J0nny Ling0

El Mex, que es la pallabra "abrazo" en Englais? Yo no se (say? sp?) Y, bonita pictura de la cerveza Raf! Corona! Mmmm JL

Hola El Mex! Como esta? Mi nombre es "Juanny" Lingo! Mi tiempo en El Camino fuy bueno tiempo con poco eccepcions. Porque, yo no tengo mala tiempos con el jefes. Yo fuy poco jefe, y no grande. Twig, branch, etc. Got involved in 1975, and I was kicked out in 1990. Pero mi mas bueno reasona por gusto(ing) El Camino Ministerio fuy la gente. Muchos bueno gente con muchos amor de Dios en (their) corrazons. Y, muchos tiempos buenos con mi amigos en el cuerpos. Chistoso tiempos! Y, yo apprendes la lengu Espanol en el Ministerio de El Camino. Uno tiempo, (I met) uno hombre Mexicano en Los Angeles cuando yo soy WOW Ambajadore', y, el no comprende Englais, y, yo no comprende' Espanol. So, yo (purchased) Santa Biblia en Espanol, y, yo y mi amigo nuevo (learned to communicate) con nosotros (with eachother) by using that Spanish Bible. Well, I quit LaMex. My Spanish is really lousy as you can tell, but, I try! If I were stranded in Mexico though, I could communicate. At least I could say; "Uno mas cerveza!" Anyway, that is that on that. And, Excathedra, I have a bone to pick with you! You said; "well there are a lot of nutcases here too, but that's life i'm including myself as #1" And I'm sayin that at this point, I think that I am the #1 nutcase here! Hey, just pullin your chain Sistah.. Love you. Your bratty little brother, "Juanny" Lingo

Oh, sorry if I was mis-leading. I think that it would seem detrimental in any scenario, hetero most definitely included. And, I am not judging anyone. I was only saying that it seems that by the design of our bodies, certain things would seem more detrimental than others. Sorry for not being clearer. And obviously, any form of child molestation is a hanging offense in my book. I have no problem being jundgemental on that subject.

Here is part of a poem I wrote when my wife and I found out that we had a fourth child on the way. For background though, I was working on this ship named the "Matanuska" whom we have nick named the "Mat". We had come into port for a couple of hours and she came down for a visit. Also, I borrowed a little bit from the poem "The Cremation Of Sam McGhee" for the "chorus" part. And so, here it is I'll have to name it sometime: Strange things've been done under the Midnight Sun, but this one happened at sea. It was on board the "Mat", that I found out that, our fourth kid was comin to be... I was workin' the Matanuska when my lovely wife came, to see me, to have breakfast, to chat. But boy was it surprisin' when from her purse she brought, a home pregnancy test kit, my dismayed mind screamed; "Not!" "Oh yes she said, remember that time, we did it up in the bow? How fun it was to be "sneakin around", 'cause we had to have it now? It coulda been then, it could been later, but one thing is for sure, I don' know what to do, so I'm comin to you, could it be, we're gonna have one more? And so up foward we went to the port womens head, for this test had better be tried. But I knew in my heart, right from the start, that the "rabbitt had already died". I waited outside, looking over the rail, as an eagle flew over my head. And when she emerged and stepped out on the deck, from the look on her face I could tell...that she was "pg", that there would not be "just three", and I thought to myself, "oh hell!" Nine months of her pregnant! And no sleepin at night! Then three years of diapers and such! "Could it be you're mistaken and read the thing wrong? Could the test be off "just a touch"? "Oh no" said she, "for this test just comfirms it, I've been late for three weeks and I've known". So I put my arm 'round her and we stared at the bay, and that eagle flew over once more. And then with a grin, as our thoughts settled in, I said this ain't so bad, in fact it's real cool! I wonder who it's going to be? If it's a girl she'll be "Mattie", named after my ship! And if a boy, we'll find us a name! We'll call him "Samson" or "Granite", or "Boulder Clay Nye", something with substance you see! Strange things've been done under the Midnight Sun, but this one happened at sea. It was on board the "Mat", that I found out that, our fourth kid was comin whoo-ee! Well, it turned out to be Luke McKenzie. He's nine now...

Coolness. And yeah, that is one of the things that was so enjoyable about watching him play, how much fun he seemed to be having. My wife also thinks he was "hot", which is also helpful when one is a rock star, although not a pre-requisite when one considers Mick Jagger...

I never took CG's class. I was back in Virginia back in 2001, and went to one of Earl B*rt*n's fellowships (we used to live near the Burtons just after he resigned or got fired, and attended his "post Way" fellowships), and he asked me excitedly if I was a WIGP class "presenter". I told him no, but didn't have the heart to tell him that I'd never taken the class..

And now with my hands on my hips while trying to stand a little taller than I actually am, and then wiping the back of my fingers across my lips with palm facing outwards, and then through pursed lips I'll say this to you Tom Tuttle; Yes, I have been called by my Hevenny Father to reprove rebuke and to exhort whenever possible! And as a matter of fact, I heard you were up at Cresta Butte last night, and you were drinking, weren't you Tom Tuttle?! Arl*ne! Would you please play something on the organ while I have a private talk with Mr Tuttle?

I ratted out a couple of guys whom I caught in the middle of a homosexual act back in 1980 at Emporia. This was way before the "homo purges". I was delivering the mail one day at in the Hallowed Halls of Uncle Harry High Rise one day when this happened. As I customarily did when delivering the mail, I knocked first on the dorm room door, waited, said; "hellooo!", and when no one answered, I opened the door to step in and put the mail on top of the dresser. But, imagine my surprise when I walked in on these two guys in the midst of the very act! I was pretty flabbergasted, for I would never even ever had expected to find that going on in the Corps :o . I just closed the door and walked out. And so, yeah, I guess I ratted them out by telling the Corps coordinator. I just didn't feel that there was a place for that in a Christian leadership training program. But, I would never squeal on anyone for something petty. Shoot, I was always sneaking off and fishing at Gunnison, or, going jogging with a buddy with money in my socks and then go to a movie. I walked in on an engaged couple in the attic of Kenyon Hall who were very intertwined at the moment, but I just grinned at them because they were in love and it was okay with me. I was up there so I could watch the sunset out of the east attic window that was high enough to see over that Kansas tree line.

Butt, then again, I guess I am slow, but what are you wanting to figure out Satori? I was taught as so many of us were, that verse that says; "In marriage, the bed is undefiled". And VP basically said that this means that when you are married, "anything goes" as long as both partners are comfortable with it. And that seemed to work for me. But you bring into the conversation the term "intelligent design", which, sodomy does not seem to keep with the intelligent design of that particular body part that is the subject of this thread. As I understand it, many male homsexuals who practice this act end up having to wear diapers when they are older because they have ruined themselves. And so, I would say that the mechanics of it is not natural, and, is detrimental to the "receiver's" (lambano) health. "Bottom" line? Not healthy...

I saw on MTV a whole string of Van Halen videos one after the other. I had always heard that Eddie Van Halen was a great guitarist, but, since I was involved in The Way throughout the eighties, I didn't pay much attention to them or any other secular bands for that matter. I listened mostly to JN, Branded, Takit and other ministry bands. But anyway, that Eddie Van Halen is/was awesome! And, he seemed so thrilled and happy and energetic while he played, always smiling it seemed. Man, now that is what I would call "having a really great time!" The only guy in the videos that I didn't seem to like very much was David Lee Roth. I know that they all split up, but I don't know why. But I do see that Van Halen himself was the driving force of that band Wow. Socks, what do you say about that guy? A great player, yes?

I wonder if any of those puppies was the father or mother of my old dog "Mr. Starbuck Von Der Weg"? Yup, I had one of those Von Der Wegs for fourteen years. He was in fact and awesome dawg. He died in Alaska, but not after running with the wolves and chasing off grizzly bears. Glad I'd gotten a hold of him so he didn't live his life in a small chain link dog run like the dawgs at HQ. This guy lived in our house, as well as got to hunt all of the time. A tenacious, and fearless dog to a fault, for, while here in AK, he killed nine porcupines! And so, you can imagine the mess of quills in his gums and throat and face and nose. That whole thing with the G Shorthairs at TWI HQ really was just a rich man's thing though. I think that the dude who helped to do the training got badly stung at the end of his involvement with The Way. Can't remember his name, but, he did write a good book on training bird dogs.. And, OMG! Excornholio? I think you are going to have to ask our Hevenny Father to forgive you for that one! :blink:

I thought this thread was supposed to be about the "nice " people that we knew in The Way, Radar. Now, I won't mention anybodies names anymore if that's a problem for you. And, maybe I should have pm'd ExCath instead of telling her openly about my feelings in this situation. Sorry if that was offensive to you. And, thanks ExCath. I love you too.... Oh, and concerning the Circuit Rider, all I can say is...Oh well... And so, I think it is time to say as that guy on Saturday Night Live used to say after the news........I am outa here!

Excathedra: Please, let me tell you that I am aware of some of the things you went through with TWI and the topmost of leadership. A friend of mine told me who you are and what you went through via "private messaging", and that was back when you and I had that flap where I got kicked out of here for a while. After my friend told me about you, I had a serious change of heart, and determined to apologize to you, and sent you an e-mail. You remember that I sent you an e-mail of apology? Well, I deserved to be kicked out of here, and, I was wrong and that is why I apologized. And so, well, I just want to tell you that, well, I am not really that bad of a guy. My involvement in TWI was mostly a really good time. I was challenged in areas where I was really deficient, and I accepted those challenges and became a better person. Especially in the corps. I had grown up a lazy upper middle class kind of a kid, and was glad to have someone kicking my a$$ and becoming more responsible. I looked at the Corps training as the something like the military which I hadn't ever taken a part of. And, I liked it. You know: "Push me. Try and break me". I'm gonna make my way through it". I think if there is anything I can thank The Way for, it is the presentation of, and teaching to me, this thing called the "work ethic". And, I would think that George Jess made the biggest impression on me on that subject. He was a nice old farmer. Talked way less than I do, that's for sure! You have called me "Lingo" before, in the midst of an argument, and so, this time around, I just just thought it was the same old same old...I won't call you "Thedra again", but I did say it earlier on some other thread you started. I was feeling, vengefull. Sorry. But I won't do it anymore. For some reason, I like to call you "ExCath", when we are on good terms, which if that is okay with you, I'll continue with from time to time, should we intermix in the future... But anyway, during my fifteen years in The Way (the best years of my youth- 18 through 33), during that time, like you, I met some really great people. I had a comaraderie(sp? somebody help me here!) with others like I had never experienced before in my entire life. I had a few amorous flings with a couple of girls, but honestly, never in an abusive way, and never as a "leader with an underling" type of a deal. I was just a young 22 year old kid in the Corps who thought he was helping to make the World a better place. I actually enjoyed alot of the times I had in Rez. And so, once again, I want to tell you that I love you, and that I hope that the hurt will heal, and I am sorry if I sound "too exuberant" at times. Yes, that must seem crazy to you, I am a moron at times. But, I just want to live life, be happy and move on, and, I guess I get carried away at times about good times I had, while rejecting the negs... You take care, and dagnabbit, I pray that I put this across in the correct and most humble-est of manners, for, I only wish for you, and everybody else here, wellness... Peace out, "Jonny" P.S. PM me if you want to talk more about who told me about you. She is a wonderful gal, and loves you, and made sure to let me know that you are a wonderful gal also........

Why, thank you Socks, that was quite thoughtful. Nice to hear your opinion on this..... JL

Umm, maybe some devils are really dumb? Lingo

Yup, I remember that that they told us that they'd be filming also, and so I made sure to have my running shorts and tennis shoes on. I thought to myself, well, this is pretty vain, but, I gonna do it anyway! I figured that if they weren't going to put my picture in The Way Mag, id' get in the film. I was beginning to lose my purity of heart by then it seemed (and I was only twenty), wanting recognition other than God's recognition of me as one of His kids. That ought to be recognition enough, ya know? Actually, I was also photographed in the "It Lives" photo essay that they did of pfal 77. I was up in a tree, and the caption says; spmething like "a different version of The Way tree" or something like that. Oh, and to keep this on topic. I really enjoyed the humor of Randy Anderson! That guy was too funny! I remember him making me laugh till the tears rolled down my cheeks. I'd sure love to get a copy of that "Circuit Rider" tape he once did. Anybody remember that one? Did I get the name of it right? I didn't really know Randy, or what he was like as a leader. Was he one of "the good ones?" He damn sure was funny...

BTW Lifted Up, I was also in the, or a jogging scene. I wonder if we were jogging together. I was wearing a yellow shirt, and my friends back in Oregon laughed at me because I had black socks on...

Those were two really fine folks to be sure! I always got a kick out of that Changed film where their brand new baby was shown at one of the banquets at PFAL 77... Someone here posted a link to Dr. Lonnel Johnson's website only recently. It mighta been Thedra who posted it...

And then there was Sunesis.... What a fine gal!

I LOVE EVERY ONE OF YOU!

Yeah, you girls can go go and figure.... All I ever did was want to LOVE in the purist of ways. You just ask Ala prochaine, and Chatty Kathy and Sunesis. They know my heart. All I did here was to mention some wonderful people here who were actually kind hearted and wonderful, and try to keep this thread on that same track. And so, if you want to try and drag me into the muck, then go ahead, for, I know that God is my witness, and that He knows that I love people and do not USE them..... Sleep well friends, for, I know that I will...

I'm really not a good guy Ala P...for, I am really baaaaadd. Good thing you never met me before I was in The Way, because, if you had, no doubt, I would have taken one good look at you and your incredible beauty and would have tried to devise a way to get to know you more intimately...But alas, it never happened....sigh....

dear (((((((act2))))))), your intentions were really great, but i can't get into this thread for some reason, i'm sorry Then don't get into "Thedra". The topic is plain and simple. It's about the "Good Ones That You knew" .You want to turn this into a negative thread, but this is not the topic. And I acknlwledged Brambles plight with the moron that misguided them, but I also went back to the topic. You want to be negative, go ahead, I'll be positive... Signed "Lingo"

Another time it seemed completely evident that God answered my prayer as a WOW was when this happened: I had gone to my fairly new job at a Firestone Tire center in Inglewood, CA, where I did break jobs, changed tires, and etc, only to find a small Vietnamese man wearing my shirt with my name monogrammed over his left shirt pocket. I looked at him in a bewildered manner and said; "Why hello there Jonny". He looked at me in excitement and said; "Me no Jonny! Me no Jonny! Jonny no work here anymore!" And so I turned and went in to talk to Will, the branch manager and asked; "Hey Will, what's with "Jonny" out there in the shop?" And I was informed that this guy was a refugee from Vietnam, and the big bosses had informed Will to lay off the newest employee and hire the Vietnamese guy. Will told me that it was a raw deal and that he was sorry that it happened, but that it was the way it was. He also told me that Mr. Nguyen was making $4.50 an hour compared to the $3.25 an hour I was making and that the Government paid half of his wage and Firestone paid the other half. It was a bummer, because it was a neat job, and I was enjoying learning the mechanics back in the shop. And so I figured he probably needed the job more than me, and that he must have had a hard time of it over in Vietnam, with the war and such, and that surely God could get me another job. And so, early the next morning, during our family meeting, we all did our usual prayers, and I of course prayed for a new job. After that, some coffee and breakfast, I walked out the door literally quoting as I walked, out loud: Phillippians 4:19: "But my God shall supply all your need according to His riches in glory by Christ Jesus...." And as I was walking I quoted that verse continuously over and over, only stopping when I stopped at some store or shop and spoke to someone about employment. When they said no but offered me to fill out an application, I just said no and moved on, quoting out loud Phillipians 4:19, knowing that I was not coming back without a job. Finally after a couple of hours, I stopped at this gas station on the corner of Century and Prairie Blvds, and talked to this guy named "Mr. Franz", and Austrian American. He was thrilled that I wanted to work and wanted me to come in the very next morning. He had me take a math test to see if I could crunch the numbers for the shift change when all of the gallonage was counted up, and after passing it he smiled and said; "You're hired". It was $3.50 an hour which was pretty good for me at eighteen years old in 1976 (man times have changed), and Mr Franz went on to say that I would work Monday through Friday from six a.m. till two p.m. At that point I realiaed that this was a full forty hour week, ten hours beyond the thirty hour a week limit for WOWs. I was really bummed at first, but I decided that if this job was from God, then I would just tell him that I couldn't work full time. And so, I told this guy; "Mr. Franz, I am sorry to have troubled you, for some reason I thought this was going to be a part time job. I guess I was confused by your companies name "Part Time Employment Inc". And I went on to tell him about the WOW program, and that I was only allowed to work 30 hours a week. But he just smiled and said; "No problem. Would you work from six a.m. til twelve noon?" and I told him that this would be perfect. And as I was going out the door, he said; "And um, Jonny, this gas station has been robbed three times by armed robbers in the last five months. No one was shot, but, just so you know that it is a pretty dangerous part of town... Oh great I thought. But then I said; "Well sir, rest assured, it won't be robbed while I am working here, on my shift or any other because God will protect the business. I prayed for this job and God got it for me, and certainly He will keep it from being robbed". And so, I was shot an killed later that week and all of my shift money was stolen...He was doing that to me on But it was quite an adventure there on the north western edge of South Central LA. The prostitutes were always parking their cars on my lot, and they always would come up to me to talk, but then their pimps would get mad at them and for trying to turn a trick with me when it became known that I wasn't buying, and it was really quite something. I eventually became very friendly with this one pimp dude who wore an outrageous "Super Fly" outfit complete with fur coat, lots of "bling bling" (although they didn't call it that back then), a walking cane with a silver knob at the top, and this funky round "Zorro" type hat with all of these little fuzzy black "dingle balls" placed about an inch apart around the brim that shook and danced as he walked and talked. He was funny because he wore only half of a mustache. Yeah that's right, one side was shaved completely clean, and the other side had a big old mustache. It was confusing at first, when he'd turn his head one way, there'd be no mustache, but then when he'd turn his head the other way I'd see this mustache. He was turning his head that way on purpose to pull my chain. Finally when he looked at me straight on with grin, I saw it. I asked him what the deal with the "half a mustache" was and he said that he did it because he wanted to be "different". Too funny! He also had a gold capped front tooth with a small diamond imbedded in it. Man, that guy was a character! And, I worked there till it was time to go to thr Rock, and we were never robbed..

Another really great guy was Bob Ledman... This isn't my thread. I believe if you will look at the first post, you will see that it was started by Act 2, a pretty lady with a bonnet on. Have a great day Bramble! And by the way Act 2, I really like Gary Smoke also!