Hecklers in the Church: Has it happened in your church?

[chseeads]

Originally Posted by Ferd

a few years ago, we had this guy who visited a couple of services. on about his third sunday, a lady in our church testified.

this guy got beside himself and stood up and started yelling at her to sit down and he was rebuking in the name of the lord. Crazy. He didnt like women speaking in church.

he was removed by the ushers and he never came back. LOL! complete nut case.

Was it GR?

We used to have a lady come to church every once in a while. She didn't make a peep during service but every time after she left any toilet paper we had in stock in the ladies bathroom disappeared. Poor dear, I guess she needed it more than we did.

[dizzyde]

In our first church building ,the neighborhood we were in also housed a home for the mentally ill.

We have tons of mostly funny stories about things that happened over the years. The one that sticks out in my mind right now is one night towards the end of church, one of the resisdents of the home (a very tall, intimidating woman) came in the back door and stood in the entry way and said at the top of her lungs "By the order of Nelson Mandela, we are all being evacuated. You need to be at the docks by midnight".

Then she turned around and left. It was really quiet for a moment, and then church resumed like nothing had happened! HILARIOUS! (BTW, there isn't a sea dock within 120 miles of where we live)

[pelathais]

I'd say that the first story, and the others with guns were more than "heckling." I've been "heckled" by "good saints" in the church who were trying to press false doctrine on the people. The "crazies" are too numerous to recount.

Once I was just sitting in church when a very angry man that I had never seen before came up behind me, grabbed my shoulder and loudly stated, "If you're any kind of a man you'll meet me in the back..." Despite the pleas of a couple of people around me (who apparently knew the guy) I went "out back" and met with him. I politely introduced myself, since I was positive that we had never met. Long story short, he came back for the evening service and prayed through, though sadly he never stuck around. I have no idea why he singled me out.

[Thad]

until i was 19,our church was in the Ghetto (the hood lol)

we had the most wild and crazy stuff happen on a regular basis


and i loved every minute of it !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[Pastor G]

Originally Posted by freeatlast

I think I recall Br. Kilgore tell of a shooting in his church one time.

My son in law's GrandPa wrestled down a man with a gun who disrutped their church in Arkansas several years ago.

Kilgore had a streeker...

[meBNme]

Man, weve had a few over the years. Especially back when the church was first getting started.

My pastor was voted in 30yrs ago with a 100% vote. All five members wanted him LOL.

We once had a guy come in. His wife had been comming for a while, we was an abusive drunk. He came in stumbling drunk claiming he was going to beat her and the pastor. LOL Bro. Huntley just kept right on preaching, but it was all 100% right at the guy. Looking him in the face, just preaching away as if he was the only person in the building. Meanwhile the ushers "escorted" him out. We had an awesome service afterward!

Then way back in the early days, we had this wierd freakazoid woman come in the church She sat about middle way. Sometime during the service (I forget what was actually going on, as I was somewhere between 3 and 6) this woman started yelling obcenities and waving her arms and saying crazy stuff about curses and spells and damnation etc.
I remember everyone was kinda freaked. But the preacher, (cant remember if it was a guest min or my pastor, just started quoting scripture, and repuking her in Jesus name. That kinda woke folks up, and I remember hearing the name Jesus being said from all over the sanctuary.

The woman then got down on her belly, arms by her side, and literally slitherd down the center isle hissing like a snake all the way out the front door.

I can remeber going from terrified and thinking the devil was going to take over the church, to just having this overwhelming 'WOW!!!' feeling of being safe.
I remember that for years later, and probably even now, it left me with a feeling of security in the power of the name of Jesus, and feeling that as long as I was in the walls of the church with the people of God there, everything was ok.



I know that now, we have so many who are law enforcement, military, and so many of us have concealed cary permits, that it would be a very bad day indeed for anyone who tried to come into the church with a gun, or trying to physically assault anyone.

I honestly don't think it would ever go so far as one of us having to take protective or lethal action, because I feel that God would stop them before that.
But I also believe that just like in other areas, God expects us to do all we can do, and he will do what we cannot do. I can take steps to protect my family, and myself, so I will and do.

It's kinda like the old saying. I'd rather have it and not need it, than need it and not have it.

I can be prepared, have the tools, training, (and amunition LOL) and awareness to do all I can, and I will trust God to do what I can't, and pray he keeps us from ever needing to use those drastic measures.

[Hesetmefree238]

Originally Posted by freeatlast

I think I recall Br. Kilgore tell of a shooting in his church one time.

My son in law's GrandPa wrestled down a man with a gun who disrutped their church in Arkansas several years ago.

I remember hearing of the shooting in Brother Kilgore's church, years ago, but I don't remember any of the specifics. What's the story?

[TreyKerux]

Originally Posted by MrsBOOMM

We used to have a lady come to church every once in a while. She didn't make a peep during service but every time after she left any toilet paper we had in stock in the ladies bathroom disappeared. Poor dear, I guess she needed it more than we did.

close to a situation at our church, except our sister liked to shove it all in the toliet and sink, then blame it on one of the bus kids or even sometimes on the assistant pastor's son...... kinda got overlooked because she was "touched" or what ever the PC term is..... she was also the type that if her mom testified, she would have to testify immediately afterwards...... some of her testimonies were hoots though lol one i remember was how she supposedly was helping the pastor on out reach 10 years ago (had only been coming to our church for about a year, each time she would testify about this the number of years would change also, 10 yrs to 5yrs to 20yrs ago lol) and then got home and ended up having some sort of accident and cutting her finger (some times it was cut all the way off, others half off and then just a deep cut) and it ending up becoming life threatening and when the doctors took care of it (other times they couldnt take care of it and it was a miracle healing) they had to be rebuked for trying to take credit for the Work of God.....

-Trey

[BoredOutOfMyMind]

We had a furry heckler one night- a Bat!

The church had these huge 3 ft by 6 ft stained glass windows. Well you drop the top one half down and the lower one you raise, or you raise the lower one to get airflow in the summer. Somehow, Batman got in the church right before the service started.

We had one lady "running the aisles." instantly. She zoomed outside into her car and we did not see her again until Sunday! Well, Batman swooped around three or four times and settled in the peak of the ceiling right above the pulpit. so we started about 740 or so for the 730 service as Batman was here for a while. My Brother in law was leading songs and the first song was number 119. We all turn in our song books. "Watching and waiting, looooooking aaaaaaaaaaaabove....." About that time, we could have dismissed for we were all giggling. My Father in law flipped his songbook. My brother in law grabs his songbook and confessed later he was very close to hitting DAD! This brought more giggles.

We get though the Bible Study. You know how you remember services, not messages. No clue what was taught that night.

After service we began to find ways to evict the squatter. Nothing we had would throw would quite make to the pinnacle of the room, some 20-24 feet above us. I remembered in the Sunday School - PLAY DOH! Batman took one lump and tossed it back down, then on the second time, he decided to not play anymore. Back to swooping about the building. My Father in law got him with a broom in the back pew and all rejoiced as no lady would have set foot in the building Sunday had he been there again....