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Michael Rudy was sent by R.W. Davis to be Pastor and Director of the New Testament Christian Servicemen's Home and Church in Fayetteville, NC; which was supposed to be a Christian Church and a home away from home for young soldiers stationed at Ft. Bragg. Rudy used the Servicemen's Home and Church and the power of his position to sexually gratify himself. He would use scriptures like "unto the pure, all things are pure" to justify acts of homosexuality.
In the ntcc, a pastor or servicemen's director is considered to be a "man of God" and is to be obeyed in all things. This is enforced by them constantly admonishing members to "obey them that have the rule over you". Having this power over 18 year old GI's worked to the advantage of this sexual predator. The NTCC Servicemen's Home was nothing more than a sexual playground for Rudy; who perverted the sacrament of foot washing by changing it into foot massaging; which led to leg massages and later full body mutual erotic massages with climax. There were multiple frequent incidences of these homosexual massages; and they involved single and married GI's, black and white, all young and impressionable soldiers whose lives would be forever altered by this manipulative pedophile.
Although there were multiple victims of this sexual abuse, the very nature of it keeps people from coming forward. Who wants to have the stigma of being involved in this type of behavior? I have been forthcoming and honest about being involved in this; because it messed up my life at a young age; and my continued involvement in this cult damaged my career path in the U.S. Army and my own future relationships and my desire to have a family.
Michael Rudy was a very successful preacher by ntcc standards in that he was able to bring in lots of tithe payers. When Rudy arrived at Fort Bragg there were a few brothers living in the home to include myself and probably about 15 people in church services. In a short time he had 17 brothers living in the servicemen's home and 50 to 70 people attending services which were also in the home. He could preach ntcc style, hell, fire and brimstone as well as any preacher I've ever heard to include James Ross Ashmore. People in service would get worked up into a frenzy; and there would be no shortage of shouting and dancing and other antics like people doing somersaults around the altar. Rudy also led a bible study out of the book of Revelation, using dispensation charts and ntcc bible school plagiarized material to teach from. He ran the home just like a bible school with many rules; and people were praised if they kept all the rules; and they were blasted if they broke any of them.
I was deeply involved in this cultish movement. I was preaching just about every week and leading song services. I also kept the books and was the example that was placed on a pedestal for everyone to follow. Others also were held in high esteem; and this was done to make us feel like we were God's chosen and part of something great that very few would ever be able to obtain.
The church services seemed to be just like ntcc conference services; and we felt like we were in the very presence of God. Rudy would speak in tongues and prophesy about how God had chosen us in this last day to spread His word to the lost. Church services would end in people crying out to God; and prayer would continue for long periods of time after church was over. Altar calls would consist of people crying out in volume that could be heard down the street; and we all thought it was God; and that it was real.
The problem is that while this was happening, homosexuality was also happening. Tithe was hammered; and if you wanted to be a part of "God's last move on earth", then you had better give your ten percent. People would either "get in or get out" as they heard it preached "get right or get left". So many people were messed up during this fiasco in so many ways.
The sad thing about it all is that it could have been prevented by Rodger Wilson Davis, himself. Why would the founder of a so-called "holiness organization" send someone that was caught dressing in drag to be a spiritual leader of a bunch of young men in a Servicemen's Home? It doesn't make a whole lot of sense to allow someone who doesn't know if they are a man or a woman to be in charge of the living quarters of young impressionable men in their teens and early twenties. RWD would only do this because he knew that it would bring in thousands of dollars to his organization.
The ntcc is a twisted organization that has been involved in hundreds of unthinkable scandals that we know about. This sick organization is diseased from the very top; and so much of what happens in the ntcc goes by unknown and is swept under the carpet. We are barely scratching the surface of how corrupt RWD and the ntcc organization is. The ntcc has a history of allowing pedophiles, child molesters, child rapists, homosexual ministers, and hundreds of cases of ntcc endorsed adultery. Marital relations and families have been broken to pieces in the ntcc for years. And yet people still think they are part of "the last move of God on earth". You are in a corrupt cult, plain and simple.
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Lyrics for Rebel Rebel by David Bowie:
Doo doo doo-doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo-doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo-doo doo doo doo doo
You've got your mother in a whirl
She's not sure if you're a boy or a girl
Hey babe, your hair's alright
Hey babe, let's go out tonight
You like me, and I like it all
We like dancing and we look divine
You love bands when they're playing hard
You want more and you want it fast
They put you down, they say I'm wrong
You tacky thing, you put them on
Rebel rebel, you've torn your dress
Rebel rebel, your face is a mess
Rebel rebel, how could they know?
Hot tramp, I love you so!
Don't ya?
Doo doo doo-doo doo doo doo doo
You've got your mother in a whirl 'cause she's
Not sure if you're a boy or a girl
Hey babe, your hair's alright
Hey babe, let's stay out tonight
You like me, and I like it all
We like dancing and we look divine
You love bands when they're playing hard
You want more and you want it fast
They put you down, they say I'm wrong
You tacky thing, you put them on
Rebel rebel, you've torn your dress
Rebel rebel, your face is a mess
Rebel rebel, how could they know?
Hot tramp, I love you so!
Don't ya?
Oh?
Doo doo doo-doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo-doo doo doo doo doo
Rebel rebel, you've torn your dress
Rebel rebel, your face is a mess
Rebel rebel, how could they know?
Hot tramp, I love you so!
You've torn your dress, your face is a mess
You can't get enough, but enough ain't the test
You've got your transmission and your live wire
You got your cue line and a handful of 'ludes
You wanna be there when they count up the dudes
And I love your dress
You're a juvenile success
Because your face is a mess
So how could they know?
I said, how could they know?
So what you wanna know
Calamity's child, ch-chile, ch-chile
Where'd you wanna go?
What can I do for you? looks like you've been there too
'cause you've torn your dress
And your face is a mess
Oh, your face is a mess
Oh, oh, so how could they know?
Ha, ha, how could they know?
Ha, ha
