outandabout

Yeah, they were always in March. You knew because you were Corps you'd have to go through it every March for the rest of your life. You sat before your branch or limb leader and had to rate yourself on a form that you were given before hand in about five different areas. At the evaluation, your leader discussed the ratings and gave you their ratings on you in those areas. If there was anything they needed to tell you at the time they would give you the needed exhortations so that you could just be better and better as a good little Corps person. I hated those things. I dreaded them.

Just Thinking, yes it was Corps Evaluations. One of the best parts of getting out of TWI was when the next March came around, and yippeee didn't have to go. Although I did get a letter after I'd left, telling me to report to the newest branch coordinator who I'd never heard of. That's like being told to get your job review when you quit a year before.

If you have to see your local "leader" every March for your, yuck, Evaluation, you might be in a cult.

Of course I was never in the Way Magazine. Nor was I in any Way Productions of note, High Country Caravan or anything else. I went out running with some people they were shooting for "Changed" and I got into a brief edge of few frames. wow Oh yeah, and I was one of the faceless mob in those Corps pictures. If I spend about ten minutes looking at it, I can find myself.

I had been miserable for years but didn't realize that God didn't mind if I left. When I knew it was ok to go, I was gone.

If you sign up to go to a field in Ohio, sleep in a tent, then get assigned to go with 3 other people you never met before to live for a year in a place you never chose, you might be in a cult.

What was that about no triangles in your house? Wow, that's a new one I hadn't heard before. Did TWI think there was something evil about triangles?

ckeer, I hope you finally came to realize that the "ministry" was out to lunch, not you and your wife. How cruel they were, how shallow. Crossing over to WHAT? What was that all about?

If every time the phone rings you jump out of your skin because it's probably the branch leader asking you to bless the branch with cookies, posters, money towards some meeting room, an item to bless a visiting dignitary from another part of the cult, a last-minute meeting to attend....you might be in a cult. If you attend meetings to plan other meetings...you might be in a cult. If you and other cult members get together to throw a surprise birthday party for you local cult leader and after the party the cult leader's cult wife punishes the cult branch because the party wasn't respectful enough, you might be in a cult. So the cult leader and his wife take away your precious Sunday meetings to "show you." You might be in a cult if you are told to leave because you aren't jumping through hoops fast enough but you stay anyway. You might be in a cult if the local cult leader thinks it's this great idea to set up a booth at the county fair and you have to stand there for hours pushing your cult. You might be in a cult if you hate the cult but feel like you have to get other people into the cult that you hate being in but it must be God's Will. You might be in a cult if you envy other people who aren't in the cult and then feel guilty about it. You might be in a cult if you've lost touch with all your real feelings, thoughts and opinions and you try to be the perfect cult member so the cult leaders won't yell at you or disgrace you before other cult members. You might be in a cult if the best thing for you is to leave or get kicked out but it's your greatest fear. Then one day the door opens wide before you and the light of understanding shines in and you realize that you are only a prisoner of the cult because you've let them make you one and the chains are in your mind. You finally see it's them, not you and you leave. Then you know you WERE in a cult.

You might be in a cult if: The Advanced Class gets held in your town at a local college campus and they want your and everybody else's furniture to make dorm rooms for the "LEADERSHIP" look like the Ritz but the students are staying in....uh dorm rooms. And you are assigned to set up the prayer room and your husband and his friend haul your sofa and a lot of stuff from your apartment over to the campus and you set it up, and then your area leader tells you that the limb leader wants your sofa out and another sofa in that was already on the campus that you could have used in the first place. Yeah, well maybe when that happens, you might just be in a CULT!!

Hang in there, Mr. Moonlight. Thank you for sharing.

I thought this was a drug movie because of the title. There are some drugs, but it's not the main topic. I am torn between admiring it as an intense "film noir" and being annoyed at the way it chronilogically jumps confusingly around. It would have been a compelling enough story if they'd just stuck with it straight. Maybe I'm just not sophisticated to appreciate all that kind of confusion. I do think Sean Penn is so attractive. (don't care for his politics but he's still cute) I say it's worth seeing, but don't see it if you want to be cheered up.

I thought it was funny. Went with my teen age daughter. I actually laughed at parts, something a lot of "comedies" don't evoke in me.

My husband loves this movie. He bought it and I've watched it with him more than once. He's more into than I am, though.

Wow, it went right by and I didn't think of it at all.... I do remember getting the late night phone call from my branch leader at the believers' home I was house-sitting at, feeding their six puppies that was their two dogs' offspring. My branch leader said, "Are you going to be ok?" I said yes. Inside I was thinking, "Why wouldn't I be?" It wasn't like I knew the guy. Though I felt like I should have been more upset. Of course, since it was GOD'S MINISTRY that was based on the WORD and not men, I had no doubts that we would continue on as before. Yeah, well, we know the rest.

For me it wasn't a matter of whether TWI was perfect or not. There just was no reason to stay, and I realized it had been that way for a long long time. The "ministry" took and took from its followers and gave NOTHING to them.

Yeah, and signing that green card got us on that yellow brick road, with programs to join all along the way to OZ. And once we got there, yup, we found out about that "man behind the curtain." "There's no place like home" we learned, and we left OZ so we could have homes and real lives and stop bouncing around on that damn yellow brick road....

Friday fun night must be outreach oriented!!? That's FUN???

Yeah, I was confused about the Chicago thing too.

If they're so right and wonderful, why do they care what we say about them at GS?

Yeah, that's it - Vee Pee's Mini Me's.

Well, I wish you could just read it in the original...

oh, that's funny, I never thought of the VICTORS as vee pee naming it after himself...I thought it was like being a victor like in victorious. hmmmmmm maybe it was like little Victors.

not a man, but thank you!

"For Pete's Sake" from the Greek word petros meaning little rock and sake, Japanese word for strong drink, as "For Pete's Sake" is oftn uttered in moments of stress or frustration, thereby often inducing the imbibing of strong drink shortly after utterance of said expression.