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Church Of Snakes & Poison

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I feel like the Lord is leading me now to find a church where they worship in the old time way, where they preach the full Gospel. In this day and age there are so many churches that believe most of the Bible, but they cut parts out. They don't believe the end of the book of Mark where Jesus said you will drink poison and not be harmed and tread on serpents and that God will protect you, that the Holy Spirit will be in you. We've got to believe all of the Bible. Jesus said that even greater miracles we can do than He did, and I think that includes the demonstration of our faith before God with serpents and poison.
I've just seen some footage of one of the churches that practices just this, where devotees sing, dance, speak in tongues, have holy seizures and handle live rattlesnakes, or even drink poison, in the belief that their faith will keep them safe from harm.

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In the arena of spiritual oneupmanship, nobody can compete with the backwoods Bible believers who take Mark 16: 17-18 to its literal extreme:

And these signs shall follow them that believe: In my name shall they cast out devils;they shall speak with new tongues. They shall take up serpents; and if they drink any deadly thing, it shall not hurt them; they shall lay hands on the sick, and they shall recover.

They're out there. Scattered throughout Appalachia and the Southeastern United States are dozens, maybe hundreds of little Holiness churches where God's people get up with a Bible in one hand, a rattlesnake in the other. and gyrate for Jesus to the twangin' accompaniment of someone's granny on electric guitar. Pass me a serpent, let's have church!

You won't find this stuff on TV. The best TBN can come up with is the Power Team on Saturday night busting two-by-fours over their heads for Jesus. No, if you want to find a church where they believe ALL of the Bible, you're going to have to do a little driving. Here are a few tips for the adventurous Recreational Christian who would like to visit one of these churches.

There is no set denomination for a snake handlin' church, although if you took away the snakes and poison, you'd have an Assembly of God type affair. Many of the "snake" churches are loosely affiliated with one another, but given the intensity of these people's belief, they tend to be very volatile, splintering off and feuding with one another. And yes, they do have a higher than average mortality rate. Which raises a question...

Why, you may ask, would God let a believer get bitten? First, God could use this means to discipline a transgressor. After all, we're all human and even the most faithful servant cannot remain sinless. Secondly, you don't pick up a cobra or guzzle Drano as a mere test of faith. You better be sure God's speaking directly to you, that you're anointed by the Holy Ghost right then. Thirdly, and most importantly, God can use a snakebite as a sign to any unbelievers present that the snakes are indeed deadly, that they haven't been de-fanged, milked of their poison, or kept in a refrigerator so as to be rendered sluggish. So even if God's telling you to do it, He may still let the serpent strike.

If God's telling YOU to visit one of these churches -- at least to watch, the best time to go is spring, summer, or early fall. The Bible says somewhere that everything has it's season, and many snake handlers believe that the serpents should get the winter off and so are let go and captured again in the spring. The Southern churches are bigger on snakes, while poison is more popular in West Virginia and Ohio. Due to the difficulty in obtaining strychnine, handfuls of Drano or battery acid can be substituted. Don't be surprised if one of the brothers pulls a "torch" out from the lectern. Usually a Pepsi bottle full of kerosene with a wad of cotton stuffed in the neck, these are used by the devout for "flame to face." The eleventh chapter of Hebrews says, "by faith the violence of fire is quenched." Glo-ree!

I have found three books on the subject. The first, published in 1969 by Schocken Books, is They Shall Take Up Serpents by Weston La Barre. La Barre, strictly an armchair snake handler, was a professor at Duke, and his account is dry and scholarly. The other two are by the writing team of Robert Pelton and Karen Carden who get down and dirty and report from the front line: The Persecuted Prophets -- The Story of the Frenzied Serpent Handlers published in 1976 by A.S. Barnes and Co. and Snake Handlers: God Fearers or Fanatics? published in 1974 by Thomas Nelson, Inc. The second book is more of a documentary in photographs, while the first contains more textual analysis. The writers are objective, yet completely respectful of their subject matter. The Persecuted Prophets is probably the one book I would grab if my house were on fire. The book revolves around the Carson Springs, TN strychnine deaths in 1973 when Brother Buford Pack and Reverend Jimmy Williams (pictured on this issue's cover) got hold of the real thing at a Saturday night service. The accompanying list should be used as a starting point. It is by no means comprehensive, and some of the churches may no longer be in existence. The aforementioned books as well as newspaper accounts were used to compile it.

From
here.

So what other examples are there of extreme tests of faith?
 
Yep, the Rifa'i sufi are notorious for similar feats...for example, on certain occasions the Istanbul Rifa'i still drive skewers through their cheeks, the wounds being healed by the breath of their Sheikh. In other parts of the world, their liturgy embraces snake handling, scopion snogging and there is one recorded instance of Rifa'i in Egypt parading down the street carrying burning palm logs under there arms as if they were a rolled up umbrella.

That said, the Rifa'i I know play all this down and explain it as a proof of the reality of man's immersion in the divine during ecstasy.

Along similar lines, shi'i in many parts mark 10 Muharrem by staging public displays of flaggelation with various devices, ranging from leather thongs to naked swords.
However, in this case it is an act of mourning for the fallen of the Battle of Kerbala.

Maybe bias on my part, but these folks make the Bible Belt charismatics look like John Inman(though I don't subscribe to the 'Win God's love by nailing your cock to a tree' school myself)...
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On a less scholarly note, some fillapinos celebrate Easter by re-enacting the crusification; a tradition made infamous by a Japanese porn star who had himself nailed to tree in the name of, ahem, art.

Jane.
 
They showed real footage of a church like this in the X Files ep Signs and Wonders. Ppl who take the bible so literally really are scary, and interpret it any way they want at times!
 
A few years back there was a program where Ruby Wax went along to a snake handling church, and mostly interviewed a very repressed gay guy...
 
It is written "Thou shalt not tempt the Lord thy God". I mean, if those guys really take things literally, why not just throw yourself off the nearest tall building, head first? If God is all-powerful, He will save you.
The point here is, literal snake-handling and drinking strychnine is most emphatically not what Christians are supposed to do. The Scripture in question is a promise of protection, not a licence to tempt God in that way.
Satan must love those snake-handling Churches - people getting bitten and poisoned, and then they are not allowed to take any medication, because it was God's will. Christians are called to love and heal and do good works, not tempt God by deliberately performing reckless acts.
Just my humble opinion as usual.

Big Bill Robinson
 
I think its terrific.

Though a hard nosed atheist myself I still take a dark delight in some of the more, shall we say, exciting aspects of religion. The ladder of swords, fire walking, snakes, naked ascetics on mountains et al.

If I ever traveled Im sure I would go out of my way to witness such marvels. That is what travelings all about, isnt it? the Strange and Marvelous. Not sitting on a med bach like my Dad and wife does 3 times a year.
 
I sat on a Mediterranean beach once. For half an hour. Wouldn't do it again.
 
Indian fakirs and shaman priests in other parts of the world swallow swords, handle snakes and walk on coal.

There are some Dervishes of the Sufi order who will spin themselves into a trance (ever heard of Whirling Dervishes?) and perform feats, like eating glass in addition to coal walking and skewering themselves.

Snake handling and walking on coal seem to be a recurring theme in several cultures and religions, which would lead me to believe that possibly, these are all tricks/techniques, or is an actual testimony to the power of the human mind. OR, they couldn't get any more creative than that.
 
Whirling is not restricted to one order - though the most famous is the Mevlevi.

Actually, they do not so much whirl to enter an altered state, but whirl because they are in an altered state. Probably true of everything we've discussed so far. :)
 
I read a great book on this subject back in the 90's called Salvation on Sand Mountain by Dennis Covington. It's by this reporter who went to cover a trial of a snake handling preacher who was accused of murdering his wife with the snakes. The reporter actually gets caught up in the religious frenzy and takes up the serpents! It's a good read and I would recommend it to anyone interested in this subject.

Salvation on Sand Mountain by Dennis Covington

:cool:
 
Also, in "A search in secret egypt" by Paul Brunton, the author enter some religious Egyptian order and can hancle a snake as well. (He even spends a night in the Great Pyramid, lucky SOB :p )
 
A good read here:

Touching Death:
The Turbulent Life of One of America’s Last Snake-Handling Preachers


Three years after his father was killed during a service, Cody Coots carries on as pastor of the South’s most famous signs-following church. In a town rife with drugs and poverty, Coots leads a group of congregants who live and worship in extremes — and who, by engaging with death, show their faith in a God they believe delivers life. -
By Jordan Ritter Conn Aug 25, 2017, 9:23am EDT

Long Read:
https://www.theringer.com/features/2017/8/25/16201182/south-week-snake-handling-preacher-cody-coots

And here is the father in action for the final time:
 
I've been to a Signs Followers church. Once, and only once! I was a different person back then. Years later I wrote the following piece about the experience:


$60 or a box of rattlesnakes

skinny rich got religion 2 or 3 times a year
between salvations he dealt pills
one day during the hottest august on record
he came by and told me "all debts are forgiven
to whomever would open his heart to the Word"
"you mean like that $60 i owe you?" i asked
"yes, that's part of the life i'm leavin behind and
besides, you're my friend and i want to do you right"
that evening i went with him
to a church he'd found he said "these folks
practice the Word for real"
it was just over the virginia line
up a curvy blacktop sideroad gummy with
august wednesday evening heat that shivered the air
ahead of rich's bad-luck chevrolet
this looked like no church i'd ever been in
a long low brightwashed boardsided shack
a gravel parkin lot full of rustbuckets and pick em up trucks
and a plywood sign out front that said
"atkins run mark 16:18 church of the holy ghost"
in red barn paint
inside, it was a sweatbox full of locals of the sort
who worked the cafeteria and buildin maintainence at the college
men in $80 kmart suits or pressed fresh work clothes
women dressed not to be looked long on and a handful of kids scrubbed
pink and quiet
half of them seemed to know rich
they all wanted to shake our hands
we were wearin' our hipster townclothes but nobody seemed to notice
there was a lot of "bless you boys" and "welcome, brother, jesus loves you"
big toothgone smiles hard coalshovel palms
rich was blessin and thankin right back at 'em
if i hadn't seen what he did last week
i'd have believed he was one too
no pews and pulpit in there and no piano
just four or five dozen foldup chairs
a mikestand up front and a big plywood box on a card table
when services commenced the pills i'd taken before rich picked me up
were startin to move we sat in the back near the door
2 scruffy longhairs in rock n roll t-shirts the preacher tall bony
cheapsuited
with a face from one of those wpa photographs from the great depression
turned on the mic and the hot still air in the chickenhouse church went
crazy
they sang the same hymns i knew from a thousand sunday mornings
but meanin every word
no music only their coal and sawdust throats
rich looked convinced when the prayin started somebody hollered "yes,
jesus!" and sounded
so much like my aunt alma i blushed
my family were mostly baptist and shoutin methodist so i'd gotten used to
that
but it'd been years ago
they started gettin the gift of tongues hammerin the walls with
sanctified human zoo noises i squirmed we had second and third
cousins back up in the hollers who didthat every week
but we weren t that kind of people
the preacher opened the hinged top on the box and then
i realized where exactly we were
this was a signs followin church
signs followers are christians who take mark 16:18 to heart
one of the gifts of the holy ghost is that believers
will take up deadly serpents
the preacher thrust his arms in that box and pulled out
a tail-buzzin copper-headed tongue flickin double handful of poison teeth
and cold shiny eyes
a little gray woman and a big truckdriver lookin bald hillbilly came forth
reachin out to the pastor and his bouquet of vipers granny got the
copperhead
she held it up and screeched "oh, mah precious jesus!"
"jesus christ!" i wailed myself then turned to skinny rich
he was rockin in his chair
eyes glassier than when he was stoned cryin a little and mutterin'
"oh forgive me, please god, oh i m so sorry save me save me"
"hey rich lets go" i whispered then i yelled "fuck it man! it's just 60
bucks!
i ll have it tomorrow!" nobody heard or saw that i
was already out the door and runnin
all the way to the highway i hitched home in an hour
rich came for his money the next day and started bitchin
he said that i d embarassed him in front of his new friends
they were sincere spiritual people and did i want
any beauts or ludes he'd give me a good rate
and they'd be here tomorrow.
 
More on Cody Coots:

pastor at the Full Gospel Tabernacle in Jesus Name church bitten by snake during service rant.

video at link.

After he is bitten by a snake during a service, he shouts "God's a healer" and refuses to let go of the serpent.

The startling footage shows him eventually collapsing and being helped from his altar as the snake’s potentially lethal poison begins to take hold.

Pastor Cody asks to be taken to the mountain top where God will judge whether he lives or dies.

But one of his congregation defies him and takes him to hospital , where doctors reveal that the snake came close to severing the temporal artery - which would almost certainly have killed him.

The dangerous ritual had already cost the Pentecostal church its previous pastor, Cody’s father Jamie Coots, 42, after he was bitten by a rattlesnake and killed in 2014.

Cody’s friend, and fellow preacher, Big Cody - who drove him to the hospital - told Barcroft TV: “Most people bitten in the face are dead in five, ten minutes.

“I mean, his own daddy got bitten in the hand and within seven minutes was dead."

Around 14 people regularly worship each Sunday, but services can last between 90 minutes and up to five hours, depending on the fervor and intensity of the occasion.

Before

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During
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After
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A good read here:

Touching Death:
The Turbulent Life of One of America’s Last Snake-Handling Preachers
Three years after his father was killed during a service, Cody Coots carries on as pastor of the South’s most famous signs-following church. In a town rife with drugs and poverty, Coots leads a group of congregants who live and worship in extremes — and who, by engaging with death, show their faith in a God they believe delivers life. - By Jordan Ritter Conn Aug 25, 2017, 9:23am EDT

Long Read:
https://www.theringer.com/features/2017/8/25/16201182/south-week-snake-handling-preacher-cody-coots

And here is the father in action for the final time:
LOL , like how the big man tried to pass off the torch to dude sitting down & he didn’t want any part of it :wtf:
 
I didn't see any banjos in that performance.
Not just rattlesnakes - one of them was messing about with a blowtorch!
 
Bunch of total nutters.

I mean, you just couldn't make this stuff up.

True, true.

But one can't help but admire how they put their hides on the line for their faith in their Lord, and their correct understanding of one fairly obscure verse of Scripture.

The goings-on in Signs Follower churches are a remnant of magic power in modern christianity, and their Sunday services are witness to high drama and acts of might (forked tongues, poison fangs and live bloodshed included!).
 
True, true.

But one can't help but admire how they put their hides on the line for their faith in their Lord, and their correct understanding of one fairly obscure verse of Scripture.

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And it certainly shows what happens to people who do this.

Can't beat those old time religions.

Very Darwinian.
 
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