I grew up in the Brethren assemblies which leads me to the following joke: “If you’re Catholic and you do something bad, you get excommunicated. If you’re Baptist and you do something bad, you get disfellowshipped. But if you’re Brethren and you do something bad, you get DISASSEMBLED!”
Being asked or told to leave a local body of believers ought to be one of the greatest fears of our lives. The church ought to be that important to us! But, alas, some would simply say, “I never liked the color of the new carpet anyway. I’ll just go to the church down the street.” And, sadly, the church down the street probably won’t bother to ask the first church why he was asked to leave.
I wonder what the parents thought right about now? The thing they feared the most has happened to their son. True, he’s got his sight, but he won’t be looking at the inside of God’s house any time soon. He’s being shunned, put under God’s judgment, discarded by the highest religious authorities on earth. (to be continued)