Pastor Brian Houston. Deluded narcissist.
I was at Hillsong Darlinghurst from 1981, before Pastor Brian Houston was a pastor.
In those days Hillsong was called Christian Life Centre Darlinghurst.
Hillsong was founded by Pastor Brian Houston’s father, Pastor Frank Houston, the most corrupt Pentecostal pastor since the day of Pentecost 2000 years ago. A deceiver of mankind, a homosexual, a life-long pedophile and a sado-masochist of note.
Pastor Frank Houston. Wolf in sheep’s clothing. Life-long pedophile. Deceiver of mankind. A Devil incarnate.
In 1982 Pastor Brian Houston became a pastor and started preaching occasionally at Christian Life Centre Darlinghurst. It was by far the worst preaching I have ever heard. I used to walk outside in the foyer and have a yarn with whoever was hanging out there rather than listen to Brian preaching. He hasn’t improved much.
Brian preaching circa 1983. A non-stop rabble of sounds. The Queens English was murdered every time.
I think Frank couldn’t stand Brian’s preaching either. Frank hogged most of the preaching but Ian Carlisle preached occasionally. Ian was a pretty entertaining speaker. Sean Stanton was a favourite son of Frank and he got to preach a bit.
Brian used to get mixed up and mispronounce words. Then he’d make out he was making up a word. I’ve never heard such stupidity. He still does this today.
Brian could only have succeeded in Sydney’s west where, with due respect, its generally fairly working class and the folks out there aren’t much smarter than Brian. Sorry Westies. I know there’s people at Hillsong who are well qualified but you can’t be that smart if you let Brian lead you.
I can honestly say that I’ve listened to two full sermons of Brian Houston. The first was Brian’s first sermon at Christian Life Centre Darlinghurst in 1983. Brian hit the platform running and delivered a cacophony of ill-worked thoughts and scriptures at high speed like the splutter of jet engines on the runway at Sydney Airport with the wrong fuel in it. All smoke, noise, misfires and splutters threatening to engulf all in sight and suck errant seagulls to oblivion.
The Life of The Great Brian Houston
Brian. More dignified today.
The second sermon of Brian’s I’ve listened to was on Sunday 26 October 2014 on Hillsong’s website. It was just after Brian was hauled in to give evidence at the Royal Commission and answer searching questions from Simeon Beckett, the Royal Commission barrister, such as why Brian sheltered and didn’t report his old pedophile dad to the NSW police for five years from 1998/ 99 to his death in 2004.
Brian at the Royal Commission.
Pastor Brian Houston. Deluded narcissist.
Brian Houston’s close friend NSW Police Commissioner Andrew Scipione
These were hard times for Brian and by the time he got to the pulpit, despite the bravado, he was probably quite shattered inside. In fact Brian told the Royal Commission, and since it was live and heavily reported, the world, that he suffers from PTSD from the fallout from his dad’s pedophilia and that he’s on medication and is seeing a shrink.
Brian has a lot of support from his team. Particularly his devoted wife Bobby and his little doggy helper Joel A’Bell.
Brian and Bobby: “We stand united. Dear God, thank you for blessing us so much. We’ve accumulated all the treasures of Egypt”.
Pastor Brian Houston’s support team at the Royal Commission. Doggy helper Joel A’Bell on the right. Woof Woof.
When I write ‘doggy helper’ I mean sycophant of a sickening variety.
Joel A’Bell is always crooning and loving up to Brian, even publicly.
During the meeting at Hillsong on Sunday 26 October 2014, Puupy-Dog Joel introduced Senior Pastor Brian to speak with the words, “We’ve only had the entree so far. We are in for a very special treat as our Senior Pastor brings the word”.
Some dogs are pretty smart. They even wear spectacles.
Some dogs can do special tricks.
Leap over a high jump or through a hoop little doggie and you’ll please the Master.
Brian has surrounded himself with a lot of happy canines.
Joel A’Bell. Brian’s little puppy dog. Woof Woof
Sorry folks. Got to go now. I’ve just given you the entree. In my next blog article I’m going to have Roast Brian for dinner by examining the sermon I listened to on the Hillsong website on 26 October last year.
The writer Donald Elley of Bellingen. No puppy-dog. Looking forward to tasting the treat of a Roast Brian Self-Love sermon.