Why I Am Not a Primitive Baptist

Murielle Lange

I was never very involved with the Primitive Baptist Church that my parents attended, but out of respect for them I accompanied them to church on my rare visits home. A very painful incident finalized my decision to never again have anything to do with my father’s church.

My brother-in-law, a pedophile, had raped my preteen daughter when he was visiting me. I confronted him, and a few minutes later a call came from my aged father, who had been informed by the culprit of my accusation and threat to put him in prison.

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