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  Regarding COTLR formally known as General Assembly Church of Union City:
  
  This testimony is indisputable. I am sure that most attendees of the church unanimously believe that people who formally attended the church departed because of their own failure. That is not true. I left because I was treated so poorly that it just didn’t make common sense for me to continue there. It would have been foolish of me to remain there. I believe that any thinking person would agree with my assessment.
  
  My journey began in Berkeley California October 1977. I continued in the church until around September 2015. I was ordained as one of the original six elders in April 1984.
  
  At the end of 2013 I required surgery. I spent 2 weeks in the hospital and six weeks more of recovery in a rehabilitation hospital. The brothers collectively decided to abandon me at this time. I was never given a reasonable explanation of why they did this. I was told that it was because I didn’t have enough faith in them, but that didn’t make any sense to me.
  
  I did not have any visits from anyone in the church. I was completely alone in the hospitals for 2 months. In the time that I needed the church the most, the church completely abandoned me. It was 4 full months that I went back to church. In this vast amount of time not one brother called or reached out. I was dumbfounded and confused. I received no compassion or no mercy. I received no help from the church. I thought I should at least should have gotten a get well card, after all I had been there for nearly four decades.
  
  My first order of business was to ask the brethren of the abandonment. The brother I approached make joke of it. He spouted without hesitation “if any among you sick…” and he laughed. I couldn’t believe he quoted that scripture to me. He broke my countenance and heart even more. He’s the same brother who told me it was because of my lack of faith, that I was treated in this way. It was my understanding that Bro Roger was the lone brother that disagreed with they how they concluded my case.
  
  Today, as I look back I ask myself why? Why did I stay for full year longer while feeling humiliated? I was walking around with my head hung down as if I had something to be ashamed about, as if i had done the wrong. I didn’t want to leave without being sure (to myself) of what had happened to me. I was in disbelief and wanted to give the church a chance to redeem themselves.
  
  But the humiliation got worse. At the time when Brother Lacy’s book ‘Fighting against the Wind’ was distributed in the church one of the brothers asked me why was my picture photoshopped out of the ministry’s picture. I had no answer. I was just as surprised, jolted to be more precise. After I read the book I noted that in the book certain places where my name whould have been, in these places I’m identified as another elder or some similar description. He blotted my name out of his book whilst I was yet within the congregation. These things cut deep into an already bruised heart. These experiences and other things were done coldly and harshly without any care or concern.
  
  I couldn’t justify it to myself to voluntarily submit to voluntary humiliation any longer. I couldn’t continue in such a depraved condition.
  
  After being treated in such a way I began to wonder about the doctrine. The same people who abandoned me were my teachers. They called themselves my brother. Should I continue to believe my teachers if they treat me contrary to what they have taught me? Should I continue to believe the teachings about brotherhood and friendship? I should say not. And I believe that any reasonable thinking person would agree.
  
  For me, leaving the church is liken unto leaving a relationship of a past love. It takes time to get over the trauma and hurt. It takes more time to get back to yourself, to your free thinking mind.
  
  It as been 7 full years since I found enough strength to leave that church behind. Finally, I can say good riddance forever to the garments and chains of bondage wherewith she (the church) clothed me. I’m getting this stuff off my chest finally. The burden is lifted away from me forever, never again to be revisited. This is my final purge of that church.

  Added February 28, 2022 by Randall Jackson
• ★ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆

  Regarding COTLR formally known as General Assembly Church of Union City:
  
  This testimony is indisputable. I am sure that most attendees of the church unanimously believe that people who formally attended the church departed because of their own failure. That is not true. I left because I was treated so poorly that it just didn’t make common sense for me to continue there. It would have been foolish of me to remain there. I believe that any thinking person would agree with my assessment.
  
  My journey began in Berkeley California October 1977. I continued in the church until around September 2015. I was ordained as one of the original six elders in April 1984.
  
  At the end of 2013 I required surgery. I spent 2 weeks in the hospital and six weeks more of recovery in a rehabilitation hospital. The brothers collectively decided to abandon me at this time. I was never given a reasonable explanation of why they did this. I was told that it was because I didn’t have enough faith in them, but that didn’t make any sense to me.
  
  I did not have any visits from anyone in the church. I was completely alone in the hospitals for 2 months. In the time that I needed the church the most, the church completely abandoned me. It was 4 full months that I went back to church. In this vast amount of time not one brother called or reached out. I was dumbfounded and confused. I received no compassion or no mercy. I received no help from the church. I thought I should at least should have gotten a get well card, after all I had been there for nearly four decades.
  
  My first order of business was to ask the brethren of the abandonment. The brother I approached make joke of it. He spouted without hesitation “if any among you sick…” and he laughed. I couldn’t believe he quoted that scripture to me. He broke my countenance and heart even more. He’s the same brother who told me it was because of my lack of faith, that I was treated in this way. It was my understanding that Bro Roger was the lone brother that disagreed with they how they concluded my case.
  
  Today, as I look back I ask myself why? Why did I stay for full year longer while feeling humiliated? I was walking around with my head hung down as if I had something to be ashamed about, as if i had done the wrong. I didn’t want to leave without being sure (to myself) of what had happened to me. I was in disbelief and wanted to give the church a chance to redeem themselves.
  
  But the humiliation got worse. At the time when Brother Lacy’s book ‘Fighting against the Wind’ was distributed in the church one of the brothers asked me why was my picture photoshopped out of the ministry’s picture. I had no answer. I was just as surprised, jolted to be more precise. After I read the book I noted that in the book certain places where my name whould have been, in these places I’m identified as another elder or some similar description. He blotted my name out of his book whilst I was yet within the congregation. These things cut deep into an already bruised heart. These experiences and other things were done coldly and harshly without any care or concern.
  
  I couldn’t justify it to myself to voluntarily submit to voluntary humiliation any longer. I couldn’t continue in such a depraved condition.
  
  After being treated in such a way I began to wonder about the doctrine. The same people who abandoned me were my teachers. They called themselves my brother. Should I continue to believe my teachers if they treat me contrary to what they have taught me? Should I continue to believe the teachings about brotherhood and friendship? I should say not. And I believe that any reasonable thinking person would agree.
  
  For me, leaving the church is liken unto leaving a relationship of a past love. It takes time to get over the trauma and hurt. It takes more time to get back to yourself, to your free thinking mind.
  
  It as been 7 full years since I found enough strength to leave that church behind. Finally, I can say good riddance forever to the garments and chains of bondage wherewith she (the church) clothed me. I’m getting this stuff off my chest finally. The burden is lifted away from me forever, never again to be revisited. This is my final purge of that church.

  Added February 28, 2022 by Randall Jackson