THE BRANG CHHANG STORY
My falling out of Grace was a gradual process that spanned the first sixty years of my life. However, if I had to choose the one straw that broke the camel’s back, it would have to be the death of Chhang… or perhaps I should say the reaction I got from my Pastor when I wrote about it.
Chhang’s death was different from any of the other hundreds of deaths I have witnessed in my lifetime because in his final breath he called out my name loud and clear. In my writing, I likened it to him calling out to Jesus in the only name by which he knew him and my Pastor became furious. He shot back an e-mail to me saying, that Chhang had gone to Hell with his parents, who also died of AIDS related causes, because I had failed to teach him how to call on the name of Jesus, and that if he had only said the name Jesus, instead of my name, he would be safe in Heaven, instead of burning in Hell. I was devastated at first… but as I pondered what my Pastor had to say, I realized how full of shit he was.
This was one of my first attempts at using video to get a message out and so the quality is not great… but I have decided to resurrect the original video instead of changing it, partly because of a friends request to see it, but also in the hopes that it will cause others to re-evaluate their conception of God.