The Trojan Horse In the Church
The Testimony of Pierce Dodson
This paper reveals something of the true nature of Freemasonry. You will see it, not in
the abstract, but in the concrete. Its true nature is not readily apparent as many fine
people do belong to this organization, and of course it is involved in various charitable
activities which also give it an appearance of being an upstanding organization. But there
is a saying that you can't judge a book by its "cover" (how appropriate a word
in this case), and Freemasonry must be understood not by its cover but by the philosophy,
teachings, and spiritual forces which lie behind it. What I have to say is not meant as an
attack on the men who belong to the lodge. I am not an anti-mason, but I am against
Freemasonry, a philosophical system which is opposed to the Gospel of Jesus Christ. I
truly love the men of the lodge, and I exhort them to break with an organization which has
deceived them. My attitude toward the Masons can be found in Paul's words in II Timothy
2:24-26: "And the servant of the Lord must not strive; but be gentle unto all men,
apt to teach, patient, In meekness instructing those that oppose themselves; if God
peradventure will give them repentance to the acknowledging of the truth; And that they
may recover themselves out of the snare of the devil, who are taken captive by him at his
In Greek mythology the Trojan horse was the means by which the Greeks successfully brought
their army into the city of Troy. It was an act of subterfuge.. The Greeks hid their
soldiers in a hollow wooden horse and then left it on the shores outside the city of Troy.
The people of Troy took the horse inside, not knowing what was in it; and it became the
means to their destruction. The Greeks later emerged from the horse and took the city
captive. Interestingly, the people of Troy would not listen to some warnings which were
given to them. They thus paid a high price for their ignorance and unwillingness to heed
Keep in mind the above story because it has application to the issue of Freemasonry.
Freemasonry is Satan's Trojan horse, and it is in the Church of our day, and all too often
people won't listen to the warnings which are being sounded. Hopefully every reader of
this book will take seriously the warnings being sounded because this really is a deadly
issue (See Deadly Deception by Jim Shaw and Tom McKenney.)
Conversion and Call to Ministry
I was born and raised in a Southern Baptist home where I was converted to faith in the
Lord Jesus Christ at the age of nine. Some years after receiving a call to the ministry, I
attended Southern Baptist Theological Seminary in Louisville, Kentucky. I graduated with a
master of divinity degree in theology, but there were things I was to learn later that I
did not get in preacher school. God has his own school of instruction and preparation, and
often much is learned about His ways in the laboratory of life. Also He has a rather
unusual special classroom, the furnace of fire, which is very useful to Him. The Holy
Spirit is always the tutor and the textbook is always the Word of God, the Bible.
Before finishing seminary I became pastor of a church in Kentucky. While at this
church, I served on the state executive committee for a three year term; and during the
last year or two of my tenure at the church, our church used radio in a rather creative
fashion to carry the Gospel of Jesus Christ to the community. Also the church was very
supportive of missions during my almost fourteen year ministry at this church. Missions
were and still are a great passion of mine.
After such a long ministry at this one church, I accepted a call to a church in my home
state of Tennessee. It was to be some homecoming! I did not know what was in store for me.
However, God did and He doesn't make any mistakes. Unknown to me He had been preparing me
for what lay ahead. Soon after going to this new field, I was to step into what I have
described as the twilight zone. I haven't really come out yet. You'll soon see what I
I took a prominent county seat church in a small town, and things started off very well.
However, I do remember that before accepting the church there was an occasion as my wife
and I drove into town that I made some comment that I hoped that the church was not full
of Masons. How prophetic, it was!
After leaving Kentucky, I came down to the new field of ministry without my family. For
almost a week I lived in a motel, but an interesting and prophetic event of sorts occurred
the day my family arrived to join me in Tennessee. A man and his wife came to my office at
the church late in the afternoon and shared with me the account of how their daughter was
being harassed at school by a couple of Satanists. Now that's some way to get started in
your counseling ministry! Also I believe it was that same week that I heard the story of a
stabbing which had occurred in that community prior to my coming where someone into the
occult or outright Satanism had been involved. What was going on in this place? I would
find out soon enough.
A Casual Conversation
Some weeks after starting at the church, I was in my office; and I had just about
finished putting my rather large library on the shelves when I began a conversation with
two ladies about the subject of Freemasonry. I was now aware that a number of my deacons
belonged to the Masonic order. To those who don't know any better, that's no big deal; but
to those who are informed about this issue and really understand it, it's something to be
concerned about. Sad to say, but Christians of our day, including most preachers, are not
very knowledgeable about this topic, and consequently the Church has suffered for its lack
of knowledge and discernment (Hosea 4:6).
One of the ladies in the office that day commented that her husband was a Mason, but she
did not get angry with me over what I said about the subject. The other lady eventually
read a book about Freemasonry so she came to learn even more about the subject. Both of
them seemed to take the conversation in stride, and I don't think I really gave a lot of
thought about the possible ramifications of that conversation. [Note: If women only knew
the real esoteric meaning behind the Masonic symbol of the square and compass, they
probably could do more to lead men out of the lodge than preachers ever could.]
Some weeks following that conversation with the ladies, the Southern Baptist Convention
held its annual meeting in Atlanta, Georgia. I attended that meeting as I had done for
years. At one of the sessions, I was shocked when a motion was made on the floor of the
convention for a study to be done on Freemasonry. There were others present from my church
who heard the motion. None of us knew how that issue was about to explode in our faces.
Certainly I did not know what was just ahead.
A Mason Becomes Aware
Right after my return to the church field from the convention, I learned that the cat
was out of the bag. My conversation in the church office was now known to others. The lady
who was married to a Mason and a part of the conversation weeks earlier in the office had
told her husband what I had said. However, in all fairness to her, she did not do so
maliciously nor did she probably ever in her wildest nightmares imagine what would
eventually transpire. If I am not mistaken, the husband and wife were sitting around
talking one night when he told her that he felt I would be opposed to the lodge.
Supposedly, he noticed a funny look come over her face, and he then pulled out of her what
I had said about Masonry.
How did he reach such a conclusion? I am not certain, but either he got such an idea from
some veiled reference(s) I had made in regard to Freemasonry or from a sermon which
countered the theology of Masonry. Actually I never preached a sermon on the subject of
Freemasonry in that church, nor did I even make one direct reference to it by name, only
some veiled references. But I had preached a two-part message on the exclusive nature of
the Gospel of Jesus Christ, knowing how that stood in stark contrast to the inclusive
nature of Freemasonry. Possibly this man had understood enough of the teachings of
Freemasonry to realize that what I was saying contradicted the theology of Freemasonry.
Most Masons never pick up that contradiction. In fact few do! But the two systems of
thought are as far apart as the east and the west, and they cannot be reconciled. One is a
broad road and one a narrow road, and they don't lead to the same destination.
Masonic Response Begins
Now let's get back to the story. The Mason who learned of my feelings about Masonry did
not first call me. had he done so maybe things would have gone differently but who, but
God, knows. Instead he called a lodge brother who was a deacon in the church. From that
point things went down hill and fast. I lasted about thirty days after that time. My total
time on the job was four months. That was quite different from my previous pastorale, but
the church where I stayed so long was not controlled by the spirit of Freemasonry. And
that can make a world of difference. My story is evidence of that. There was a regularly
scheduled deacons' meeting the next week after I came back from Atlanta. It came before I
fully realized the seriousness of what was going on, but I did have a sense of foreboding
that night just prior to that deacons' meeting. I didn't know if I had a premonition of
something bad about to happen or if I was just paranoid. I soon found out!
The deacons' meeting did not go very well. I felt I was treated rudely by one of the
Masons and it was evident to me that he was angry. He knew my feelings about Masonry, and
I was one of the few people present who knew what the burr was in his saddle. Somehow we
managed to get through that meeting, but I was really upset. The fat was in the fire!
The following night I received an angry phone call from this man who began the
conversation by loudly proclaiming that he had heard that I had called Masonry a cult. And
to my discredit, I reciprocated and loudly affirmed that I did and it was. Fortunately, we
both calmed down after that fiery beginning and both of us prayed before we hung up. But
things were now set on a collision course. Over the ensuing days realizing that I might
have a humongous problem on my hands, I decided that as a new pastor without a solid base
of support, I had better take some steps to educate some people so if the issue became a
public one I would have some support. I began to distribute some literature clandestinely,
but I wasn't as discreet as I should have been as to whom I gave the literature. It later
At some point in all this scenario, something came to my attention which really drove
home the serious import of what I was involved with. Some of my Southern Baptist brethren
will have a problem with the following account, but I don't. Someone revealed to me that
some years earlier she had had a vision. That got my attention! Baptists just don't have
visions unless maybe they had a chili supper the night before. This person was a respected
member of the church and knew the church very well. This person claimed to have seen in
this vision Satan holding the church in his grip. The vision was compared to the Sherwin
Williams paint logo where the can of paint is turned upside down on the globe, and the
spreading paint seems to be gripping the globe. Was this a revelation from God? Did the
Freemasonry connection help explain the vision? The answer to both questions is in my
By the time I heard about the vision, I knew that about one third of my eighteen deacons
were Masons. I did not know until later that possibly another two to three dozen others in
the church belonged to the lodge or its women's auxiliary, the Eastern Star. Those numbers
constituted a nice group when you consider that the church had maybe about three hundred
active members. But Satan's presence and power were manifested in ways other than what
happened in that church. In the town on main street, there was a liquor store called
Lucifer's Liquors. I have never seen a liquor store more aptly named. So Satan was being
advertised with a "neon" sign on main street in this town. Of course if folks
had known all the other activity that the devil had going on there, they could have put
some similar signs up other places as well.
Also had I driven to the cemetery before I went to interview at that church, I would
have been enlightened. For there in the cemetery is a special section called the Masonic
Gardens, and there is laid out a miniature lodge hall in that special area of the
cemetery. It has a marble altar with a marble Bible on it and the lodge chairs placed as
they would be found in a lodge. Maybe I better check the local cemetery before I consider
any other church in the future.
However, it would probably be fair to say that Satan holds more than a church in that town
in his grip. His influence is pervasive throughout the entire area, and it will be
anywhere that Freemasonry is as strong as it is there. [Note: See Dr. Peter Wagner's
Breaking Strongholds In Your City] Before picking up the next event in my story, let me
give some further insight into what I was up against. In addition to the clue at the
cemetery about Masonry's influence in the area, there was other background information
which I probably could not have known before accepting the church, but it is quite
revealing to say the least.
The Congregation's Masonic History
Start with the fact that a former long-time pastor of this church (better that twenty
years as pastor) who still lived in the community was a Mason. And of all ironies, he
rejoined that church not too long after I came as pastor. But on top of that, the interim
pastor of this church who had served the congregation just prior to my coming was also a
Mason, and apparently there had been other Mason preachers at the church, possibly serving
as interims at other times when the church had been without a pastor. And if that were not
enough (and it really is too much), there had been a revival meeting held some months
prior to my coming to the church where one of the guest ministers was -- you guessed it --
a Mason. Some or all of these ministers' names were thrown up to me at a deacons' meeting
as if their membership in the lodge as ministers legitimized Freemasonry. Believe me, it
doesn't! All ministers, though surely having joined the lodge in ignorance, need to repent
of their involvement in Freemasonry. I would lovingly plead with them in the name of the
Lord Jesus to do so. It is imperative that they get out!
R. A. Torrey aptly pointed out the contradiction between being a Christian and a Mason
when he said you could be a Christian and a Mason at the same time but that you could not
be an intelligent Christian and an intelligent Mason at the same time. If that statement
is generally true and it is, then how much more of a contradiction is it to be an ordained
minister of the Gospel of the Lord Jesus Christ and to hold membership in Freemasonry? It
is an egregious contradiction!
An Unscheduled Deacon's Meeting
The next event in my saga was that a piece of literature, a John Ankerberg booklet, was
given to the wrong person who in turn brought it to one of the Mason deacons. Then I got a
phone call on a Sunday afternoon and was told there was to be a deacons' meeting after the
Sunday night service, and the caller asked if I knew about it. I responded that I had not
been told about it, but that I had a suspicion that Freemasonry might just be behind this
clandestine meeting. It was apparent that I, the pastor, was not welcome.
Interestingly, we were scheduled to have the Lord's Supper that Sunday night. Fortunately,
one of the deacons had enough moxie to stand up to one of the Masonic deacons and ask how
the deacons could take the Lord's Supper and then turn around and have a secret meeting
behind the pastor's back. That was a pretty good question! Maybe I shouldn't have been
surprised since Satan had set a precedent about two thousand years ago of doing someone in
following the observance of the Lord's Supper. Deja vu! '
At any rate, secret meetings are not exactly out of the ordinary for Masons. This meeting
was probably meant to roast me in absentia, but when the objection was raised, I was
issued a last minute invitation just before the service that night. After the service
which included taking communion, I went upstairs to a room where the deacons and I sat
down. Keep in mind there were deacons who did not even know what the meeting was about,
but most or all the Masons knew. You might say that it was their meeting.
We were all seated around the room against the walls. Once the show got going and the
literature I had distributed was produced, I was confronted by a Masonic deacon; I got up
and took a seat in the middle of the room facing the deacons. One of the first things I
did was to tell how other preachers like Finney, Moody, and others before me had opposed
Masonry. That didn't go over very well with one of the Masons and he tried to shut me up.
However, he probably wasn't prepared for the way a non-mason deacon told him to be quiet
and let me speak. The meeting was quite a tense one. Near the end I was asked if I could
work with them (the Masons), and I responded that I could probably give an answer, but I
would prefer to wait and answer at a later time. I closed the meeting with prayer. The
meeting was comparable to nine rounds with Mike Tyson. Afterwards one deacon remarked to
some of his peers that he would give up being a deacon before he would give up his lodge
membership. Does that say something about where his loyalty lay? That's what Jesus meant
when he said a man could not serve two masters.
Tensions continued to build, and apparently there was some talk going on in town about the
trouble at church. A prominent community figure later told me that he had remarked to his
wife that things were about to explode at the church. On the Wednesday following the
deacons' meeting, I was informed by a non-mason deacon that he had received a visit that
day. Possibly he was being checked out to see where he stood in regard to me. He and I
speculated that some effort to oust me might be in the works, but we did not know for
sure. He did share with me how that area had seen some violence in days past, and of
course you know how encouraging that was to me. Things were heating up!
That Wednesday night I was to speak on a subject that was part of a series I had been
doing. Of all things I was to speak on the subject of standing alone. Talk about the
providential hand of God, it was evident to those with eyes to see. Actually I had some
suspicion that an effort could even be made to remove me that night, but that was not to
be the case. In fact as I looked out over the congregation that night, I realized that my
opponents were not ready to act yet. I stuck to my planned topic though I knew how nervous
I was. I got through the service and there were no incidents that night. But the bomb was
The following Sunday morning a Mason deacon took me by the arm and escorted me into the
church office, closing the door behind us. He wanted to know if I had reached a decision
yet about being able to work with the Masons. I knew the utter incompatibility of
Freemasonry and Christianity, especially among the church leadership, but that is not very
widely understood in our day. I felt that basically these Masons had two options: renounce
Freemasonry or step down as a deacon in the church. In response to his question I said,
"The issue here is truth". His response was quite revealing to those who
understand the philosophy of Freemasonry. He said that what was true for me was not
necessarily true for him. Had I been talking to New Ager, Shirley McLaine, the comment
would have been expected, but this was a Baptist deacon who also apparently had ingested
the deadly, false philosophy of Freemasonry.
That afternoon I struggled with my dilemma. I felt intense pressure, and probably the
enemy was beating up on me really big time. At first I thought that I would try and last
thirty days and see if something could be worked out. My wife and I had just bought our
first house and we have two young children. We had not even paid the first house payment.
In addition there were guests in our home from my former church in Kentucky and they were
blown away by all that was going on. But it was again providential that they were there to
be with us, and the dramatic weekend before another Kentucky couple had been down. Thank
God for friends!
I very quickly discarded the thirty day idea, and then gave some consideration to a two
week trial. But right or wrong, I then decided I would go ahead and resign that very
night. I was not going through this agony any longer. So I made a call and told the deacon
chairman that I would like a meeting before church with the deacons, but I did not say
what was on my mind. When I met with them later, no one tried to stop me from resigning,
not even my supporters. It was that kind of climate.
There was to be a special program at church that night, but I don't think I exactly knew
what the youth were doing, except that it was a musical. Guess what it was? It was a
musical drama entitled "The Big Picture" and it was based on Romans 8:28. The
theme was that you don't understand your trials when you're going through them, but you
have to wait to see the big picture later. I was about to go through one of the most
traumatic experiences of my life, and there could not have been a program more appropriate
to the occasion. Again God's providential hand could be seen. He really was in control! I
sat in the pew that night with my wife. A former Mason who had been a deputy in another
town came to be with me, and a preacher friend's wife came to be with my wife. The youth
finished their program and then I got up. There were visitors there, including a group
from another nearby state. I read most of what I said from a prepared text. I resigned
without anger or animosity and never once mentioned Freemasonry. I stated that there was a
situation in the church which made it impossible for me to fulfill my calling to the
ministry of the Gospel and my calling as pastor of that church.
About fifteen months had elapsed between the former pastor's leaving and my coming, and
now I was resigning after four months. There were people in shock, some cried and many
came to the front to speak with me. I sought to be gracious and somehow got through it
all. What a night, I shall never forget it! I stayed up until three or four o'clock the
next morning with friends, but never really went to bed.
Christian Friends are a Blessing
I would insert at this juncture what a blessing it was that God gave us some special
friends during those days. Friendships forged in the flames are the strongest, and I am
grateful for Christian friends who stood with us. We also got much support from our former
church members back in Kentucky, and they really were a great blessing.
Our house then went back on the market before the first payment was made. However, God
came through and took good care of us. Remarkably, I'm probably one of the few preachers
on record who was paid longer not to be the pastor of a church than he was to be the
pastor. That came about because a non-mason deacon recommended that the church pay my
salary for the next six months if necessary. So praise God, He really did prepare a table
before me in the presence of my enemies. (This arrangement was reached only after I was
gone and was not arranged before I left. I left cold turkey.)
God Sends a Message
This is probably a good place to share another very fascinating story which has God's
fingerprints all over it. Within a few weeks of my resignation from the church, one Sunday
my family and I visited a church in a nearby, large city. The visiting preacher announced
his main text for the morning service and began to read from Genesis 50:19-21, "And
Joseph said unto them, Fear not: for am I in the place of God? But as for you, ye thought
evil against me, but God meant it unto good, to bring to pass, as it is this day, to save
much people alive. Now therefore fear ye not: I will nourish you, and your little ones.
And he comforted them, and spake kindly to them. " I knew it was no accident that we
were there to hear such a message though honestly I came with the intention of talking
after the service with the guest speaker. But God wanted to say something first!
But it gets wilder. We drove down into Georgia that afternoon and visited with a pastor
whose church had successfully dealt with the Freemasonry issue, even to the point of
removing a Masonic cornerstone from the church building. That's what you call cleaning
house. But after that visit, we headed back to the city where we had been that morning,
and were we in for a surprise.
The preacher at the church we visited that night was a friend of mine who did not know we
were going to be present that night. He did see us and spoke to us shortly before the
service however. Then when he got up to preach, he announced that he was doing something
out of the ordinary in that he had changed his sermon from what he had planned to preach
(apparently he had done so that afternoon). He then announced his text was Genesis
50:19-20. Now that's what I call making your point! God wanted my wife and me to
understand that He had a purpose in all that was taking place and that He would provide
for us. Believe me, he has and is still doing so! He is faithful--trust Him. He'll meet
you in the furnace!
Since the house did not sell right away, we were forced to stay in that small town. We
didn't just run away. We maintained a residence there for another year and a half. I think
God may have allowed that so that our presence was a constant reminder of what had been
done at that church. God wasn't going to let it be easily swept under the carpet. But that
church's rebellious spirit, or at least some of its members' rebellious spirit against God
ordained leadership, is not an isolated problem; it is to some extent found in many of the
churches of the Southern Baptist Convention. Some Southern Baptists don't understand
authority as God has established it. The same spirit of rebellion rampant in our nation is
tragically at work among the people of God and Freemasonry is its ally.
The Fruit of the Stand
I might add that in time a new church was formed as some people just did not feel that
they could stay in the church which had allowed me to leave. Today that church has a new
building at a great location. It has adopted by-laws which prohibit members who belong to
secret societies from holding office in the church. That is the least a church should do!
Personally, I would hold that no one be admitted to church membership who holds membership
in a lodge, but that's not politically correct thinking in this Laodicean age. Is it?
Called to Another Congregation
About six months after I had stepped down, I received a phone call. The money from the
church was about to run out. God surely is never late, but often He cuts it awfully close.
The caller was the chairman of a pulpit committee back in Middle Tennessee, and he
wondered if I could fill in and do some preaching. Of course I accepted. Again God was
taking care of us as He had promised in those two sermons.
Later I was installed as that church's interim pastor without the church even voting on
me. I was the choice of their pulpit committee to hold that position. The committee all
knew about the issue which had cost me my previous church and that was no problem to them.
After about five months into my ministry there, I agreed to allow the committee to submit
my name before the church as a candidate for its pastor. But hold on--here we go again!
There were some folks in this church who had ties back to the area where my last church
had been. This link brought some word to the people where I was now serving. However, I
had already told all the pulpit committee and later others as well about my experience.
Let's face it--I hadn't run off with another woman or embezzled from the church, but some
who have have not been treated like I have been.
But with all the hoopla over Masonry surrounding me, the deacons in this church wanted to
meet with me and talk with me about this matter. I agreed to do so. At the meeting, not
only did I share my position, I showed them a video tape, "From Darkness To
Light", by Jeremiah Films. I also answered some questions. None of their deacons was
a Mason, but one was sympathetic to some Freemason friends, and he told them what had
transpired in the meeting. I don't think the Masons cared too much for the film, but their
numbers were much smaller in this church. Nevertheless, that didn't stop them from causing
It was like the replaying of a bad movie. Word got out that the church was going to
vote on a date to call the preacher, and the Masons came out to cut me off at the pass. I
still think it was a colossal tactical blunder on the Masons' part, but they decided they
were going to take a shot at me at that time, instead of just waiting for the actual vote
on me which was to come later.
The Masons had all their number present on that Wednesday night when only a date was to be
set for my trial sermon. Some of them never came on Wednesday nights, but this time they
were there. In fact one of their number had not been to church in ages, Sundays or
Wednesdays, and some people did not realize he was even a member of that church. One
member later remarked to me, "Well, the Lord couldn't get him to church but the lodge
At a certain point while the moderator was presiding, the Masons all got up out of their
seats and headed to the front. One of them pointed his finger at me and called me a
trouble maker. I'm sure that many times the Lord Jesus was viewed as a trouble maker, and
Elijah was called the same thing by Ahab. And look at Paul, almost everywhere he went
things were stirred up. But that's just not kosher today. Many churches had just rather be
dead. They wouldn't dare allow a disturbance even if the cause of Christ would be served.
Now back to the O.K. Corral, I mean church. There in front of everyone, this same man
challenged me to meet with all the Masons, a meeting they had tried once before to
arrange, but they had failed to get their way. Before everyone I let him know that I would
meet with the Masons but that the deacons and pulpit committee would also be present. That
wasn't what they wanted. They wanted a meeting only on their terms (sound familiar), and
you can bet it would have been used to try to intimidate me. They never got their meeting.
Of course the atmosphere was tense. You could cut it with a knife. Fortunately none of my
family was present to see, hear, or feel the shameful affair. It was ugly!
There was such a foreboding presence there that night that a lady came up to me afterwards
and asked me if I could be in any danger. I replied that I could be. The history of
Freemasonry has had its share of violence in spite of its denials, and I feel that as this
issue comes more out into the open, violence could occur again. It's the nature of the
beast! Generally when challenged, Masonry will show its true colors. Masonry can tout its
hospitals and charities, but when you really begin to expose it to the light, often the
real god of the lodge comes out from behind the mask and shows himself. I know, I have
seen it happen twice!
In the days following that Wednesday night service, where I believe the Masons shot
themselves in the foot, the Masons worked to discredit me. But when push came to shove,
they were still unable to get enough votes to keep me from receiving a call to be pastor
of the church. They did get a lot of no votes, however, many people were just intimidated
by the whole mess. Thus some voted no, not so much because they were opposed to me, but
because they thought it was for the good of the church. Of course I was bothered by the
fact that the vote was not a really good one, and there were other negative factors to
consider also. I struggled over what to do and finally decided to decline the call of the
The very next day after I announced my decision to the church, one of the Masons had my
name taken off the church sign, thinking I was gone. But I had only declined the call as
pastor; I was still the interim pastor. The Masons had to live with me for another two to
three months. So I stayed around until the church called a full-time pastor and then I
stepped down. I left the church in November, 1992. I have not chosen to take a pastorale
since that time. To some extent I am banned by the Baptists, though not altogether, a
pariah among my own people, branded by this issue in which my position is the correct one,
the Christian one. All I have been through is a high price to pay and keep paying, but I
don't regret what I've been through. Misunderstood, yes, mistreated, yes; but mistaken,
no; not on an issue where I know that I know I am right! I thank God for the privilege of
suffering for His name's sake. And very likely there will be more to come.
From the above account, you have seen in a personal story how Freemasonry was Satan's
Trojan horse, having given him access into two churches without any alarms being sounded.
Freemasonry is a very useful tool since it usually goes undetected and yet is still able
to inflict its damage.
This Trojan horse can expose an individual and a church to the powers of darkness because
of its occultic nature and its false gospel, both of which are not readily apparent to
most of its initiates. It can therefore serve as a damper on the Holy Spirit and can
quench His work in both an individual and a congregation. It can stunt an individual's
spiritual growth if he is truly born again, and it can keep men from a saving knowledge of
Jesus Christ if they are not truly regenerate.
Sadly, its impact and effectiveness are greatly enhanced because it is not a kosher issue
to address in our day, politically incorrect if you will. On an individual basis, nearly
all of my minister colleagues are silent on this issue, some afraid to speak out, others
not knowledgeable enough about the issue to be concerned. At the denominational level
(Southern Baptist Convention), there was an opportunity in 1993 to address this issue, but
it was badly botched as a very weak study was published and a compromised position was
adopted. But it's not just the S.B.C. that is failing to deal with this issue, there are
other denominations which are silent as well. Also few independent ministries address this
either. It's as if almost the whole Church is in bondage to this stronghold. How sad?
As I draw near to the conclusion of my testimony, one further word is in order as to how.
Freemasonry is used as Satan's Trojan horse. I must not fail to point out that it serves a
subversive function, not only as a means of invading thousands of churches, but as a means
of invading our political, judicial, military, and law enforcement systems, thus helping
to undermine these areas of our society as well and subverting our republican form of
government, paving the way for the New World Order.
If the reader wishes to be informed regarding this aspect of this issue, then consult Gary
Kah's En Route To Global Occupation', Jack Harris' Freemasonry: The Invisible Cult In Our
Midst, or John Daniels' Scarlet and the Beast, 3 vol. Americans must wake up soon, or it
Will be too late, if it is not already. May God help us! Therefore the battle goes on and
so does my personal saga. Fortunately, because Jesus Christ is my Lord, ultimately no
matter what transpires in my personal life, I am in His hands and He holds my future. And
because of the victory of Jesus Christ in His life, death, and resurrection, I have
assurance of His ultimate victory over all forms of evil, including Freemasonry.
Hallelujah! What a Savior!
As I finish my story, I want the reader to understand and I want to emphasize that the
issue of Freemasonry cannot be fully understood or its seriousness fully appreciated apart
from the subject of spiritual warfare as briefly explained in these closing paragraphs.
Freemasonry may well be Satan's masterpiece in sabotage, subversion, and deception. It is
an ingenious scheme. However, keep in mind that the enemy is not the Mason himself, it is
Satan (Lucifer), "the angel of light", and his demonic host who assist him.
Christians are to love all men, but we are to expose the works of darkness (Ephesians
5:11), defend the faith (Jude 2), and call all men to repentance and faith in the Lord
Jesus Christ (Acts 20:21). We must do no less!
In conclusion, read the following words spoken by Adrian Rogers because they explain my
attitude about truth, whether it relates to Freemasonry or some other issue: "It is
better to be divided by truth than united in error; it is better to speak truth that hurts
and then heals than to speak a lie; it is better to be hated for telling the truth than to
be loved for telling a lie; it is better to stand alone with truth than to be wrong with
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