The previous edition of this book rescued me in a dark and dangerous part of my life; just how dangerous, perhaps I won't know with precision. I'm so tempted to draw parallels from my childhood; look right, look left, look right again - the highway code. And if you follow it, you'll never know what tragedy may have been. Hank is doing just that simple preventative care, and amazingly, without patronising us or shouting in the slightest.
The basic point - and he's dead right in this - is that despite a lot of history, dark ages, despots and cruel rulers, the community of God's people throughout the ages have remained as a faithful remnant, and the gospel has succeeded in surviving all kinds of insult; but this time the danger is different in kind, and dreadful in scope and character.
The people who are the terror now claim to be the principle holders of the faith, but as Hank describes them are absolute nightmares made flesh, predators of an extraordinary type.
This book really marked a tremendous watershed in my life, for when it was published it was not clear to me what had gone so very wrong with the church. And it all seemed to have gone wrong all at once, and almost everywhere. As in the film "Jesus Camp", the wonderful message of the gospel has been replaced with a strange, alien "other", and the genius of the book is it's systematic and careful exposition of WHAT this is and how it is quantified, even delineating it's origins.
Many of the movements and heresies that Hank describes have done one rather terrible thing - they have caused people to lose their faith. God, of course is still faithful and will pick us up if we permit him to.
Reading this book was something like being told that what you saw on stage was actually a rather shabby trick. Shabby; yes, that is a good word for it all. I think that I would be anything other than the people Hank describes; their only end is eternal shame.