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Been reading a little bit lately in 1 and 2 Timothy. It always struck me that in his last epistles, Paul hands on the mantle (as it were) to Timothy … and then we never hear of Timothy again. There’s no Epistles of Timothy; no Gospel according to Timothy; nothing. Where did his life go? What happened to him? “All Asia” hearing the Word seems to have ground to a halt, if not gone into reverse gear. Anybody remember this poem? http://www.cruising-america.com/bridge.html A certain Founding President used the poem as a “bridge” when he handed the mantle to his successor. A big thing was made of it. A life-size statue of Timothy was erected in the Auditorium. And since such handover, everything has gone into reverse gear in a big way. Wonder if that statue of Timothy is still there? Come to think of it, perhaps I should have looked at the statue better. The statue had a face. Did it look like anybody we know, is anybody aware? Comments on the sole of a sandal, please…

For you, mstar: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rumex_obtusifolius

Definitely stinging nettle. Take a stout stick next time and beat a path through them. The traditional Brit remedy for nettle stings is to rub the affected part(s) with dock leaves. Usually can find some growing nearby (now you're going to ask me what dock looks like, aren't you? :) ) Notice in the video clip how those cunning nettle eaters (got to be completely mad) are only eating the leaves. The really stingy bit is on the stem. The leaves are generally all right. Young nettle leaves can be added to salads (!). See, you could have had a picnic on the river bank! Apparently the ancient Roman invaders used to thrash themselves with nettles "to improve their circulation." (Perhaps the "conquered" Brits were having a joke at the Romans' expense?)

Not expert at this, but this is the guy who won. Perhaps somebody can paste it in better. Not a patch on Connie, though.

What absolutely awesome voices, Connie and Bianca. Awe-some!! No doubt the record labels will have tried to get long-term contracts and stop both the kids from singing publicly for years to come, like Kate Bush. If that's 6 and untrained, what a treat for the ears in the future we can look forward to.

Beauty pix, Dooj. Congratulations on your success. Well deserved.

Just a thought. Well, two actually. Why is John Juedes so vigorous in his opposition to TWI? 1. Is he a former Wayfer? Did he have a run-in with VPW? Is it some personal vendetta? Sometimes the tone of his criticism seems almost as virulent as VPW/LCM's own rantings. Is/Was he a deprogrammer? Why does he seem to hate TWI so much? 2. He calls himself "Dr" Juedes. Is his own doctorate legit? Please, somebody, tell me he didn't also go to Pike's Peak Seminary...

Only reason to want to know where, is to know where to avoid.

Cortright site might help but is very much out of date. Check out Find a Friend on GSC

Don't sit woodenly still throughout entire meeting. Get up quietly and visit the smallest room (or even just wander about outside). You may return to meeting with a glass of cold water. Don't stand up for the rev. Don't applaud the rev as he walks on stage. Remain seated with hands folded in lap. Select a non-KJV version of Bible to take to meeting. If wished, point out subtle differences to person sitting next to you. Attend meeting in shorts and T shirt. Shoes optional. Feel free to show respect to whom respect is due. Feel free not to show respect to whom none is due. Feel free.

I seem to have missed something here. Isn't the greatest leader the greatest servant? Shouldn't therefore the leadership be "hupotasso-ing" the rest of us? (tongue in cheek) (Shove over, THW and dmiller, I need to lie down too...)

and Roy So what exactly are you talking about here, Mo and Roy? What is "the real"?? :huh:

Yeah, he did make some prognostication that he was going to cut down on the bad language. I think he did ease it a bit, as well, at least for a while. Y'know, at one time I thought he was "passionate for the truth" (and perhaps he was at one time) but being passionate about something (anything) and being foul-mouthed are poles apart. If he carried on like that in a public place, he'd probably be arrested for obscenity.

J, the friend of a friend of a friend, witnessed to me at a party held in the back room of a pub. J was on his WOW year at the time. I was impressed with J's knowledge of and confidence in God. I saw that what he prayed for - happened. I wanted what he had. But I hated the PFAL class.

Oh, guys, you are all so funny! The TWItanic, excellent. And yes, any survivor would have to think long and hard about getting on the like. Perhaps providing own safety equipment to be carried at all times. Waysider: maybe a coracle, then.

Nah, they're just looking for the yellow wellies.

Everyone crammed into the same tight-controlled environment. A great big stumbling block in the route Catastrophic collision Families separated People falling out or falling off. Landing in the depths of despair. Swimming, sinking, drowning, drifting. Clutching at any old flotsam that came their way. No life rafts or life belts – you should believe God to meet your needs Icy water – it’s cold out of the household A struggle for survival, sanity Long-term trauma for the survivors Some didn’t survive Some are still lost at sea A few random thoughts inspired by another thread. Reads a bit like a poem but it was just as the thoughts occurred. Was the demise inevitable? (Seems to be still sinking) Are there any life rafts (job security, pension arrangements) for people still on board (apart from the head honchos)? …When the captain was shoved off the ship, did it make any difference? Or was it just a paddle boat, thought it was the Titanic? (But really I am concerned about the people who suffered, not the organization)

Back to the regularly scheduled topic... Thanks, Paw, for the hard work you put into this place. Here's to the next seven years (NO WAY, he screams!). Scary that this place is still picking up survivors.

Can't say I ever really bought into that stupid statement. One of the many things put on hold. My mum always wanted to know where I was, with whom, and what time I would be home. (If I wasn't in by 9.30 pm I got a beating. Or at least an earbending. And grounded.) Did that mean she was afraid? No, it meant she cared! If she didn't like the people I hung out with - she wouldn't let me out. She cared! She taught me and my siblings to wash, clean, dress ourselves; how to cross the road; how to behave ourselves; social behaviour; not to steal, etc; not to get into cars with strangers; to tell if anyone approached us/threatened us. Because she cared - as any wise mother would be. Not because she was scared. But now Sudo... I 'fess I am a little scared for you. Why'd you keep that junk around anyway? Very scary stuff. Don't you know it harbors debbul spurts?

Absolutely awesome if you get to see it on a big screen (movie theater). Not that it isn't awesome anyway.

Just found this whilst rummaging in the Cafe in an unfamiliar place... So, of you who have now seen the movie, which has been out for a while now, what did you think? What do you think now, perhaps some time after you've seen it? Not wholly accurate, but nothing like the saccharin version usually portrayed either. As others have said: stunned silence, gripping, sombering, intense, profound. More respect than ever for what JC did, for the many wounds he bore on behalf of all of us. Respect for Mel Gibson, for wearing his heart on his sleeve too.

Hey, I just saw from the particulars when I first found the Café, early May last year. It’s just about my first anniversary here. What a year it’s been! From abject despair to a nearly-normal functioning human being. From despair and fear to openness and joy. From a desperate job where I was treated no better than in TWI (and put up with it, how stupid is that!!) to a job where it’s a real blessing to go to work and one I’m truly thankful for. From fear for the future to being just about to buy my own house (first ever, and with quite a big loan, too). From friendless to abundance of really good friends. From a knowledge of the words of the word to a knowledge of The Word. Freedom to think and not necessarily go along with (much less agree). Still working on a lot of things, but it’s not effort as in work, it’s effort as in relaxing and letting life be lived. Very thankful for this place, which has helped me sort out such a lot in my heart and mind. Next round’s on me…

...you automatically add the word "crew" whenever you see the word "beverage" ...you find yourself ushering people to the front of any large meeting (especially in a church) ...you think ABS is something to do with money and not something to do with car brakes ...you jump into bed before midnight so that the debbul spirits can't get you ...you can't read the print in your Bible because of all your scribbled notes ...you can't hold a conversation without thinking the other person is somehow out to trick you ...you distrust your family and your oldest and dearest friends

Bolshevik, ROF, LOL! (They made a pretence of scripture with women, to beat them up.) Did they give you examples of strong Biblical men (positively) rather than weak Biblical men (Samson, when he fell for Delilah)? (Thinking about it, what example of a strong Biblical man is there? It's about how such men handled problems, and if they were so strong, they wouldn't have problems, would they? They would have handled their wives properly in the first place!)

Well I seem to be a Socinian Evangelical Wesleyan. Now if somebody could just explain all that to me... Can't I just be me???