As I mentioned, the Assemblies were abusive. This abuse was an outworking of the way in which the head family exploited the members, and an outworking also of the way we were taught to relate to each other in our bid to climb the ladder of church leadership. But some small element of Scriptural truth managed to seep into the consciousness of most of us members - especially the part of Scripture that teaches that when you do wrong to others, you need to repent. And that this repentance must involve making things right with the people you wronged. So when the Assemblies were blown apart by scandals in 2003, many of us hoped, prayed, and half expected that George, Betty, and their two sons would sooner or later take that step of repentance.
In the years since my departure, George Geftakys died (in 2014), and his son David died (in 2017). I learned today that George's wife Betty died just last month. I am ashamed to admit that upon hearing of the deaths of each of these people, my first reaction was a rather strong feeling of schadenfreude. Today I have once again needed to repent of that feeling. For I still follow the Good Book, which says in part that God takes no pleasure in the death of the wicked. Yet as I read that same Good Book, I can't help but shudder at the thought of the legacy these people have left and the future that awaits them. Their later years remind me of a chapter from a Chinese sci-fi book that I recently enjoyed, namely the Three-Body Problem by Liu Cixin. The chapter in question is titled, "No One Repents."
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