excathedra

ohgod don't remind me of that thread abi, maybe pawtucket can help you, he recently said some of the old stuff would show up here

Dear God, So far today, I've done all right. I haven't gossiped. I haven't lost my temper. I haven't been greedy, grumpy, nasty, selfish, or overindulgent. I am very thankful for that. But, in a few minutes, God, I'm going to get out of bed; and from then on, I'm probably going to need a lot more help. Amen

gee tiny tim

i would never have stayed in my seat. but if someone with the ticket for my "new" seat came and yelled at me i would move (i also take photos until i get yelled at) (i use men's rooms when women's lines are too long but i have someone stand guard outside and apologize when i come out) i would go thru that light if no cop was around i would never cut in line at certain places (like rush hour bus) because i value my life i didn't vote wasn't sure which one was me

former wc heads at gunnison

ps. you could always ask CFF's web site to edit that teaching if you don't feel that way

jon, thank you for your post you left out wierwille i disagree about separating his walk from his doctrine but we are allowed to disagree what i?m saying is i think it is more than just his ?personal life? and what he practiced - you know - more along the lines that he was a false teacher who made merchandise of us, corrupted the word of God, handled it deceitfully and stuff like that i do not have any ill feelings toward you or CFF people (except i think rev. nick splinter is a big jerk) but i do think you guys might be building a cult on a cult. but time whatever will tell, maybe we'll never be sure until we no longer see thru a dark glass, God surely knows and i thank you for your kindness and good wishes, i mean it [This message was edited by excathedra on August 08, 2002 at 10:07.]

dear zixar, i'm right here, you can talk to me ** "...and not base your judgement on one really bad example." the only example i am basing my judgment on is wierwille ** this is what started it (i think) i only shrugged when you first said it because i didn't know how to handle your saying why let him stress me out from the grave or something like that (i have heard that before and don't think it's fair) to tell you the truth, i was thankful for ginger's post and then you were so mean to her again you said something about him being dead and displacing blame for abuse or something i quoted these again after you said them because you said you didn't mean and i asked you what you meant. what did you mean ? ** okay, you were referring to the splinter guy and dot, but still even that, CFF JUST ORDAINED HIM, are you saying they don't stand behind this guy who says you couldn't wipe your behind without PFAL. come on, when you ordain someone into your ministry, i would think you back them up or agree with them ** i want to defend ginger, not only because she defended my abuse stuff, but also because she questions things and isn't afraid to question and she makes sense to me about life and individuality and being your SELF ** i would not want to join another offshoot, but not just because wierwille destroyed my "SELF" for a long time, it's because if the group seems to hold him in high esteem, i think they have a cult problem ** ps. did you just call me "stupid" before because of guilt by association

A new monk arrives at the monastery. He is assigned to help the other monks in copying the old texts by hand. He notices, however, that they are copying copies, not the original books. So, the new monk goes to the head monk to ask him about this. He points out that if there were an error in the first copy, that error would be continued in all of the other copies. The head monk says, "We have been copying from the copies for centuries, but you make a good point, my son." So the head monk goes down into the cellar with one of the copies to check it against the original. Hours later, nobody has seen him. So, one of the monks goes downstairs to look for him. He hears sobbing coming from the back of the cellar, and finds the old monk leaning over one of the original books crying. He asks, "What's wrong?" "The word is CELEBRATE," says the old monk.

you could not tolerate ginger's scatterbrained derailings with your due sense of exhaustion and dread and your buffer was full before she ever said anything about tombstone. ** to others, i'm sure there are great people in CFF (like you here) and you had a great time at your family reunion. shroyer sounds like a very nice guy too. and as i said on one of the other threads (about father wierwille) i like jon from knowing him as research geek. but i hold the opinion that twi was a cult before martindale took the mantle. and i don't think it's wrong to discuss the fact that CFF seems to be a good old days of the way ministry. is it a secret? there should be nothing to hide if they believe they are right.

the outlaw WELL ?????

http://www.csj.org/pubs_co/guestcolumn/coguest135.htm

choo choo (look at my number of posts)

what's THE buzz tell me what's happenin'

wow thank you sudo ???? i have web space ???? i have a cable modem thru the cable company, i can't think of their name right now. is that who gives me the home page ? at work i have DSL thru the telephone company i guess okay, i'm going to have to do a little work on this

"I usually tolerate your scatterbrained derailings with a due sense of exhaustion and dread, but my buffer is finally full" HOW COULD YOU SAY THAT ?

what's that got to do with anything ? i won't even bother with the rest of that post

zixar: aren?t you brilliant ? you looked up a quote. what does this mean : and speaking the truth about wierwille is not displacing the blame. that was really really mean. that was a personal attack. but we do know how ?CFF? feels about wierwille. the references to the wonderful father in the word and his wonderful foundational class are published on THEIR web site i?m so thankful for Ginger?s beautiful noise zixar, maybe you would do better to stick to noise like looking up web sites about deadly asteroids

[shrug]

a most happy birthday kryssie thank you for being so nice to me when i was down i hope you have such happiness and feel like a "kid" in your heart today and always

thanks sudo, i will probably take another shot at your thread will you teach me how to post a song too

"...and not base your judgement on one really bad example." the only example i am basing my judgment on is wierwille

An Irish Toast for a Bachelor May you have nicer legs than yours under the table before the new spuds are up. happy birthday raffie !!!

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Josh Groban Music: Richard Marx Lyrics: Linda Thompson Who can say for certain Maybe you're still here I feel you all around me Your memories so clear Deep in the stillness I can hear you speak You're still an inspiration Can it be That you are mine Forever love And you are watching over me from up above Fly me up to where you are Beyond the distant star I wish upon tonight To see you smile If only for awhile to know you're there A breath away's not far To where you are Are you gently sleeping Here inside my dream And isn't faith believing All power can't be seen As my heart holds you Just one beat away I cherish all you gave me everyday 'Cause you are mine Forever love Watching me from up above And I believe That angels breathe And that love will live on and never leave Fly me up To where you are Beyond the distant star I wish upon tonight To see you smile If only for awhile To know you're there A breath away's not far To where you are I know you're there A breath away's not far To where you are