I don't use anything I learned at HAC today. I left there in 1981 -- graduated too! I realized in the last year there that I wasn't going into "full time Christian service." I was much too invested to quit at that time, so I stayed and graduated. I went home and worked construction the following year and pretty much just wandered aimlessly for a year. I went on back to a public university, got another degree, then a post grad degree and started my real adulthood. God has been so very good to me.
But I look back on those HAC years and often think, "I thought I was too smart to be in a cult, but I guess I wasn't. I don't think HAC was a full fledged cult, but as the CIA said about Hunter's laptop, "It bore the marks."
I don't really regret going there. In some ways I think it matured me, for I was extremely immature when I went. Some of the rigor gave me confidence in years to come that I could accomplish a bunch if I just didn't quit.
I guess, the truth for me is that I stayed because I really didn't have anywhere to go or another life I could lead. It took along time for me to get to another place. I still remember my first night there in the early fall of 1976, when Bro. Hyles came to the old chapel and challenged us all not to ever quit. "Get your dictionary and cut out quit!" I went all in, so I guess that was effective for me.
But at bottom, I do wish that I hadn't gone. It delayed my career choice and those were years that could have been better utilized. But it is what it is. I know there was a purpose. I'm 66 now and I still wonder a little what that purpose was, but God is good through the trials. He really is.
Enjoy today!
But I look back on those HAC years and often think, "I thought I was too smart to be in a cult, but I guess I wasn't. I don't think HAC was a full fledged cult, but as the CIA said about Hunter's laptop, "It bore the marks."
I don't really regret going there. In some ways I think it matured me, for I was extremely immature when I went. Some of the rigor gave me confidence in years to come that I could accomplish a bunch if I just didn't quit.
I guess, the truth for me is that I stayed because I really didn't have anywhere to go or another life I could lead. It took along time for me to get to another place. I still remember my first night there in the early fall of 1976, when Bro. Hyles came to the old chapel and challenged us all not to ever quit. "Get your dictionary and cut out quit!" I went all in, so I guess that was effective for me.
But at bottom, I do wish that I hadn't gone. It delayed my career choice and those were years that could have been better utilized. But it is what it is. I know there was a purpose. I'm 66 now and I still wonder a little what that purpose was, but God is good through the trials. He really is.
Enjoy today!
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