How Religious Cults Maintain Power Over Members
Some of the more highly publicized techniques for maintaining power over members of religious cults include repetition, sleep deprivation, fear of leaving, missing out on the rewards for the faithful, and the exposure of past sins committed.
Another not-s0-highly-publicized method is peer pressure, though not your garden variety of keeping up with the Jones’. In this case, my case, the pressure was somewhat of a role-reversal. Some background is necessary.
Many of the members of our local little group of Smith Friend followers were directly recruited by me and my wife. Some had lived with us while they were “getting on their feet” and we had experienced births, house building, countless meetings, conferences, marriages, feasts, informal gatherings, very long and dangerous trips to visit other churches and just about anything life in such a group can offer.
However, after 10 or 12 years, things began to change. The current leader was determined to save the flock from my bad influence. Groups like our church, based in Brunstad, Norway have very few rules actually written down, yet have a very well-defined code of behavior that is enforced through fear of rejection.
In my case, I never wanted the church I helped to found to become a Smith Friends franchise. Yet, over time, things took on a life of their own and we were soon visited very often by many of the leading international brothers and treated as very hopeful young prospects.
This was a mixed blessing. On the one hand, we were now “on the inside”, or at least on our way there! On the other hand, the spontenaity was gone, as was the indigeonous authenticity. A good example is when I was advised to cease from writing Christian songs with my wife; we were to use the official songbook.
My “worldly” influence that was seen as a threat consisted primarily of such dangerous things as studying church history in Sunday school, dancing the Isreali folk dance known as the Hora with young people, singing “Froggy Went A Courtin’” to some pre-schoolers, reading the Christian Science Monitor newspaper, subscribing to National Geographic, associating with a home schooling group, and playing Celtic music on my guitar. I also occasionally drank beer and even dared to listen to NPR in my car and even knew what was going on in the world!
It is almost comical to watch the members talk about celebrities and world affairs with feigned ignorance, all the while knowing a great deal about the topic. This pretense is also obvious with most things that reveal a higher liberal arts education.
Back to my story though. Periodically, maybe every 2 months or so, the brothers gather for a brother’s meeting. These are part business, part edification, part get-together for “fun” and sometimes for dealing with troublesome members, such as I had become.
One Saturday morning we were summoned to the basement of a brother for a meeting. This was a peculiar time to hold a brother’s meeting, so I figured it must be important. Little did I know!
I noticed a tape recorder set up and asked the leader what that was about, since we never taped these meetings. He told me I would find out. Everyone was acting really weird, not friendly or happy to be together. Without warning, the leader began reading one Bible passage after another about enemies of the cross. After reading enough to more than emphasize his point, he pointed at me and said “You are an enemy of the cross!”
I looked at him dumbfounded and what he was referring to. He told me something like “you know”. I asked him what he was going to do now. This was a totally bizarre atmosphere, but the worst part was when I looked at the others. Some were glaring at me, others hid their face from me.
When I opened my mouth again to defend myself, I was told to be quiet, there would be no questions, no discussion, no help, no guidance, no brotherly love, no sharing of hearts, no praying; just this unilateral decision from the leader and his power-mongering followers.
My sentence as that I could no longer start any meeting, no longer lead the Sunday school (children’s meetings), and basically was instantly reduced to the status of a little-better-than-an-outsider. What this really meant is that I was now an outcast, officially.
Once the “meeting” was over, the host sat me down with his wife and told me how unjust that entire event was. I agreed and went home to ponder my new fate. True enough, I was now a little more than nothing, somebody to tolerate, somebody to be careful around, and who knows what else.
I felt a responsibility to speak with the main leaders in Norway, most of whom I had a good relationship with, so I spoke with three brothers. The youngest, very obese and arrogant leader pretended not to know what I was talking about, the oldest, more genuine man, told me that the leader who banned me was immature and out of place, and the third, who seemed to always be posturing for position, said the local leader was wrong, but, because he was the leader the Norwegians had to support him.
My life continued in the church there for a while, but things were never the same. Eventually I moved to a new area, with the consent of the leaders from numerous other congregations. I was determined to overcome this travesty of the spirit of life and eventually returned to visit these people with no grudge or blame.
This sort of control happens all the time, though usually not quite so dramatic. Everyone lives in fear of being wrong, and thus are compelled to conform, lest they be the next enemy of the cross, or maybe an opposer; or maybe just a half-hearted hanging on member with no authority whatsoever.
This stuff is classic abuse. Classic cult control where those in power, or those who wish to be in power, know how to push the right buttons, contact the right people, say the right things, quote the right verses; all to exercise power over others and propel themselves ahead. I’ve seen it a thousand times and even been guilty myself.
Posted by admin on January 24th, 2012


