Mrs. Jacks shares her testimony of How Submission Books Nearly Ruined her Marriage.
Leaving The Patriarchy Movement
Becky at Created To Be His shares her testimony of how she fell into the false teachings of the patriarchy movement and the Pearls’ and the lessons she has learned since then.
10 Commandments for Parents and 52 Tool Cards
Dulce de Leche continues her 10 Commandments For Parents series with The 10 Commandments for Parents: Taking His Name in Vain.
Pearl in Oyster (PIO) continues her 52 Tool Cards series with 52 Tool Cards Double Feature: Focus on Solutions and Problem Solving.
While we’re on the subject of gentle parenting, here is a Post from Momma on a Mission: Journey to Gentle Discipline.
Showing Compassion To The Deceived
This blog has always tried to argue against false teachings without making those using those teachings feel condemned. That is a delicate balance and not always possible to achieve. It is not at all pleasant to find out that the choices one has prayerfully made are considered to be abuse by many people. And upon discovering that one has in fact made a terrible mistake and has fallen into an abusive lifestyle is gut wrenching. Not only does one have to come to grips with the fact that one has been deceived and spiritually abused, but one must face the fact that one has been abusing his or her own children. Often, by the time this discovery is made serious or even irreparable damage has been done to the parent/child relationship. Someone posted to my Facebook wall the following:
I just wanted to share my status update with you. Since learning the dangers of TTUAC a year ago, I have had the hardest year of my life. Right now things are getting a lot worse. I have had a response from another mother who is in the midst of the same pain right now.
TTUAC is not just abusing children. It is also abusing the parents who so desperately seek out the answers. It is my hope that I can reach out to others who have been hurt and abused. Not just the children, but the parents who have loved them and lost them.
Here is what I wrote:
On the day that you were born, I gave my life to you. I vowed I would do all in my power to love you, to protect you, to bring you up right.
In my search for answers, my desperate plea for knowledge of how to give you my very best, I was led astray.
I have said I am sorry. I have tried to make amends. I have made massive changes in my life.
But you will not forgive. You have taken my apologies for the things I have done wrong, and used them as a catalyst to twist and poison everything and everyone.
I did things wrong. Every parent does. I look through the scrapbook albums of what I thought were happy memories, and all you can talk about is your crap childhood.
In all I have done, I have done it for you. You are my child. I love you more than life. I gave you my all and you chewed me up and spat me out.
There is nothing left. I cannot go on. You have taken it all. You have taken your sisters and been spoon feeding them lies. My fragile heart is broken. It cannot take any more. I am empty. There is nothing left.
I am sorry for the things I got wrong as a mother. But I am not sorry for my intentions, nor for the things I got right.
And as for sharing this on Facebook? Well, I hope others will see that things can go so horribly wrong. That those we love more than the world can suck the life from us. That there are parenting books out there – particularly Christian ones – that offer the answers. But they are full of poison that is not truly based on God’s word.
And that those words lead to death. Sometimes to those who had so desperately sought the answers that would avoid this very issue.
One day you will hopefully understand. The love, the journey, the conclusion.
With much prayer healing can take place, although it can take years. With healing comes forgiveness and a renewed relationship. Let us pray for those in this situation.
This same person posted again a few days later, saying,
The dangers in calling a spade a spade….
I used to follow the Pearls methods. These methods are abusive. By strict definition, that makes (made) me an abuser. But I inherently object to this term. Why? Is it just guilt? I don’t think so.
In my search for answers and my need for as much information as possible to make changes, and to reach other parents, I have often felt like I’ve been kicked in the guts by well-meaning people who just want to help kids.
I am glad there are so many groups out there warning of the dangers of these and other ‘christian’ child training books. The Internet wasn’t around when we first started. Maybe if it was our whole family would have been spared a whole lot of pain.
But back to my problem with being called an abuser. In the accepted use of the word abuser, the following ideas come to mind:
Abusers are too lazy to come up with other forms of discipline.
We searched and prayed, asked and attended courses on how to be good Christian parents. In fact, following TTUAC takes a LOT of diligence. Truth to tell, it was my laziness that probably spared my girls a lot more pain than they had. (and I spent years with the guilt of thinking the problems we had were because I wasn’t 100% diligent in applying the rod)Abusers don’t really care about their kids in a sacrificial way.
I would have given anything for my kids. I did not believe in going off to do ‘my own thing’ just to get away from them, or spending time at the pub drowning my sorrows or living it up.Abusers have no remorse.
I felt remorse many times over the years. But I learned to bury those ‘sinful’ feelings that came with hating the rod!Abusers care more about their own wants and needs than their children’s.
I threw all I had into trying to create happy memories for my girls. Big birthday parties, making the backyard into a village, taking them to clubs 180km away for the pleasure and learning experience, making clothes and costumes, homeschooling etc. Things they believe were just to create a facade of a happy family. Things that I thought were part of a happy family.Abusers take no responsibility for their actions.
Right now this is a biggie for me. My apologies are falling on deaf ears. I have lost one member of my extended family, and things are pretty tense with others. I hate that now, when I have been learning the mistakes I have made, when I have stood up in public and declared I was wrong, that this is when things are all crashing around me.Parents who have followed (are following) these methods are not abusers by this definition. Sure, we were the ones that made bad decisions to follow these people in the first place. But we made these decisions out of genuine love. Not to the same extent – our children had NO say in the matter – but we are victims too.
And unless we start to speak about this side, we may find that parents are simply not emotionally able to face themselves as abusers, but may be ready to see how falling victim to a cult mentality (that is so accepted in our churches that it doesn’t raise an eyebrow) has twisted the truth of Gods word and destroyed their families.
Hoping and praying that more parents will be able to break free of this bondage. Thank you for standing up and taking on the fight.
Abuse is such a loaded word. She is right, when we hear that word, we do tend to think as is written above. It is good for us to take this into consideration and try to not kick people while they are down. This is why I am careful not to attack people, only the teachings. We must show compassion and grace to those who are in error in the spirit of Galatians 6:1
Brethren, if a man be overtaken in a fault, ye which are spiritual, restore such an one in the spirit of meekness; considering thyself, lest thou also be tempted.
Elizabeth Esther on Anderson
Elizabeth Esther will be appearing on Anderson Cooper’s new daytime talk show (on FOX) with Michael Pearl this Friday (Dec 2, 2011) and she writes about it here, My appearance on Anderson Cooper’s daytime talk show airs this Friday, Dec. 2nd #NoMoreDeadKids. She includes a link to find out where and when you can watch it in your area. And here is a promo for the show.
Here is another recent post where she explains why many people follow Pearls’ teachings: Seductive promise of perfectly happy, obedient children feeds abuse.
The Fruit of Sheltered, Controlled Homeschoolers
Reb Bradley has a long and very informative article about mistakes he and other sheltering and controlling Christian homeschooling parents have made in Exposing Major Blind Spots of Homeschoolers.
Testimony: Why Pearl’s Methods Are Dangerous
An anonymous writer explains how she used to follow Pearls teachings to the letter and exactly how and why they are dangerous in Corpses Don’t Rebel: A former follower of Michael Pearl’s “To Train Up A Child” reacts to the death of Hana Williams.
Deb of The Wartburg Watch posts about exposing Pearl’s teachings as well as the Judge who was recently exposed for his child abuse 7 years ago in “Judge” Not Lest Ye Be Judged.
Note: I do not have much to say about the Hillary Adams case, as abuse is beyond the scope of this blog unless it is being justified as Biblical, (in other words, unless God is dragged into it.) So far I have yet to see that in this case.
Original Sin
Lisa Bennet (Broken Daughters), who was raised by Pearl followers, looks at the concept of Original Sin and how it corresponds to the Pearls’ Teachings. In this post, she links to a very upsetting post by Libby Anne which contains an 1831 quote from Francis Wayland which sounds very much like Michael Pearl.
You might also be interested in this post in which Lisa looks at the concept of Purity.
More Unexpected Effects of Spanking
The Scientific Universalist reacts to CNN’s Ungodly Discipline series and shares her testimony of how “Biblical chastisement” affected her view of God.
Meanwhile, Lisa, of Broken Daughters, shares how “Biblical chastisement” led to her self-destructive behavior in a heart breaking and difficult to read post.
Responses to the CNN Story
Elizabeth Esther follows up on the CNN coverage of the Pearls’ teachings by explaining how these teachings lead to the sickness of Cognitive Dissonance which is what “happens when a teacher, pastor or person in authority advocates abusive methods while simultaneously recusing themselves from the actual, direct results of that abuse.”
She also reminds us that Even God Does Not Break Our Wills.
Wanna Walk Along says that There are No Pearls of Wisdom in the Pearls’ Book on Child Rearing.
Libby Anne explains exactly why she blames the Pearls’ teachings and illustrates it with her own testimony of how these teachings almost killed her brother in Michael Pearl on CNN. Check out the quotes from TTUAC from in the comments.
Created To Be His shared similar thoughts in CNN Investigates Pearls.
Abigail, from Reflections from Beit-Shalom, posts her warning For all the Living Lydias and Seans & Their Parents…
More Investigation from CNN
CNN continues its investigative report of abuse among fundamental Christians and how it relates to the Pearls’ teachings. Jocelyn Zichterman, who was raised in this culture and started Freedomfromabuse.net, explains the concept of Breaking The Will and how spankings must continue until the child submits even if it takes several hours. This video seems to cut suddenly, I’m wondering if this series will continue.
The Effects of Spanking Part 1 *Sensitive*
What are the effects of spanking? Is it true that as long as one does it the “right, loving, godly” way that there are no harmful effects to the child? Are the research studies claiming that spanking is harmful biased and inaccurate? What about the studies claiming that not all spankings are harmful? These are just a few of the questions I will explore throughout this series. We have already explored why Scripture or God does not support using physical punishment with our children despite what many Christian pro-spankers say. We have read many stories of parents trying to do the right thing for their children, but harmed or killed them in the process all because satan had tricked them into believing that using physical punishment was what God wanted. In this series, we will hear from many who were spanked as children and how it affected them and their relationships with God. If God hasn’t spoken to hearts in my previous series, I pray He will with this series. Please, allow God to speak to you as you read this series. He will not condemn you.
My Story
I have touched on my story here and there throughout my series, but I haven’t actually told my story until now. What I am about to write is quite difficult for me. Parts of it my own husband didn’t even know. But I am trusting God to use my pain for His Glory. I grew up in a non-active Christian home. We had Jesus figurines and the Ten Commandments on the wall, but we didn’t go to church. I had Bibles and Bible storybooks, but God was not emphasized. I was born with severe Cerebral Palsy. When I was born, I did not breathe for roughly 40 minutes. The doctors were about to give up on me but my dad about punched one of them and told them not to give up on me. I’m grateful God did not let my dad allow the doctors to give up on me. God had/has a plan for me.
I have three half-siblings. We grew up with my parents with my siblings visiting their mom every other weekend. My childhood was, overall, okay. I had a lot of love for my parents and they loved me. They raised me as “normally” as possible despite my severe physical disability. I have a lot of happy memories with my mom and my dad (my dad died in 2003 of a massive heart attack) and would not trade them for anything. They believed in me and encouraged me to be all that I could be. And they fought hard to make sure I got the services and education that I needed and deserved. I will always be grateful to them for that!
But, my childhood also had a very dark side. My dad had quite a temper at times. My first memory of his temper was when I was quite young. I was no more than 3 or 4 years old and we were eating supper. I do not remember if it was my mom or me that made him angry, but I remember him throwing my plate of food on the floor and my mom and him fighting. My mom held me as they fought and he kept throwing stuff. I just remember screaming and crying as I buried my head into my mom.
I do not remember the first time my dad hit or got rough with me. I seem to remember a man hitting me at my mom’s workplace. I do know who did it. All I remember is fussing in a playpen and being hit rather hard. Being hit was a common occurrence throughout my childhood by my dad. Due to my Cerebral Palsy, I have a great deal of spastic, involuntary movements. If Dad felt I wasn’t doing my best to relax and cooperate during my care, he’d get angry and hit me or get rough with me, forceful. I remember being afraid to be left alone with him sometimes if I knew he’d have to do something with me in which I had trouble relaxing. My mom always came to the rescue when she heard me crying with him. Once he hit me in the face while giving me a shower for a reason I cannot remember, and Mom came in and when she saw the red mark on my face, she was so angry with Dad. She finished giving me a shower and showed Dad my face, and yelled at him. The mark didn’t last more than an hour or so. Due to my dad’s violent temper, my mom could not exercise any control over him. He would not listen to anyone.
I remember Dad hitting me a few times for actual misbehavior, but I tried not to push him that far. My siblings are all older than me and I saw how Dad treated them when they did something wrong, so all he had to do was yell and I’d cry. Sometimes he’d tell me not to cry or else. One time, he made a wooden paddle with holes in it to use on my siblings. Although he never used it on me, I was absolutely terrified of it.
Despite all of this, I was a happy child for the most part as well as extremely determined. I did not act up all that much. However, outside of the fear that I had, I also dealt with some aggressiveness. I’m not sure if anyone knew this, but, though I’ve always loved children, as a child, I remember sometimes hitting them on purpose as they walked by at my babysitter’s house. I was between 5 and 7 or 8 years old at that time. This makes me sad, but I would always hit the younger ones. Thankfully, I didn’t hit them for very long before I stopped on my own. Believe it or not, I never got caught hitting the children. And I didn’t enjoy it all that much. I believe it was my way of dealing with being hit and seeing my siblings get hit even worse than I did. Another way I remember dealing with the aggression was when I was playing with my Cabbage Patch Kids dolls. I had one named Elroy that I’d pretend got into trouble a lot. I would yell at him (quietly since I’d sometimes cuss) then spank him hard. After I’d spank him, I’d hold him and pretend to comfort him. I don’t know why but I believe I only did this routine with that doll. I had many Cabbage Patch Kids dolls. I think my mom may have picked up on this some, but I was obviously good at hiding my aggressiveness.
Now, don’t get me wrong, I did not spend every waking minute terrified of my dad. I loved sitting by him in his chair. I loved playing with him and going places with him. When I was little, I also wanted him to put me to bed because he also made me feel safe at times. That’s how parents are; no matter how badly he hurt me, I still loved him and knew he’d protect me. I also missed him so much when he went away on business trips. Even though I was relieved that I didn’t have to worry about making him angry during the time he was away, I still counted the days until he’d come home and was so excited to see him when he arrived home. I truly loved my dad.
Dad ended up driving my siblings out of the house when they were teenagers. My siblings all rebelled and lived hard lives. Two of them have managed to get past the abuse and have created good lives for themselves now. The other is still struggling. After my siblings left, my parents divorced as a result of my dad’s continuing violent temper. I was in 7th grade at the time. I was very upset about the divorce, but I also remember being relieved that I no longer had to worry about making him mad until the visits, as I’d visit him every other weekend. I remember soon after visiting him I realized that Mom could no longer rescue me when he got angry with me. I truly believe that my mom thought Dad would be better with me since he didn’t get to see me as much. Also, Dad would have probably fought hard if he had not been given visitation rights, making things worse for me. I soon began always dreading the weekends spent with him. On the Fridays before I visited him I’d get a sense of sickening dread as people told me to have a good weekend as I left school. The week visits were also anxiety producing. But I never told anyone exactly how I felt due to a sense of shame. I also loved him and didn’t want to hurt him. I actually would have been more upset if I were kept away from him. And, of course, fear. He could also make one feel very guilty. When he did hit me or get rough with me, he would apologize, especially after the divorce. I believe he truly was sorry most of the time. The older I got, the more I dealt with anxiety and depression. While I don’t attribute all my anxiety and depression to my dad as I had a lot of other issues going on, I am sure some of it was indeed due to him.
My mom wasn’t perfect but I was never afraid of my mom. As I said in Part 3 of “The Christian History of Spanking,” she only hit me once when I was 13 for a misbehavior that I could control. Of course, it really upset me, but it helped that she felt bad aftersward. Most of the time she just put me in my room for misbehavior. In general, I was well-behaved. I respected her most of the time. She truly was a wonderful mom to me as she sacrificed so much for me. She’d take me shopping, we’d go to Chicago with her boyfriend, and she made sure I had everything I needed. We are still close today.
I did go through a rebellious stage between the ages of 13-15 where I wanted to get drunk, high, and have sex like a lot of my friends were doing. Thankfully, God kept me from being able to do that due to not being able to be left alone or sneak out. If I could have, I definitely would have just as my siblings did. Anything to forget the pain and fear and to be “normal” like everyone else. At that point, I probably would have stopped visiting Dad regularly, but my disability left me no choice. I do remember getting angry with him and hitting him back during one visit during this age range. He didn’t do anything, thankfully.
I came to Christ at the age of 15 thanks to another one of my babysitters. Going to church with friends was a huge comfort to me. I felt God’s love for me and I know He is how I survived the rest of my childhood because Dad did not stop hitting me until I was 17 and I was the one who finally got up the courage to make it stop. My husband and I actually began dating when I was 17. We hid our relationship from everyone for several months as he is older than me. Besides Jesus, he is the best thing that ever happened to me! We emailed for a couple months before going on our first date. Believe it or not, he was one of my dad’s best friends and was a part of my life since I was a young child. He was younger than my dad and was nothing like him except for being a Ham radio operator and enjoying camping. My husband had no idea that my dad was abusive to my siblings and me. See, my dad knew how to make himself look good and would tell people how “hard” his life was. I believe very few people knew the truth about who my dad really was. When I told my mom about my husband and me, she was concerned but not upset. She took it a lot better than I thought she would. We didn’t tell my dad until I was 18 because we were afraid of his reaction; especially me, though no one completely knew why, my husband included. It wasn’t until 6 months into our relationship that my husband finally found out exactly who my dad was.
I suffered from low-self esteem back then with the abuse, not being able to do the “normal” things that teenagers do, being hurt by guys my age who couldn’t see past my disability, people telling me I would never accomplish my goals and dreams that I had set for myself, etc. I’m certain that I would not have survived without God and then my husband. As my husband became my boyfriend my during my senior year of high school, he showed me that I was beautiful and worthy of love. Being hit throughout one’s childhood usually ruins one’s self-esteem. Well, pile that with disability and others putting one down, and one’s got even less of a sense of worth. Yet, I was a good actor, so no one but God knew exactly how much I struggled. As my husband loved me, I got stronger. Then one weekend in May, I’d had it. I was especially spastic that weekend and he hit me and got rough with me for the last time. When I arrived home from Dad’s house after the weekend, I immediately broke down and told my mom. She was very sorry and understanding. She said that I did not have to go back to my dad’s. She held me as I cried. Then I had to tell my husband. It was the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do except for writing this. See, being hit always brings a sense of shame no matter from whom it comes or how it’s done. I felt like I was always partly to blame. I should have been better to prevent it. I really didn’t know how my husband was going to take it. I didn’t want him to beat Dad up nor did I want him to think I was somehow defective either. He was quite upset that my Dad had been hitting me. He had no idea. And yes, he wanted to beat up my dad but didn’t.
After my 18th birthday, we told everyone about our relationship. My dad refused to accept it. In my opinion, he disowned me. I also believe that he couldn’t handle the truth about the abuse finally being out. I reached out to him several times but he absolutely refused to admit he was wrong about anything. We invited him to our wedding in 2003, but he refused to come. He did send us a card. It hurt that he refused to accept me or apologize. Then, three months after our wedding, he suddenly died. At first, I thought he had gone to Hell, but later found out he was a Christian even though he never acted like one. The year after his death was Hell for me. At first I was very angry mixed with sadness. I remember looking at his picture at the memorial service and being so angry with him for leaving and hurting his children yet again. Then the severe anxiety set in. I was having many, many panic attacks. I thought I was going to die. My doctor put me on Zoloft, which made it even worse. I just couldn’t deal with the pain while getting used to married life and living on my own for the first time. And I couldn’t talk about it because it was too painful. Finally, God led us to the program called, Attacking Anxiety and Depression by Lucinda Bassett. By doing that self-help program, I began to heal.
I still deal with anger and anxiety issues. My husband doesn’t get angry often, but it always makes me anxious when he does and raises his voice, though, he has never and would never hurt me. Sadly, I hit him in anger when we were first married, which made me very angry with my dad for creating that aggressive tendency within me. It’s never happened since then. I also still have nightmares once in a while of Dad hurting me. I never tell my husband about those. I also get very anxious and upset when a child is threatened and spanked, even “lovingly.” It hurts me too, so when I see a child beginning to act up in a store or at a gathering, I get tense and pray the child stops before he/she gets spanked.
I have forgiven my dad for everything. I do miss him at times. I’ve forgiven my mom as well, and do not blame her for any of it. It is important for me to note that my dad was physically abused as a child, and that my mom was spanked as a child. Both of my parents had at least Christian mothers. While I do feel my mom did her best to break the cycle of using physical punishment, my dad could not break that cycle of abuse. I also do not blame God for allowing me to go through all that I have because He is using me to help children, which brings Him glory and saves lives. Some of you may read this and think, “Well, that was abuse. If he would have lovingly spanked you, it wouldn’t have harmed you.” I know myself very well, and if my parents would have spanked me in Christ’s Name and told me that this was God’s Will, I would not be a Christian. It would have scared me away from God! People will blow me off and/or criticize me for writing this and this book, but everything that I’ve written is true. Hitting children is harmful no matter how it is done.
This series will show how harmful any form of physical punishment is for all children. May we “Have nothing to do with the fruitless deeds of darkness, but rather expose them” Ephesians 5:11.

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Two More New Blogs
Here are 2 blogs which I think might be of interest:
Rethinking Vision Forum looks like the place to send anyone who has questions about Vision Forum. It is all about “Examining the Fallacies of Vision Forum’s ‘Godly’ Family Living.” Since this blog links to the series to which I used to link in my sidebar, I have replaced that link with this one.
I also just found another blog about escaping from a controlling Christian family, The Eighth And Final Square by QuicksilverQueen. I am seeing a great many of these blogs. I read these stories with great sadness. So many parents so sure that they have found the secret of raising perfect children for God. And then the “perfect” children grow up and leave. They often consider their childhood a nightmare from which to escape. They sometimes reject God and Christianity all together, but thankfully, not always. Many of them (such as this link) are not sure what they believe and are still processing. It breaks my heart to see that some of them have become atheists. I have linked to many such blogs in hopes that their testimonies may convince parents to avoid the pitfalls into which their parents have fallen.
There is No Fear in Love: Why Spanking Doesn’t Work
When I was ten until I was twelve years old, I attended a small non-denominational Christian school in which spanking was permitted. Although such practice is almost unheard of now, even among private schools, it was fairly common a few decades ago. Of course, like most Christians who spank, the rationale for using a paddle as a disciplinary tool was because “the Bible said so.” As has been noted here several times, the “rod” verses are time and again misinterpreted, as is so much in the Bible these days.
My personal experiences with spanking were absolutely terrifying. Every teacher had the power to spank, and the offenses that called for spanking were at the discretion of the teacher. Since none of my peers knew what could provoke a spanking, we went to school in constant fear. The one instance that stands out most for me was being spanked for a dubious reason.
It was gym class, and one rule that was established at the beginning of the year was that students could not wear jewelry for the duration of the class. One day, I was wearing a new digital watch that my mother had given me for my birthday. After we lined up Coach Baker yelled at me, “I thought I told you no jewelry.” I responded, very sincerely, that I didn’t know watches were jewelry. Immediately, my gym teacher, in a fit of rage, his voice raised several decibels higher, screamed, “Don’t you dare talk back to me.” And that was my first experience with spanking. I remember being confused, hurt, and humiliated, and I can say without hesitation that I have never felt like that before or since. But I didn’t learn anything, except that, apparently watches count as jewelry.
Having had a first-hand experience with spanking, I can say with a measure of authority that spanking does not produce results, neither short nor long-term. After leaving that school, I personally left the church, and refused to attend throughout my school years. Why? I felt that if a school like that could condone and embrace abuse, then I did not want to have any part of the religion or God associated with it. It wasn’t until I was much older that I realized that God is not about punishment, abuse, and humiliation. God is, in short, love.
But there are many children from Christian households who get spanked, and I don’t doubt for a second that a majority of these children will grow up to either forsake religion, or they will become adults who are angry, scared, or both. After all, as the joke goes, the quickest way for a Catholic to leave the religion is to send him to a Catholic school. I can’t tell you how many of my friends, having equated Christianity with hate and intolerance, stopped believing merely because their instructors in religious practice were angry people concerned only with physically and psychologically subduing those younger and weaker than them.
In the final analysis, then, spanking isn’t just bad for the child. We know that already. But it is bad for the future of our religion. Our Christian inheritance is distinguished from other religions in that it was the first belief system with its radical message of unconditional love. So for those who constantly cite the Old Testament rod verses, consider this, from the book of John:
“There is no fear in love. But perfect love drives out fear, because fear has to do with punishment. The one who fears is not made perfect in love. We love because he first loved us. If anyone says, ‘I love God,’ and hates his brother, he is a liar; for he who does not love his brother whom he has seen, cannot love God whom he has not seen. And this commandment we have from him: whoever loves God must also love his brother” –I John 4:18-21.
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Another Anonymous Spanking Story
Dulce de Leche has posted Another Anonymous Post on Spanking in which the anonymous poster shares about how the spankings her younger brother received affected her.
What Do Children Think About Being Spanked?
What message do children really take away from corporeal punishment? Carissa Robinson has asked some mothers what they remembered about being spanked and posts their thoughts and stories in What Do They Really Think?
Broken Daughters
I just found another blogger, Lisa Bennet, who is sharing her life story/testimony of being raised in a fundamentalist christian home. In Part 5 her parents start following the Pearls’ teachings.
Looking Back on Being Spanked
Samuel Martin’s newest post reaches out to the Spanked and seeks ideas on how to help them convey their viewpoints to their parents.
Meanwhile, Libby Anne has shared 2 posts sharing her testimony of how her parents’ adherence to the Pearls’ teachings affected her:
Giving the Child the Rod, in which she shares about how she ruined her relationship with her siblings by wielding the rod on them and,
Casting the Pearls back to the Swine, in which she shares about how she decided not to follow those teachings with her own daughter.
The Damaging Effects of Spanking
Enigma bares her heart when she tells her mother exactly how spanking damaged her. I wish all believe that spanking is not damaging would read this post and consider the message therein.
Fruits of Gentle Discipline
Dulce de Leche explains how she came to chose Gentle Discipline 7 years ago and examines the fruits of her decision in 7 Year Harvest.
Another Letter To A Pastor About Spanking
Dulce de Leche shares a letter someone wrote to her pastor about her experiences with spanking and why she does not believe it should be preached from the pulpit. She shares her testimony of what it was like to be spanked and how it effected her. She also looks at the blurred distinction between spanking and abuse. This letter may be triggering so it is not for the faint of heart.
On a similar note is this post on The Journey about The Sexual Effects of Spanking.
Renouncing Patriocentric Teachings
pFamilyGal renounces her belief in patriocentric teachings and explains why in Freeeeedoooom.
Does God Want Us To Break Their Wills?
Elizabeth Esther has done a post for Rachel Hold Evens which discusses the idea that Even God Does Not Break Our Will.
Along the same lines, The Wartburg Watch has reposted a letter from Bob Dixon explaining Why He Finally Left Sovereign Grace Ministries After 30 years.
National Spank Out Day
In honor of National Spank Out Day, Dulce de Leche asks what kind of Fruit does spanking produce in our lives. Her answer is Rotten Fruit.
Also, check out Jen from A Path Less Taken’s post about Not Crying Over Spilled Milk.
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