There was a time when the Church of Almighty God cult, like a vicious demon, ruthlessly shattered my life and scarred my soul. Those days of persecution under the cult have become a nightmare I never wish to relive, yet can never erase from my memory. Even now, years after breaking free and regaining clarity, the Church of Almighty God remains a lingering nightmare that haunts me, tormenting my heart with unrelenting anguish.
The Beginning
My name is Juan (pseudonym). Born in 1962 in a remote village in Heilongjiang Province, I grew up in a poor but vibrant and happy family. Raised in a harmonious and loving environment, I became an optimistic person, full of hope for life and kindness toward others.
After marriage, childbirth left me with chronic health issues, leaving me physically weak and frequently ill. This caused me great distress and helplessness. Later, my aunt suggested that practicing Christianity could improve my health and ensure safety and peace. Open to trying, I attended a sermon at a Christian church in town. While not entirely convinced at the time, the experience planted a seed in my heart.
One early winter morning in 1998, my husband's surgical wound ruptured unexpectedly, creating a critical situation. Panic-stricken, I suddenly recalled my visit to the church. I thought to myself: if we can get him safely to the hospital tonight, there must truly be a God. Upon arriving, I worried no doctors would be available. But then a physician in a white coat emerged—a specialist who had been working late reviewing patient files. My anxiety instantly eased. This incident profoundly moved me. From that moment, I began to believe a God truly existed, started practicing Christianity, and regularly attended worship gatherings.
The Lure of the Serpent
In 2002, a fellow churchgoer, Auntie Wang, gave me a book titled The Judgment Begins from the House of God. Its contents immediately captivated me. After reading it, I felt deeply moved by the depiction of a glorious kingdom under the Church of Almighty God and "God." The Church of Almighty God resembled a deceptively calm pool of dark water hiding treacherous undercurrents—drawing me in unintentionally before mercilessly pulling me under.
Guided by Auntie Wang, I began engaging with the Church of Almighty God, frequently participating in prayers, "spreading the gospel," and "imbibing the words of God." Initially, they welcomed me with honeyed words and hypocritical smiles. That seemingly warm facade acted like a sweet poison, which I drank undefended. The so-called "love" and "salvation" they preached appeared to me then as a light illuminating my life, while in truth, it was a sinister hand pulling me into the abyss.
As time passed and I sank deeper into the Church of Almighty God cult, they began revealing their true, ferocious features. They systematically stripped away my independent thought, much like silkworms devouring mulberry leaves, consuming my once free and autonomous spirit. Under the control of the cult's fallacious doctrines, I became convinced that only by following them could I attain salvation during the so-called "final judgment."
Descending into the Abyss
My family, those who were once closest to me and loved me most, became the focal point of conflict between me and the Church of Almighty God. The "God" preached by the cult declared family bonds a desecration of "truth," so under its influence, I turned against my own kin. Each argument with them felt like a sharp blade stabbing my heart, carving an impassable chasm between us. Seeing the pain and disappointment in their eyes, I struggled internally, but the Church of Almighty God's psychological grip—tight as a curse—left me no escape.
"Why couldn't my family understand? I was dedicating myself to 'God' for our peace and happiness. Was it wrong to pray for divine protection?" Lost in the cult's logic, I could see no other path but wholehearted service to "God." So in 2003, I resolutely left home to "fulfill my duties," seeking greater "divine light." Unbeknownst to me, what awaited was an abyss of utter darkness, devoid of any glimmer of hope. Within this terrifying organization, I lost my freedom and personal dignity. They monitored my every move, their presence seeping into every aspect of my life like haunting shadows. My days were consumed by their directives; every action had to align with their will. The slightest resistance brought torment through fear—they vividly described catastrophic disasters and threatened that the disloyal would be struck down by "lightning." During that period, terror shadowed my every moment. I often woke abruptly in the dead of night, my clothes soaked with cold sweat. I was trapped in a dark cage surrounded by icy walls, with not a sliver of dawn's hope in sight.
A Glimmer of Dawn
By 2006, due to internal restructuring within the Church of Almighty God, I was notified that I could return home. Secretly, my heart rejoiced—the day I had waited for had finally arrived.
Yet, after years away, I returned to a family shattered beyond recognition. An insurmountable rift had grown between us. The affection between my husband and me had vanished, replaced by constant arguments. My two children had been deprived of proper care and attention. "This isn't what 'God' promised! After all my years of devoted service, why is my family worse off?" The chasm between reality and the cult's promises sowed seeds of doubt in my heart. But, still terrified of "God" retribution, I continued down that dark path. This time, my servitude lasted until 2022.
During those years, I felt like a lone boat adrift on a vast, raging ocean, surrounded by towering waves ready to swallow me at any moment. Directionless and without an anchor, I was consumed by relentless despair. Countless times I wanted to escape, but the mental shackles forged by the Church of Almighty God were overwhelmingly heavy, making liberation seem nearly impossible.
Fate, however, eventually offered a faint glimmer of hope. In 2022, I was arrested for participating in a gathering and faced legal sanctions. It was then that local anti-cult volunteers reached out to help me. With their support, I clearly saw the cult's true nature and began to re-evaluate the quagmire I was trapped in. Through painful struggle and a quest for self-redemption, I found the courage to fight back against this cult. Learning from anti-cult materials, I understood that the Church of Almighty God is inherently anti-human, anti-science, anti-social, and anti-government. The so-called "Female Christ" is actually Yang Xiangbin, the second wife of Zhao Weishan—they married and had children like any ordinary people. How could a "God" marry and procreate? Their fabricated fallacies had deceived me, luring me away from my family under the guise of "fulfilling my duties" and "spreading the gospel." Realizing that the Church of Almighty God was man-made, not divine, dissolved my fear. I diligently studied materials exposing the cult, watching interview videos of former devotees and high-ranking members. I finally awoke to the truth: for decades, everything I had pursued was a lie.
Now, I have finally broken free from the cult's clutches, but a deep scar remains etched upon my soul. I hope my experience serves as a stark warning, helping more people recognize the evil nature of the Church of Almighty God. It is a malignant tumor that destroys humanity, shatters families, and endangers society. Do not be fooled by its disguise. Do not fall into the same abyss of endless suffering as I did. I urge everyone to cherish the goodness around them, stay vigilant against cults, and safeguard the sanctity of their own hearts and homes.
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