Monday, October 31, 2022

RCG Exit Story: Adelle Ambrose

 



RCG Exit Story: Adelle Ambrose



Four years ago this month, my life changed in every sense of the word. Still, to this day, my family’s departure from the Restored Church of God remains the most impactful event of my life. It is meaningful in every way.

Before beginning, I'd like to admit that I am wary of sharing my story. However, four years of freedom later, I feel as though I am finally ready to talk about my personal experiences in the organization. I also hope some of you can take something away from this article or feel less alone. Because I attended from birth until my teen years, I was never a baptized member. This may speak more to the younger generation, which has moved on from this organization or similar ones.

 



I was born in the early 2000s into RCG, roughly four years after its founding. My parents, at this point, had been longtime members as they both were born into the WCG (Worldwide Church of God).

Before I turned two, my family moved to Wadsworth, Ohio, after my dad had been offered a position to work at the World Headquarters of RCG.

As a young kid, I understood that my family and I were "different" from those outside the "One True Church." I saw people "of the world" as evil. My family and I practically shunned our own extended family. To me, they were the "different" ones and "worldly." Since some of them were in "splinters," a term used to describe the other COG groups by Pastor General David C. Pack. To this day, I am still rebuilding family connections and friendships after all of the years I lost.

What affected me most growing up in RCG was the constant state of fear and dread I felt about my family and other individuals. I cared about losing salvation and being cast into the "Lake of Fire." I can vividly recall exactly how my little seven-year-old brain pictured watching people I cared about die.

As a kid, though, I still bought into everything that was being taught. When I was very young, you could not tell me that RCG was not the “only true church” and that David C. Pack wasn’t being used by God to teach “the truth” and “spread the Gospel.”

Things slowly started to change when the prophecy series began in November 2015. To put this more into perspective, I was twelve years old during Part 1, and I'm now nineteen. It is still continuing today with more than 400 parts.

In the beginning, DCP’s word vomit was crazy, but not as crazy as it has progressively gotten over the years.

I honestly didn't mind, at first, the 2 ½ hour-long closing sermons he would give or the Bible studies that were becoming more and more frequent.

I still fully believed that God was speaking through him at the time.

Looking back now, I can see my parents getting increasingly worn down, exasperated, and tired from the amount of work put on their plates. Slowly my dad's time got taken up more and more by DCP, and he didn't get to spend enough needed quality time with his family. DCP's predictions continued, and he was continuously wrong. And then, wrong again. And wrong again. People slowly stopped talking about the prophecy series because no one had any idea what was going on.

 


            

Another topic is being a "minister's kid." When I was a lot younger, I wasn't affected by it as much. Then, stakes got "raised," you could say, after Kevin and Jennifer Denee resigned. At this point, I was also getting older, and that was another factor, as well.

Although my dad liked to remind me that there were no rankings in the RCG, he would tell me that I had to set more of an example because I was an evangelist's daughter. I understood clearly why and did the best I could at the time. I was told that if you wanted to get more technical and look at ministerial ranks (even though that was not a Christ-like thing to do), it was DCP, my dad, and then the other ministers. (I would like to clarify this was after the Denees left.) I hope people do not get upset because I am not saying this to brag. I certainly don't see this as something brag-worthy, and I hope nobody else does. I am just stating it as something I was aware of at the time.

At services and especially at Feast sites, I remember people greeting me for the first time by saying, "Oh, you're Mr. Ambrose's daughter!" not usually using my name. I understood why people greeted me as such. I was one of the "Ambrose children." However, as I started getting older, I became more and more uncomfortable with it. I just wanted to be seen as myself, not recognized mostly as an evangelist's daughter, especially at Ambassador Youth Camp. I would get teased, but not in a mean way. It was more joking, "shouldn't you be setting a better example, you're Mr. Ambrose's daughter?" by other campers sort of way. It was getting to the point where people thought that was a part of my personality. Trying to uphold the family name. To an extent, it was, however, not by choice. I just wanted to be me. I just wanted to be Adelle.

I never voiced my concerns about others referring to me as such, mostly because I was scared it would come off as being rebellious. When, in reality, all I wanted was to have an identity separate from my last name at times.

I never attempted to be perfect. That was not who I was, and I even voiced that to my closest friends in the organization. All I wanted was to be the most authentic version of myself that I could possibly be. Did I feel the pressure to be "perfect" and "better" because I was the "evangelist's daughter"? Of course, I did. This was exhausting at times and left me feeling as if I wasn't living up to the expectations that people may have had of me.


 

At this point, I apologize to anyone I may have hurt or been unfair to while in RCG. While I was only a kid, I knew there was a lot of room for error on my part. I especially deeply regret the people I cut off while I was still in the organization. I regret all of the family members I didn't grow close to at the time because they weren't living "the only right way of life." Maybe part of me was too scared to because I believed there wasn't much of a future for them at the time. I don't know.

I ask anyone who may have been hurt by my actions for their forgiveness.

 



After Kevin and Jennifer resigned, my dad had even more work on his plate. I noticed certain changes going on. DCP would spend more time by the row of seats my family routinely sat in to talk with my dad. He would do this either during services or right after, and then more often than not, my dad would be whisked away to endure hours-long meetings with DCP and the other men.

My fear and anxiety in RCG grew even worse as I got older. There was one instance in which I thought to myself, "What if I'm not actually in the True Church? What if there is not just one 'True Church?'" Immediately after I thought about it, however, an overwhelming sense of fear and disappointment washed over me. How could I ever question RCG? How could I ever question whether or not DCP was the prophet who God was speaking through? I remember feeling sick to my stomach and terrified for the rest of the day. Making even the smallest of errors made me constantly wonder if I had just lost my spot in the Millenium. To this day, I am horrified by the amount of fear I grew up in.

Some may be surprised at the amount of fear I felt growing up, even though I was not baptized. I understood that baptism was the ultimate factor of whether or not a person was truly "called" and would get to experience God's Kingdom. Being a high-ranking minister's daughter, I always knew when I was younger, I would have to be a baptized member eventually. The fear evolved from not knowing if I was growing enough as an "Ambassador Youth."

Oddly enough, I never was aware of the amount of fear that my other friends had in RCG. It was never something we discussed out loud.

One of the most vivid, traumatic moments I recall being in The Restored Church of God occurred in the fall of 2016.

This was the year that DCP stated that people were no longer allowed to see their extended families if they were not a part of RCG. (He later changed his stance on this matter, as he does.) I recall my mom's tears because she was not allowed to see her parents that year. She still sometimes gets teary about it to this day. If you've ever seen your parents cry before, you know it is one of the hardest things to see, especially as a kid. It scared me to death.

That Thanksgiving, my parents met my grandparents in a restaurant parking lot and dropped my siblings and me off to spend the holiday with them. I remember the disappointment on everyone's faces. I recall that being one of the saddest days of my childhood. What had happened to the family values instilled in the Bible?

I still firmly believed, though, that RCG was the place to be. This was to be expected as a kid who had known nothing else.

My family and I remained in RCG for almost two years after Thanksgiving of 2016.

In May 2017, we sold our neighborhood home in Wadsworth and moved onto the RCG “World Headquarters Campus” across from Giant Eagle. I was employed on the Buildings and Grounds crew the same month to work in landscaping.

While I have some very fond memories of my first job, I do remember how much anxiety it gave me while working there. I had never been taught how to edge or properly water plants. At least the way that was deemed "proper" by the men who ran the landscaping department. It seemed as if some people expected me to do things well in the beginning, even though I had no training or background in the field of caring for plants. I knew nothing about landscaping. I also felt immense pressure to do everything right because of who my parents were. Making mistakes terrified me.


 

One of the strange things about living on Campus included not being able to leave the garage door open, specifically for those who lived on the same cul-de-sac as David C. Pack on North Eagle Point. Everything had to be "just so" for the man who ran it all. Even to the tiniest of details, it seemed.

While there, my little brother got in trouble for waving improperly in greeting David C. Pack. He apparently was flying down a hill on his bicycle and did a two-finger wave-type thing. How awful! The apostle was disrespected by a 12-year-old.

In the summer of 2018, I was driving around in a golf cart on the compound with my dad. While we were making our way around Campus, he told me that his health was deteriorating and that my siblings and I needed to step up more and help my mom in any way we could. At the time, he spoke like he wouldn't be around for much longer. I remember being in tears the entire way home and crying while mentioning this to my best friend at work the next day. Somehow this didn't perturb me enough to see the toxicity that was the environment we lived in daily.

My experience living on Campus was, in most respects, worse for me than living in my old neighborhood. This was due to the fact that my dad spent less and less time with his family, and both of my parents appeared increasingly stressed out with each passing month we lived there. Also, during this time, relationships between my family and our extended family became even more awkward, as they saw RCG more for what it truly was and not how I wanted to see the organization at the time.



 

The Feast of Tabernacles in 2018 rolled around, and my family attended in Florida and then Idaho. Some ministers had to routinely travel to multiple Feast sites each year, and my dad was one of them. I noticed my parents growing increasingly unhappy and exasperated during the week. I remember seeing notes along the lines of, "What the heck?" and "What is he talking about now?" written to my dad in the margins of my mom's notebook. She tried to hide them from me, but I noticed anyway. However, this didn't unsettle me because I didn't understand what was being taught as fact anymore. Even one of my best friends commented while we were at work one day, "Yeah, I have no idea what's going on at this point."

On October 21, 2018, my dad sent in his resignation letter. That day was just a regular Sunday on the compound for me. My friends had even spent most of the day at my house. It was as if nothing had changed.

The next day, Monday, October 22, my parents sat me down and explained that my dad had resigned as a minister and a member. I was heartbroken at the time. Nothing could have prepared me for the news, even though I should have seen it coming.

During those first few weeks after leaving, a lot of people cut me off, and it really hurt. These people I had known practically my whole life wouldn't talk to me anymore. It felt like a betrayal. I had thought I was a friend to them. However, some people kept in contact with me, and I'm incredibly grateful they did. They kept me afloat in a time when I felt like I was drowning. I want to say that the whole ordeal was made more difficult because RCG was the only thing I knew at this point. It was my entire life. I had been born into the organization and homeschooled until my junior year of high school, so I was incredibly sheltered. The church had been practically everything to me.

The following week consisted of packing up my things and moving to apartments just a few minutes away. I left the many people that I loved and still care deeply about to this day. Only a few individuals took the chance to say their goodbyes to my family and me.

The next six months consisted of figuring out who I was on the other side of the gates and leaving behind the identity crisis that I went through fairly soon after leaving. I was now free to be whoever I wanted to be without other people's expectations. To this day, I am still figuring out who I want to be. Also, during this time, I was able to strengthen family bonds and reconnect with ex-members. I found comfort in being able to talk with them and share stories.


 

My hope is that by sharing my story, I can help others understand that they are not alone in what they are going through. My experience was different from most because while I was an employee of the RCG, I was never a baptized member. I only saw things from a child's perspective. I also happened to be the eldest child of an evangelist.

Throughout the fifteen years I attended RCG, my naïve eyes saw the good outweighing the bad. Looking back, I just thought that living in that constant state of dread and fear was normal. I had never known anything else. While I saw some flaws, of course, I never got a deep, inside look, which I'm grateful I will never have.

I could write more about the stories I've lived through and heard about since then from loved ones or friends, but they are not my stories to tell. I am only speaking from my perspective and sharing what I know. I could share so much more about how the first fifteen years of my life impacted me and all of the indoctrination I have had to let go of in the four years I've been gone. The healing process continues even to this day.

Recently, I’ve thought about what I would like to say to David C. Pack if I had the opportunity. If I could help him see his wrongdoings, I would tell him about how much confusion, hurt, and deception he has caused and put into people’s lives. How is causing grief to others being a representative for Christ? He’s affected multiple generations of people and can’t seem to stop. One day I hope he’ll see the errors in his ways.

 


 

The years since I left have been some of the most rewarding and challenging years of my life. I've learned so much since that day in 2018 and I wouldn't be who I am without the experience, which positively changed my life in so many ways.

I would like to take the time to express my appreciation and gratitude towards my parents for having the courage to leave for their own sake, but also for the sake of their childrens’ future.

To everyone going through this currently, give yourself grace and time. It is a bumpy road to travel. However, you will find your way. I'm slowly but surely finding mine.

I hope that by putting my thoughts out there, I can let people know they are not alone. Life on the outside is far better than being trapped in a place that calls itself the “One True Church.” Freedom feels so dang good.

See: RCG Exit Story: Adelle Ambrose

Sunday, October 30, 2022

RCG: James E. Habboush Enabler-in-Chief (Part 7) “Meat Puppet”


 

Enabler-in-Chief (Part 7) “Meat Puppet”

 

It looks like somebody finally lost the coin toss at the back of the hall at The Restored Church of God during Sabbath Services yesterday. On October 29, 2022, James E. Habboush gave a sermon to the Headquarters congregation and injected some paltry comments to further confuse the brethren.

 

Standards are really slipping in RCG these days. When Andy “Meat Shield” Holcombe stammered his way through “Special Comments” three weeks ago, I thought the new bar was so low that nobody could limbo under that. Turns out, James “Coffee Kid” Habboush took a shot at it. And lower it, he did.

 

The people in the room were told "they made it" on the First Day of the Feast of Tabernacles. Then they were told one week ago that they would receive SALVATION at 10:56 am on Tuesday morning, October 25. With that backdrop, decide how "helpful" his words are.



Nothing is comforting, inspiring, or valuable within these 44-seconds. Or am I just being a biased wicked antichrist serpent?

 

Even though they do not bother editing their "rushing" messages anymore, they must have upped the special effects budget. You cannot see the strings held by David C. Pack behind the curtain. It may be the Coffee Kid's voice, but it was Desperate Dave's words.

 

Andy can play the violin, but the false apostle Pester General plays people. One hand holding the strings with the other inserted into Jim's head, making his mouth move.

 

No longer just a Coffee Kid, James E. Habboush has been ordained Meat Puppet. To his shame.



 

 

Were the “ministers” expecting smiles and electrified excitement over these insulting words? Oh boy, Jesus Christ is coming back…at some point…maybe after Halloween…maybe by the middle of the month…or something.

 

If anything, these “Silly Comments” create more questions without providing any answers. This is the empty, hollow “appearance of comfort” that the enabling hirelings at Headquarters provide the sheep of The Restored Church of God. Clouds without water, indeed.

 

Meat Puppet misread Romans 13:11 because in RCG, “…for now is our salvation further than when we believed.” They believed in Sivan. And Tammuz. And Av. And Elul. And Tishrei. And during the Feast of Tabernacles. And the Tuesday after The Last Great Day. And then on October 25 at 10:56 am.

 

When I read 2 Peter 2:19, it brings me to tears. Oh, how the word of God stands true and firm and bright while exposing what RCG has become.

 

 

I knew Meat Puppet pretty well. We served alongside each other for years at Headquarters before he became a "mister." Something else of note about James "Meat Puppet" Habboush: He was the first person at Headquarters to rat me out to the ministry back in December 2012.

 

I had been in Wadsworth for two weeks. A group of us went to breakfast on Sunday morning. Coming fresh out of the United Church of God, I asked, “Who is going to give the blessing over the meal?”

 

Jim explained they don’t do that in RCG. I said, “That’s weird. What is wrong with giving thanks to God?”

 

"We do that silently to not make a show of it.”

 

“How is that ‘letting your light shine?’ We aren’t standing on the street corner with a trumpet.”

 

"You should talk to the ministry about that."

 

“I will.”

 

By the time I went to the Headquarters Pastor on Tuesday, he was already aware. "So, I heard there was a kerfuffle at the restaurant this weekend.”

 

Meat Puppet did not let me go to the minister on my own like I said I would. Instead, he needed to ensure I was turned in as soon as possible. No wonder they made him a “minister.” That was my “Welcome to Headquarters” moment. My second week there.

 

Just before I left RCG, he was the same guy who poked his head into a closed office and shushed Carl and me because we were laughing too loud behind closed doors. Laughing is not tolerated on the third floor when God’s Apostle is present. The metal strings were already well-attached by then.

 

 


[Start]

“And before we break. This will be cut off from the end of the recording.

I just want to stress what I said earlier in the message.”

 

Stand by. What you are about to hear is so wonderfully important, he needs to repeat it so that the entire church can listen to these words of inspiration right away.

 

“We shouldn’t be surprised if we’re here next week.

We even could reach the middle of the month.”

 

Very few inside RCG are going to be surprised. The babblings of a false prophet have no value to anyone outside the inner circle and a few broken drones.

 

As a non-prophet/non-psychic, I predict we WILL reach the middle of the month. In fact, Meat Puppet, here is some information that your boss will later declare: We will get to the end of the month of Cheshvan without incident.

 

There. Written in blood, stone, and steel on October 30, 2022. Check with me after sunset on Thanksgiving, and we can do a fact-check comparison of our notes. Who is true and who is false is continually proven by the passage of time. For real. Call me. Dr. Tim Ranney has my number.

 

 

“We understand Cheshvan. We understand the time we’re in.”

 

If Duping Dave, Meat Puppet, and Meat Shield actually understood Cheshvan, he would not be at the front of the room spinning Damage Control. They do not understand anything. Each time they say, “Now, we understand,” it only highlights the fact they did not the day before. All that was taught in the past was garbage because “now” they understand. Uh-huh…

 

The time RCG is in is a time of darkness. A time of deceit and villainy. A time of love waxing cold. A time of uncaring harshness. A time of foolishness and lies. A time of wickedness and evil.

 

“We understand and have confidence in what we’re about to embark on.”

 

If Puppet Master Pack were "confident," then this "Silly Comment" would not be released. God's word stands. Dave preaches God's word correctly. Therefore, it will happen as taught. Unless the Spirit of God is not moving David C. Pack to teach all this. That should be cause for concern.

 

This “confidence” remark reminds me of the Mr. Behrer recording that went live last week. Listen to it again and hear Dave’s “confidence” about getting that Common from a lay member.

 

DCP: …I stress this, Bill, the only way to do that is, "This is me talking to you, Jim. I know I'm a minister, and I'm your boss, but I'm a friend, too. I'm just telling you, don't go away thinking Mr. Pack doubts you. He has no doubt. He's absolutely adamant you're gonna come to see this…Mr. Pack doesn't doubt you.

 

The words of David C. Pack mean the opposite of what he says. The comments from Meat Puppet should be taken the same way. The more "confidence” they assert, the more worried they really are.

 

The RCG fall offerings fell short of projections. There is panic at Headquarters. The enablers are hoping and praying that Jesus Christ does return soon or drastic changes are afoot.

 

“There’s no reason to abandon any of that if we get even past Halloween, for instance.”

[Long pause]

 

IF instead of WILL. Meat Puppet knows nothing will happen by Monday night. He knows it but injects it as another soft landing into failure and disappointment. Dave made such a big deal recently about how God despises Halloween. It looks like God is allowing the kids to trick-or-treat at least one last time before He smites those little satan-loving heathens.

 

If the true God were as cruel as Dave teaches Him to be, then god would make all the candy disappear the next morning. If I leave my window open Monday night, I will wake up to the howls of horror echoing throughout Wadsworth.

 

The screams will be louder than the annual Jimmy Kimmel Halloween “I ate your candy” bit.

 

Dave will drink deep the tears of infinite sadness and rejoice in their anguish. Just like Peter or Paul would do.

 

There was a significant pause after the sentence. What was going through Jim’s mind? Did he realize he lied a little bit? He knows that Dave has already walked away from a Halloween arrival double-time.

 

Since Meat Puppet is a lifeless toy operating under the control of a false apostle, he is forbidden from telling the truth and letting people know straight up Jesus Christ is not going to knock on their door Monday night.

 

The "ministers" inside The Restored Church of God Headquarters are not to be trusted. They have compromised and violated their consciences so much that even the hot iron is worn out.

 

“We’re right on track, brethren.”

 

This is the one sentence that still gives me a visceral reaction. The people who leave RCG remark how insulting that statement is, especially repeated Ad nauseam. It does not help. It does not mean anything. And it is a lie.

 

The wise and still-conscious understand that "right on track" is RCG-speak for "Eff you!"

 

If RCG were "right on track," Jesus Christ would have returned at 10:56 am on Tuesday, October 25. Instead, a Meat Puppet lies to the entire church. And that is what James E. Habboush did. He lied to the members of The Restored Church of God. A "minister" of Jesus Christ spinning Damage Control during a holy convocation so that a false apostle can be comforted by verbal pillows.

 

“Let’s be confident of what God is about to use us to do.”

[Fake smile]

[End]

 

If God were about to do something with RCG, it is not in the way they expect.

 

May God have mercy on these faithless hirelings that care not for the sheep. That make merchandise of the brethren. That feed themselves off the fat and hold themselves not guilty. Ravening wolves which arose from among them. A den of thieves spewing words of poison. Vile compromising enablers.

 

Led by a hypocritical apostle who cannot bother to show up to Services during the Feast. A vain, arrogant man filled with his own self-importance that is so miserable he makes those around him miserable. No humility. No remorse. No shame. Teachers acquire the greater judgment.

 

God have mercy on the lot of them in Wadsworth, Ohio.

 

PS - Raymond, RCG is becoming PCG. Your eyes and ears do not deceive you. Trust the sickening sting in your gut. Get out while you still can.



Marc Cebrian





UCG: Tithing Converts The Soul


 

The boys in Cincinnatti are on a roll trying their hardest to make you believe you need to be funding their jobs with tithe money. Apparently, when you tithe, you are converting your soul.

Psalms 19:7 states, “The law of the LORD is perfect, converting the soul; the testimony of the LORD is sure, making wise the simple.” Is that true when it comes to tithing? At the surface level, tithing can appear to be a mere physical commandment, ensuring that resources are given for God’s Work. However, the verse above indicates that cannot be the whole story! Tithing, as part of God’s law, has a part in “converting the soul”—have we considered how it does so? And how does tithing impart wisdom to a person? 
 
Tithing, like all of God’s commandments, teaches spiritual lessons about our Creator. Paul attests to this, saying, “For we know that the law is spiritual” (Romans 7:14). Tithing is a spiritual command that has a spiritual impact on us—converting our soul and bringing about meaningful changes in our minds and hearts.

Giving your chunks of change apparently changes your heart. So empty those pockets boys! YOu too can have a changed heart by dumping the chunks of change into the offering basket. God wants to hear the money clanging!

1st tithe, according to UCG:

The first tithe has the effect of changing our heart into a heart for God’s work to be done. God is still working here on earth, and we can be a part of that work! When we send our first tithe to the Church, placing it into God’s hands, we become personally invested in preaching the gospel to the world, making disciples and caring for those disciples. We have then contributed our own resources to the effort and put our own skin in the game. When we give first tithe, we can remember how we benefited from the tithes of others, giving thanks for how we first learned God’s truth and asking God to bless our contribution to help others learn His ways and find support through our pastors and congregations.

The new covenant says believers give according to how they have been blessed, freely, without stipulation. No command, but freely given. 

2nd tithe, according to UCG:

The second tithe develops in us a heart of obedience. Deuteronomy 12:14, in instructing us to go and keep God’s festivals, says “there you shall do all that I command you.” Laying up the second tithe for our family gives us the resources to go and do what God has commanded. In keeping the Holy Days, we not only humbly reflect on and rejoice in the blessings He has given us, but we also learn more deeply about His plan of salvation and connect with His people in fellowship. In this way, the second tithe cultivates obedience to God’s entire law and sets our heart toward obeying Him in every part of our lives.

Since holy days are not a new covenant command, being COMMANDED to keep the second tithe is not a requirement. Use that money for a real vacation. 

3rd tithe, according to UCG:

The third tithe sets our heart on the outgoing love of God. God cares about all people—He doesn’t want anyone to starve or suffer poverty or live on the street! Sometimes people find themselves in such situations by their own bad choices or problematic behavior and sometimes it’s through no fault of their own. But in every situation these people are hurting and God cares for them. The third tithe is only one of many commandments God gives regarding help for the poor, and the message for all of them is the same: God wants us to develop deep compassion for our fellow man. Whether it’s when we pay our taxes or whether we set aside third tithe beyond that, God wants our heart focused on those in this world who are in need. We ought also to recognize that we were all once spiritually poor, and God has given us exceedingly great riches with the precious knowledge of His truth!

Sadly, in the COG movement, very little of the 3rd tithe money ever really went to the poor, widows, or orphans. Even in the mother church (WCG) there were persistent tales about ministers using 3rd tithe to remodel homes (like Rod Meredith did) or that money being used for other pet projects of ministers or church leaders (buying artwork, gold, and silver finery. The stories are all over the internet about church members being told they don't deserve 3rd tithe money, even though they are struggling. Ministers will be very vocal in how begrudgingly they hand out some of the money. 

Tithing is a big deal, and it’s important not to take this act of worship for granted as we go on fulfilling it year after year. We work hard for the money that we earn, and to willingly give it over to God at His command requires ongoing humility and faith! 
 
But tithing goes far beyond an exercise of physical obedience—it is about God directing our heart to where He wants it to go. God wants our heart to be invested in His Work. God wants a heart that will “go and do” all His commands, including keeping His festivals. God wants a heart that is generous and inclined to the needy. 
 
If we obey God in this and worship Him not just in the flesh but with understanding in the Spirit, then His law will have the intended effect, “converting the soul” and “making wise the simple.” How Tithing Directs Our Hearts to God’s Purposes

If only UCG ever talked about Jesus Christ with such passion, then they too might really feel the "converting the soul" experience that Christians have understood for centuries.