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OK---Here's a funny one. When I first got in The Word, my twig leader took me witnessing at a local "meat market" type bar. Before you know it, we were sitting at a table with two very attractive young ladies. The twig leader very skillfully steered the conversation into a dissertation on the "law" of believing. At some point in the conversation he declares that "believing is a verb and a verb connotes ACTION." Of course, in those days, everyone knew that ACTION was a euphemism for recreational sex. So now he's red-faced, hemming and hawing, back peddling and trying to save face in front of the newbie (me). I still chuckle at the remembrance of him squirming in his seat as he tried to shrug off the innuendo.

Ahhhhh! The memories of wacky Way days.---------- sigh Midway through my first year of Fellow Laborers, most of us were frazzled from lack of sleep and low protein diets. So, the FLO Coordinator calls a special meeting, chews our butts out for grumbling and proceeds to give us a teaching that "proves" the human body can run on no sleep at all with an appropriate amount of SIT and believing. Even threw in a scripture or two from Habakkuk or Nehemiah or Job or somewhere just to make it official. Guess who overslept for the following morning's 5:30 AM fellowship? Oh, there's more to it, but I'll leave it at that.

If it walks like a duck and quacks like a duck-----------

Strange as it might seem, I remember that very same thing being taught in The Way. It was in a live class called "Reflections" that the Fellow Laborers sat through. It all hinged on the "law of believing". In other words, if you went to the barber, you were supposed to "believe" God had sent you to the best choice. (Same deal for car repair, dentist, etc.) It was at the same time that the "ministry" was promoting the idea of doing all business with believers, if possible. Personally, I think it's a pretty naive approach. Being based on a bogus "law" doesn't do much to bolster my confidence either.

In the rural South, at the turn of the 20th century, there were preachers who would ride, on horseback, from one church-less town to the next. They were called Country Circuit Riding Preachers. (C.C. Riders) Over time, they developed a reputation for doing more than "preaching". Ma Rainey captured the essence of such activity when she penned the now well known tune, "C.C. Rider". -----Not much has changed.

You can say THAT again!

You stand in a muddy cornfield in Ohio EVEN THOUGH you would rather visit your relatives!

Deity---or Devil?

And now a word from .

My thoughts exactly! :blink:

We should have known we were screwed when VP said "You'll just have to trust me on this.". (CF&S)

Would you mind citing some sources?

Knowing what I now know about the inaccuracies that were taught in PFAL regarding that subject, I find this a bit disturbing.

For cryin' out loud! NO!! We're not there yet!

:o

Only if it's shill witnessing at the mall.

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Out of curiosity?------------ or to put into use?

I guess those big shots just didn't understand because they were so spurchal, their poop didn't stink!

You know things are screwed up when the limb leader tells you that you have jeopardized your entire spiritual future by ---ummm---err--- "spending Saturday morning" with your new bride instead of cleaning your FLO house. Oh, the shame of it all!

There's a whole lot of Heaven shinin' in this river of tears. If you'll pull back the curtain, those diamonds appear. You can have your streets of gold is you want 'em. And your mansions so dear. I'll take a whole lot of Heaven shinin' in this river of tears.

Very cool!