Revealed: Inside the secret deadly cult church services of Appalachia's serpent handlers who lift rattlesnakes above their heads and drink poison all in the name of God
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Churches, False Brethren, False Gospels
Revealed: Inside the secret deadly cult church services of
Appalachia's serpent handlers who lift rattlesnakes above
their heads and drink poison all in the name of God
By Julia Duin, Special to CNN
(CNN) – Mack Wolford, one of the most famous Pentecostal serpent
handlers in Appalachia, was laid to rest Saturday at a low-key
service at his West Virginia church a week after succumbing to a
snake bite that made headlines across the nation.
Several dozen family, friends and members of Wolford's House of
the Lord Jesus church in tiny Matoaka filled the simple hall for
the service, which lasted slightly more than an hour. At the
request of pastor's widow, Fran Wolford, media were forbidden
inside the building.
Wolford's own dad was a serpent handler who died from a snake bite
in 1983.
Mack Wolford, who was 44, was bitten by his yellow timber
rattlesnake at an evangelistic event in a state park about 80
miles west of Bluefield, in West Virginia’s isolated southern tip.
He enjoyed handling snakes during worship services, but it’s a
tradition that has killed about 100 practitioners since it started
in the east Tennessee hills in 1909.
In recent years, Wolford feared the tradition was in danger of
dying for lack of interest among people in their 20s and 30s. It’s
why he drove to small, out-of-the-way churches around Appalachia
to encourage those who handle snakes to keep the tradition alive.
“I promised the Lord I’d do everything in my power to keep the
faith going,” Wolford said last fall in an interview I conducted
with him for the Washington Post Sunday magazine. “I spend a lot
of time going a lot of places that handle serpents to keep them
motivated. I’m trying to get anybody I can get.”
He hadn’t much hope for churches in West Virginia, where serpent
handling is legal. Some surrounding states, including Tennessee
and North Carolina, have outlawed it. He had his eyes on a Baptist
church near Marion, North Carolina, where, he said, “there’s been
crowds coming” and its leaders wanted to introduce serpent
handling, the law be damned.
“I’m getting the faith started in other states, where I am seeing
a positive turnout,” he said. “Remember, back in the Bible, it was
the miracles that drew people to Christ.”
Wolford wanted to travel to the radical edges of Christianity,
where life and death gazed at him every time he walked into a
church and picked up a snake. That’s what drew the crowds and the
media; that’s what gives a preacher from the middle of nowhere the
platform to offer the gospel to people who would never otherwise
listen.
“Mack was one of the hopes for a revival of the tradition,” said
Ralph Hood, a University of Tennessee professor who’s written two
books on snake handlers and is probably the foremost academic
expert on their culture. “However, I am sure others will emerge,
as well.”
Indeed, others are emerging, including a growing group of
20-somethings clustered around churches in La Follette, Tennessee,
and Middlesboro, Kentucky. Their individual Facebook pages show
photos of poisonous snakes and “serpent handling” appears on their
“activities and interests” lists.
Pentecostal serpent handlers - they use "serpent" over "snake" out
of deference to the Bible - are known for collecting dozens of
snakes expressly for church services.
At church, they’re also known to ingest a mixture of strychnine -
a highly toxic powder often used as a pesticide - and water, often
from a Mason jar. These same believers will bring Coke bottles
with oil-soaked wicks to the church so they can hold flames to
their skin.
Key to understanding this culture are a pair of verses from the
Gospel of Mark in the New Testament: “And these signs will follow
those who believe: in My name they will cast out demons; they will
speak with new tongues; they will take up serpents; and if they
drink anything deadly, it will by no means hurt them; they will
lay their hands on the sick, and they will recover.”
Mainstream Christians - Pentecostals included - do not believe
Mark 16:17-18 means that Christians should seek out poisonous
snakes or ingest poisonous substances.
But experts say that several thousand people – exact numbers are
hard to come by – in six Appalachian states read the verse
differently. Known as “signs following” Pentecostals, they see a
world at war with evil powers and believe it’s a Christian’s duty
to take on the devil by engaging in the “signs.”
Thus, a typical service in one of their churches will also include
prayers for healing and speaking in tongues.
But it’s the seeming ability to handle poisonous snakes without
dying from their bites that makes these Pentecostals believe that
God gives supernatural abilities to those willing to lay their
lives on the line. If they are bitten, they refuse to seek
antivenin medication, believing it’s up to God to heal them.
At the Church of the Lord Jesus in Jolo, West Virginia - one of
the country’s most famous “signs following” churches - a group of
worship leaders passed around a rattlesnake at a service last year
on Labor Day weekend. The snake twisted as it was passed from man
to man.
The women clapped, and one tried handling the serpent but quickly
gave it back to a man. The pastor, Harvey Payne - who has never
been bitten by a serpent - posed for the cameras, the reptile
twisting and curling.
“My life is on the line,” he exulted. “All Holy Ghost power!”
If a believer is bitten by a snake and dies, these Pentecostals
reason, it is simply their time to go.
“It devastated me,” one Tennessee serpent handler confided to me
about Wolford’s death last week. “It just shook my very
foundation. But (handling snakes) is still the Word of God.”
Vicie Haywood, Wolford’s mother - whose husband died 29 years ago
from a rattlesnake bite during a worship service - is heartbroken.
But she has no doubts about the righteousness of serpent handling.
“It’s still the Word, and I want to go on doing what the Word
says,” she told the Washington Post on Wednesday.
Last fall I asked Wolford if handling serpents wasn’t tempting
God, a common question from mainstream Christians.
“Tempting God is disbelief in God, not belief in Him,” he said,
citing an incident in the Old Testament in which Moses slapped his
staff against a rock to provide water in the desert rather than
speak to the rock as God had commanded.
By using his own resources – a stick – rather than counting on God
to act when Moses simply spoke to the rock, the patriarch was
condemned for lack of belief and forbidden to enter the Promised
Land.
He added that he regularly drinks strychnine during worship
services, to show God has power over poison.
“In my life I’ve probably drunk two gallons of it,” Wolford said.
“Once you drink it, there is no turning back. All your muscles
contract at once. Your body starts stiffening out. Your lungs;
it’s like you can’t breathe.”
He’d gotten sick from strychnine a handful of times. “I was up all
night struggling to breathe and move my muscles and repeating
Bible verses that say you can ‘drink any deadly thing and it won’t
hurt you,’ ” Wolford told me, recounting one episode. He said a
voice in his head taunted him as he struggled to recover.
“The devil said, ‘You’re going to die, you’re going to die,’ ” he
said. “You can’t go to the hospital. There is not a lot they can
do. But (seeking medical help) means you’re already starting to
lose faith.”
After he was bitten last Sunday, Wolford may have thought his
faith would bring him through that trauma, as it had so many times
before. He had four spots on his right hand from where copperheads
had bitten him.
When he finally gave his family permission to call paramedics,
about eight hours after being bitten, he must have known his
battle was near over. By the time he arrived at the local hospital
in Bluefield, he was dead.