merkel was secretly paving the way. Now it's a guy who won 43.8 percent in one eastern Landtag and a former defense minister who once called Donald Trump a blonde lunatic and later a clown. 

Crackpot Bob's script never changes: Germany stirs, the Beast awakens, America is toast, and the faithful should really consider the literature table on the way out.  The fear tactic is beautifully efficient. Take a real, messy, democratic event - voters in a poorer eastern state punishing the governing parties over migration, energy prices, and general exhaustion - and immediately inflate it into the opening credits of World War III plus the Book of Revelation director's cut.

Any German politician who is not a perfect Atlanticist liberal instantly becomes "a 21st-century Hitler." Any suggestion that Europe might want its own defense policy becomes "the deal with the King of the North." A talk-show appearance about whether the church should be political becomes "positioning himself for the final reorganization."  

Notice the flexibility. If the AfD governs, that's the Beast rising. If the AfD is frozen out, that's the Beast being restrained until the appointed hour. If Guttenberg criticizes the firewall, he's building a coalition of ten kings. If he stays on the sidelines, he's the little horn waiting for his moment with only a small number of supporters (Daniel 11:23, naturally). There is no possible outcome that does not confirm the prophecy. That is not watchfulness. That is a closed interpretive system that treats current events as set dressing for a story written decades ago. 

The enslavement-and-invasion climax is the tell. No serious reading of German or European politics in 2026 points to panzers rolling through Ohio so that young Americans can become household staff in Franconia. What it does point to is a religious subculture that has spent seventy years needing a German villain the way some people need a weather forecast. The AfD's actual problems - its fringe, its slogans, its coalition math - are far less interesting than the eschatological fan fiction they can be forced into.  Europe will keep changing. Germany will keep arguing with itself. Voters will keep surprising pollsters. None of that requires a two-headed Beast, a secret Vatican-Moscow-Berlin pact, or a sudden American body count. It just requires people to stop treating every regional election as the first trumpet.  

Armstrongism's Longest Running Ministry To Its Members: You Are Too Stupid To Know How To Dress Appropriately, So Let Us Tell You

 

Living Church of God is once again telling grown adults what to wear to church and what kind of swimsuit will not scandalize the Millennium. Coats, collared shirts, ties, and nice slacks for men. For women: no form-fitting clothes, no high hemlines, no cleavage, no bare shoulders, no backless dresses, no crop-tops. At the pool or beach: cover the midsection, ladies. Men: no Speedos unless a European pool forces the issue. After all, you are future kings and priests. You must discern between what is appropriate and what is not.

Just not, apparently, without a memo. 

This is not a new burst of pastoral concern. It is a seasonal ritual. LCG has been issuing nearly the same Feast fashion briefing for years - 2017, 2018, 2021, 2022, 2023, 2024, and now again - as if the flock keeps forgetting how fabric works between Atonement and Opening Night. 

Armstrongism did not invent modest dress. It did invent the idea that converted adults cannot be trusted to figure it out.

Herbert W. Armstrong did not merely prefer a jacket. In May 1979 he asked, in print, whether some members might be kept out of the Kingdom of God because they showed up in jeans, overalls, or tennis shoes. "THIS IS SERIOUS!" he wrote. Church was coming into the very presence of God. He had pressed his own suit on an ironing board when he owned one pair of shoes with holes in the soles. The rest of you could at least try. 

The system that followed treated clothing as a sacrament of submission. Women were not to wear pants except for sports. Skirts had to reach the knee. Hair had to cover the nape of the neck. Makeup was banned, then allowed, then banned again because Satan had supposedly used lipstick to knock the church off track. It's always the women at fault, not the narcissistic toupee-wearing ministers. Men were not to let sideburns drop below mid-ear or comb hair over the forehead. Toupees were out unless you were a minister or evangelist. If a poor new member arrived without a tie, one could be issued at the door - salvation by accessory. Ministers counseled members on cars, jobs, mates, and, in some eras, what was permitted in the marriage bed. Clothing was simply the most visible leash. 

The makeup saga remains the masterpiece. In 1955 the church "ruled." In 1974 the rule loosened. In 1981 Armstrong announced that Satan had used cosmetics to derail the work, and women were to wash their faces. Headquarters church reportedly complied the very next Sabbath. Some women later admitted they took it off for services and put it back on for the world - a small, human act of sanity that was treated as double-mindedness. The Bride of Christ, Armstrong warned, would not rise to meet Jesus with painted faces. The returning Christ, one gathers, has strong opinions about Maybelline. 

None of this was ever just about taste. It was about who gets to decide that you are serious. "God looks on the heart" is always the continuing mantra. Then comes the verse about hemlines. The proof-texts do honest work in other contexts - 1 Timothy 2, Matthew 22's wedding garment, "come out from among them." In Armstrongist hands, they become a standing implication: left alone, you will dress like the world, offend your neighbor, and possibly forfeit a throne. The ministry will discern for you. You will be grateful.

The swimwear paragraph is the tell. Adults who have tithed, kept the Sabbath, avoided shrimp, and scheduled vacation around Leviticus 23 are still assumed unable to distinguish a swimsuit from a statement. Love God. Love neighbor. Therefore, no Speedo, unless France insists. Cover the midsection. As future kings and priests, you must learn to tell holy from profane - starting with the difference between a tankini and a bikini, as defined this year in Charlotte.

There is a word for a religion that produces people it will not let pick their own clothes. It is not "discipleship." It is childcare with extra tithes.

The tragedy is not that someone prefers a tie on the High Days. Plenty of people dress up for things they consider sacred. The tragedy is the unblinking assumption, decade after decade, splinter after splinter, that the members are the last people on earth who can be trusted with a mirror. Herbert pressed his suit. His successors press the same point: you are almost royalty. You are almost priests. You are almost ready to judge the world.

Just not the swimwear aisle.

Not without help.

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Appropriate Dress for Feast Services
While God looks on the heart, dress and outward decorum are also important (Matthew 22:8-14), and it's good to review basic principles for attire at Feast services. For men in most Western countries, coats, collared shirts, ties, and nice slacks are considered appropriate on special occasions. This may vary somewhat in tropical climates. For ladies, 1 Timothy 2:9-10 explains that dress should be "modest apparel, with propriety and moderation." Form-fitting clothing, high hemlines, necklines showing cleavage, bare shoulders, backless dresses, crop-tops, and the like are not appropriate for Church services. Our challenge as disciples of Jesus Christ is to be separate from this world and be lights to it (2 Corinthians 6:17; Matthew 5:14-16). This is especially true as we gather to celebrate the Feast of Tabernacles together, multiplying our examples and reflecting the Church as a group.

What About the Pool or Beach?
Swimwear at the Feast of Tabernacles should be modest and in good taste. We are to be guided by the two great commandments-to love God and love our neighbor (Matthew 22:37-39)-so as not to offend God or our neighbor in our attire at the Feast. Accordingly, ladies' swimwear at the Feast should be modest and cover the midsection, and men should not wear Speedo-type suits unless pool facility rules specifically require them, as is the case in some European countries. As future kings and priests, we have a responsibility to discern between what is appropriate and what is not-and to live accordingly (Ezekiel 22:26).

When A Church of God Leader Discovers Restraint—Right After Decades of the Opposite

The Living Church of God has never met a late-summer earthquake, fire, flood, or terrorist anniversary it couldn't convert into proof that Satan is personally offended by the Feast of Trumpets and the Feast of Tabernacles. For decades the formula has been reliable: scan the news as Tishri approaches, find something awful, declare it a spiritual assault designed to "deflect" attention from God's master plan, then collect the offerings while the brethren sit in a pleasant state of dread. Bigger body count, better sermon. The bigger the tragedy, the more it gets milked for "end-time events." Armstrongism has always loved this particular flavor of weather-as-theology.

That is why Gerald Weston's latest paragraph lands with such comic timing. After years of the same organization treating every cluster of misfortune as Satan's festival-season sabotage, Weston now writes:

The Feast of Trumpets is almost here. Interestingly, the Holy Day begins on the evening of September 11 this year-the 25th anniversary of those infamous terrorist attacks that took place on United States soil. I mention this because the Holy Days have often seen unusual events occur, though we should be careful not to make too much of what may be only an interesting coincidence. What is certain is that Trumpets will be followed in short order by Atonement, Tabernacles, and the Last Great Day. Spectacular events will take place when each of these days become reality, and that is not idle speculation. May God speed those days!

Ah. Caution. Suddenly. After the church spent decades doing exactly the thing he now advises against.

It is almost as if someone noticed that living in a permanent state of "the end is this Feast cycle" has side effects. One of those side effects sat in a Living Church of God congregation in 2005. Terry Ratzmann had been listening to Roderick Meredith's trademark sermons about death, destruction, and how little time remained. The man lost all hope. Then he opened fire. Eight people died, including the shooter. The organization treated it as an isolated tragedy rather than an indictment of a preaching style that treats despair as a spiritual discipline.

Fear is useful. Fear keeps people watching the telecast, sending in the co-worker letter checks, and staying inside the one true remnant that alone understands why the latest hurricane is actually about Tabernacles. A congregation that is slightly terrified tithes more reliably than a congregation that is merely informed. Weston knows this history; he inherited it. The "we should be careful not to make too much of it" line is therefore not a sudden conversion to epistemic humility. It is a limited-time disclaimer issued while still reminding everyone that spectacular events will occur when these days become reality-and that is definitely not idle speculation.

So the machine continues, just with a new warning label. Satan is still the convenient author of whatever happens in September. The Holy Days are still the interpretive key that turns random suffering into prophetic confirmation. The only change is that the Presiding Evangelist has added a sentence that lets him claim he never really meant the previous forty years of "I told you so."

The Feast of Trumpets begins the evening of September 11, 2026. Something terrible will almost certainly happen somewhere in the world that week, because something terrible happens somewhere every week. When it does, watch how quickly the caution evaporates and the old script returns. The coincidence will once again become evidence. The evidence will once again become urgency. And the urgency will once again be good for the budget.

May God speed those days, indeed. The overhead isn't going to pay itself.

God Is Going To Use One Man Exclusively To Warn The COG's When It Is Time To Flee!

The Secret Has Been Revealed. Surprise: It Is Bob.

Genuflect at his feet now so that you may be saved!

Stand in awe and gaze upon his magnificence!

Never in the long, splintered, spreadsheet-of-splits history of the Church of God movement have so many people been so confidently wrong about so many verses while one man in a beige suit, under a glowing planet, surrounded by books to make you think he is educated, has been so willing to announce that the problem is everyone else.

Crackpot Bob has surveyed the Churches of God in 2026 and discovered a warehouse of blaspheming idiots. Their crime is not adultery, not covering up African scandals, not inventing credentials, not turning dreams into résumés. Their crime is refusing to admit that the Great Tribulation begins at Daniel 11:39 and not 11:40. One verse. That is the whole priesthood. Miss it, and you do not get the wilderness reservation. You get Revelation 12:17, which is the biblical term for you should have listened to Bob.

Other groups, we are told, will not know the Tribulation has started until it has started. Bob's group will know in advance. Because Bob knows. Because God tells prophets. God speaks directly to Bob. Because Amos 3:7-8 is not a verse so much as a vacancy Bob filled before anyone else checked the listing.

A lion has roared. Who will not fear?

The Lord God has spoken. Who can but prophesy?

Bob can. Bob does. Bob has a website about it.

While many believe all COGs are the same, there is only one that best represents the Philadelphian remnant. There is one that has restored the most truth. There is one that has had the most Divine confirmations. These are not boasts. They are measurements taken with a ruler Bob brought from home. Truth restored: whatever he posted last. Confirmations: dreams, an anointing he will not stop narrating, and a certificate that reads SELF AWARDED because heaven, apparently, was busy.

Then the funnel narrows, as it always does.

God will use one man to issue the decree to flee.

The most faithful should gather first.

Would that man not be in the church with the best prophetic understandings?

If you have not already done so, should you not support the work of that church?

That is not theology. That is a sales script.

Notice the furniture. Scripture is quoted. A verse dispute is promoted to a sorting hat. The remnant is identified. The remnant is given the most truth. The remnant is decorated with the most confirmations. A single man is required to blow the flee-whistle. Then, with the innocence of a man who has only just noticed the coincidence, we are asked whether that man would not, naturally, be the one already sitting in the leather chair, already talking to the microphone, already asking you to gather.

It is a closed loop with a PayPal button.

Armstrongism has produced a graveyard of men who discovered they were Elijah, Elisha, a witness, Joshua, Zerubbabel, or the last Philadelphian on earth who still understood church government. Bob's contribution is not the claim. It is the filing system. Dreams. Double portions. Confirmations. Restored details. A running inventory of why every other group is Laodicean and therefore doomed to miss the bus. The decree to flee is always coming. The gathering is always now. The man who will issue the decree is never, even once, somebody else.

If you stay in another group you are not merely mistaken. You are on the path that ends outside the place of safety, watching the protected ones leave, then enjoying the leftover wrath like a man who picked the wrong verse and the wrong website. That is the product. Fear first. Affiliation second. Support the work third.

The lack of humility is glaring. He does not say, "I am the most important man in the Churches of God today." He merely arranges Amos, Daniel, Zephaniah, and Revelation so that no other conclusion will sit in the chair. One church. One remnant. One set of confirmations. One decree. One man. If you have not already done so, should you not support the work?

Yes, Bob. We heard you. The lion roared. The secret was revealed. The secret was that the secret-revealer would also be taking questions, tithes, and credit.

And behind the chair, as the World Books stand at attention and the Earth glows like a nightclub in the rapture district, the older consultant leans in to make sure the bones and the calendar still agree. The decree is a serious document. It helps to have a second opinion looking over your shoulder.

Gather together. The most faithful always do.

The rest can argue about verse 40 until the wilderness is full and the stamp is dry. 

The word of God teaches: 

 

7 Surely the Lord God does nothing,

Unless He reveals His secret to His servants the prophets.

8 A lion has roared!

Who will not fear?

The Lord God has spoken!

Who can but prophesy? (Amos 3:7-8)

Related to point 7 in the list, unless other COG groups will accept that the Great Tribulation begins with Daniel 11:39 and not 11:40, they will NOT know when the Great Tribulation will begin until after it starts. Therefore, those with them will not have possibly fled to a place of protection in the wilderness as taught in Revelation 12:14-16 for 3 1/2 years-but instead will be subject to the devil's wrath per Revelation 12:17.

While many believe that all COGs are the same, there is only one that best represents the Philadelphian remnant 

There is one church that has restored the most truth 

There has been one church that has had the most Divine confirmations 

God will use one man to issue the decree to flee, and the most faithful are told to be gathered together before that happens per Zephaniah 2:1-3.

Would that man not be in the church with the best prophetic understandings?

If you have not already done so, should you not gather together and support the work of that church?

Jesus Christ Personally Appointed Me. You Dare Not Question My Office!

You Have Zero Say Over Me

Jesus Christ Personally Appointed Me

A Field Guide to the Oldest Trick in the Hierarchical Flowchart of Armstrongism

Every generation of Armstrongism produces a man who discovers, to his own astonishment, that Jesus Christ has personally dropped him into office. Herbert W. Armstrong discovered it in the 1930s. A long line of successors discovered it after 1986, usually within weeks of printing letterhead. Samuel Kitchen has now discovered it in Keosauqua, Iowa.

The pitch is always the same, and Kitchen recites it with the confidence of a man who has memorized the owner's manual:

Christ builds His Church. Christ chooses the officers. Christ set this man in the body as it pleased Him. Therefore you have zero say over Herbert Armstrong. You have zero say over Samuel Kitchen. Challenge the appointment and you are are questioning man who washes windows. You are denying that Jesus knows how to run a church. You are insulting the King of Kings. Send me more money, NOW!

It is a beautiful system. The claim is unfalsifiable, the critic is already a blasphemer, and the collection plate is a sacrament. If this is not the most convenient theology ever invented by a man who would like to be left alone with other people's conscience and other people's money, the competition is not even close.

Kitchen writes that he did not choose this profession. He was added by Jesus Christ. Most know that is blasphemy. He assures us it is true. He would not be here otherwise. Christ can remove him just as quickly - a modest footnote that somehow never quite arrives.

Notice the magic trick. Ordinary Christians are told to test the spirits, to weigh fruit, to act like Bereans. The specially appointed man is exempt from the exam because the exam itself is rebellion against the Examiner. You may not ask how we know Christ did the adding, because asking is proof you do not see Christ as Head. The circle closes. The throne is comfortable. The beige office wall does the rest.

Armstrong used the same lock. He was God's end-time apostle. The church was the Philadelphia era. Leaving it was leaving Christ. After he died, the corporation he built walked off in several directions, each new captain announcing that Christ had not jumped ship - He had merely transferred the wheelhouse to this address. Kitchen's innovation is to insist the original vessel never sank; it merely became an unincorporated spiritual organism whose earthly mailbox happens to be in Iowa, and whose remaining visible officer happens to be him.

The Levitical Cosplay

The proof-texts are a tour of the old administration. Malachi's corrupt priests. Hosea's rejected priesthood. The covenant of Levi. God setting members in the body. All of it marshaled to prove that a third-generation member with a website and a tithe authorization letter is standing in the same office as the men Christ personally called by the sea of Galilee.

This is where the New Covenant becomes inconvenient, so it is treated like a rumor.

Hebrews does not whisper. The Levitical priesthood is obsolete. The old covenant is aging and ready to vanish. There is one High Priest, and He does not subcontract the job to a man who will declare your departure an act of forsaking Christ. The veil was torn. Access is not routed through Pasadena, then through whatever remnant still has the trademark in its head, then through a PO Box in Fairfield.

Peter calls the whole church a royal priesthood. John says the anointing teaches you and you do not need a handler to stand between you and the truth. Paul says there is one mediator. Jesus says call no man father in the sense Kitchen is demanding - the sense that disagreement with the office is disagreement with heaven.

Kitchen quotes Matthew 23:12 about the proud being abased, then constructs a theology in which he cannot be questioned without the questioner being abased by God. The irony is so thick you could tithe on it.

What This Thinking Does to People

This is not a quirky personality. It is a control technology.

Once "Christ appointed me" is accepted, every ordinary Christian protection dies.

Criticism becomes apostasy. You are not evaluating a sermon. You are lifting your hand against the Lord's anointed. Kitchen says it in italics: if you want to challenge the man Christ chose and ordained, go ahead - you are denying Christ. That sentence is not discipleship. It is a muzzle.

Exit becomes damnation. The people who left the old Worldwide Church of God "had to FORSAKE CHRIST in order to leave." Jesus, we are told, never jumped ship. The vultures came. The body remains. Translation: the institution is Christ, so leaving the institution is leaving Christ. That is how you keep families in a system after the prophecies fail, the campus is sold, and the founder is dead. Fear does the pastoral work the gospel was supposed to do.

Money becomes obedience. Tithes belong in the storehouse. The storehouse is wherever the appointed man says it is. An elder's letter, a Malachi citation, and suddenly Iowa is Jerusalem. Question the address and you are not a steward. You are a covenant-breaker. Armstrongism already perfected this: first tithe, second tithe, third tithe, offerings, and the quiet implication that God is watching the envelope. Kitchen did not invent the machine. He just found a working model in the attic and plugged it back in.

The flock becomes a prop. "Some sought to do good. Some felt they could do better. Some did it for security. Some wanted to get paid." Every motive for leaving except Kitchen's own is rotten fruit from the wrong tree. His motive is divine placement. Theirs is careerism, fear, and the tree of knowledge. How convenient that the one man who stayed - or rather, who reconstituted the brand in his living room - is the one man whose heart Christ can read without remainder.

This is spiritual abuse with a proof-text garnish. It trains people to distrust their own reading of Scripture, to treat unease as rebellion, and to confuse loyalty to a personality with loyalty to Jesus. It is the same software that ran in Pasadena when ministers were transferred like furniture and members were disfellowshipped for asking the wrong question. The offices are smaller now. The doctrine of untouchability survived the downsizing.

The Armstrong Inheritance He Actually Received

Kitchen wants the parallel to Armstrong. Fine. Let us grant it.

Armstrong claimed a unique restoration, a unique apostleship, a church outside of which the rest of Christianity was deception. He built a hierarchy that answered upward and never sideways. He made "government of God" mean "government of this man." He was wrong about 1972, wrong about 1975, wrong about British-Israelism as prophecy, and spectacularly wrong about being the indispensable pipe between heaven and the membership. The organization he called the one true church later repudiated the core of his system and renamed itself. The splinters have spent forty years fighting each other for the furniture.

That is the inheritance. Not the Auditorium. Not the literature, but the method.

"Christ did not jump ship" is what every captain says after the hull is on the bottom. "You have zero say over me" is what every unaccountable man says when the New Testament keeps talking about elders in the plural, about testing, about not lording it over the flock. "I was added by Jesus Christ" is a sentence that should make a Christian nervous, because the men who need to announce it are rarely the men who are living it.

The New Covenant does not need a replica Armstrong. It already has a Head. He does not require a press secretary in Iowa to protect Him from questions. He is not so fragile that a former member leaving a 20th-century corporation counts as His abandonment. He tore the veil on purpose. The project of sewing it back together and charging admission is not restoration. It is a hustle with hymnals.

If Christ wanted a church no man could dispute, He picked an odd way to say so. He left us the apostles' writings instead of an unbroken chain of Iowa appointments. He left us a priesthood of believers instead of a storehouse manager. He left us a warning that many would come in His name. He left us fruit as the test, not letterhead.

A man who must announce that you have zero say over him has already told you the most important fact about the arrangement. It is not about Christ being Head. It is about the headroom he requires.

Christ can appoint servants. He does it all the time. The ones He actually appoints tend to look like servants. They can be questioned. They can be wrong. They do not confuse their mailbox with the temple. They do not treat the New Covenant like a scheduling conflict. And they do not stand in a rented office, under auditorium print, and inform the household of God that disagreement is blasphemy.

That last part is not faith. It is a man protecting a throne he built out of someone else's leadership, then daring you to touch it.

Touch it. The veil is still torn. Hebrews is still in the book. And no amount of "you have zero say" will turn a self-authenticating office into the government of God.

It will only turn the government of God into the government of a man who cannot bear to be one.