At this point, the sermon’s climax, Schaap would heave up a high-powered crossbow and fire an arrow into a red painted on a fake rock a few feet from his pulpit.The effect was powerful, and it inevitably produced the desired result: swarms of male teenagers trance-walking their way to Schaap (pronounced “Skop”), ready to commit their lives to becoming pastors. Then, his voice dropping to a guttural whisper, he said, “Oh, oh, God.
And, equally important, to attend the church-owned Hyles-Anderson College a couple of miles away, one of First Baptist’s biggest coffer fillers. Thanks for what you’re making me.” Schaap continued to rub the stick—up and down, up and down—and converse with God, sometimes angrily, sometimes ecstatically, for more than a minute.
But in July 2010, an hour into the “Polished Shaft” sermon—in a church packed with thousands of teenagers there for a youth conference—Schaap went further. What he was doing was unmistakable: simulating masturbation, in front of thousands of children, in the middle of a church service.
This Wednesday, we will hear the sentencing of disgraced pastor Jack Schaap, who has pleaded guilty to having sex with an underage girl who attended his church.
This is the next chapter in the story of the First Baptist Church in Hammond, Indiana, an organization magazine has been following since a feature in the January 2013 issue.
ust when I think the Independent Fundamentalist Baptist (IFB) church movement can go no lower into the muck they surprise me.
Delaine Rae, a recent guest post writer, a former IFB preacher’s kid, sent me a link to a Jack Schaap FAN page.
No person has perfect knowledge or perfect memory about events that occurred years in the past, and it is always possible to quibble about some detail of someone’s story, as any court trial would demonstrate.
I have listened to over 1,000 sermons on tape which he preached in his own pulpit in the 70s and early 80s. I sent students there and hired graduates from HAC. Were there problems, particularly in the latter years? Instead of hearing from Hyles’ deacons, let’s consider the testimonies of three women who knew Hyles far better and more intimately than the aforementioned Hyles defender knew him, better, in fact, than any pastor who is defending him today.
Nine of the offenders, from top left: (first row) A. Ballenger, Christopher Settlemoir, Chester Mulligan; (second row) William Beith, Jack Schaap, Tedd Butler; (third row) Joseph Combs, Craig Sisson, Russell Overla he sermon was called “The Polished Shaft,” and in the many times that Jack Schaap, pastor of the First Baptist Church of Hammond, had delivered it, it was the kind of showstopper that made him a rock star to his flock.
(Or would have, had Schaap not habitually railed against the evils of rock music.) As with most of his sermons at the northwest Indiana megachurch—the 14th largest in the country and the biggest Independent Baptist house of worship in the nation—the message struck as bluntly as a pounded nail: Submit to God’s plan for your life or be snapped like a twig and flung away (as Schaap would demonstrate by cracking a stick over his head, tossing it aside, and barking, “Next! When you do submit, be prepared to endure excruciating pain.
Certainly it is no substitute for being with you – nothing is – in fact, being with you is unlike anything I have ever experienced. Your life began to deteriorate w/ actions activities that were self-destructive that would have brought great tragedy eventually.