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Yeah. We must be REALLY moving da werd. The old bird is even attacking our cars so we won't be able to get the "babes" to the class.

What's that you say? You have no way to get to the abundance class? Not a problem. I'll stop by and pick you up. I'll be driving this: .

When you were a kid, did you ever try to rationalize the existence of Santa Claus? Oh, he must be real. Who else, besides my parents, knew I wanted those Engineer Boots? Same thing. We wanted some of this stuff, like the idiom of permission, to be real so we found ways to "explain" it.

In retrospect, the irony is almost comical. You come to a class that promises to unlock the secrets of abundance and what do you witness? The people running the class are reusing disposable cups, brewing yesterday's coffee grounds and stringing chairs that were donated because they couldn't afford to provide their own. It's like going to a musical recital and discovering the performers have yet to take their first lesson.

And all the while, we were hawking a "class" that promised its graduates a more than abundant life. Who was supposed to live this promised life? Surely not us, driving clunker-mobiles, forsaking retirement savings and health insurance in favor of giving our money for the furtherance of the greater cause of PLAF recruitment.

In my opinion, she exemplifies what musical performance is really about..... being about to communicate on a deep emotional level, transcending the need for extraordinary physical appearance and note for note perfection.

I remember R.S. from my days in Columbus in the 1980s. He owned his own company. He adopted a policy of paying his employees only what they needed to survive. This is something that came down directly from HQ. It was called a "needs basis". I strongly disagreed with it but my wife (at the time) was of the opinion that, if it came from HQ, it must have come from God. We argued about it regularly. It's one of the contributing factors to our eventual divorce. It's one thing to sit in Sunday School and trade interpretations of a passage of scripture and an entirely different thing to promote doctrines that affect peoples' lives in profound ways. Those Bozos had no business leading people to believe they had any sort of divine insight on life's weightier matters.

On the other hand, if you view the Bible as being nothing more than a collection of writings that have stood the test of time because they offer profound (but not infallible) wisdom regarding the human condition, you might actually take away a greater insight into humanity than by dancing around to The Idiom of Permission Polka,

Indirectly related: http://www.answers.com/topic/charles-fox-parham

Precisely

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If that one doesn't float your boat, there's always..."Thou shalt not steal".

We've all left to join .

In real life, math isn't truly exact and science isn't unfailingly precise. There...... I said it. Heh!

The younger generation, especially those who have family ties to The Way. SOWERS is simply an updated version of what The Way was doing 40 years ago.....In musical terms, think of it as a modernized cover version of an old song, that appeals to current musical tastes.

Rufus Moseley

Thrown like a star in my vast sleep I open my eyes to take a peep To find that I was by the sea Gazing with tranquility.

Magic Bus...The Who

Flying under the radar is just an expression, John. It simply means that there was nothing in their behavior that would arouse suspicion about their true nature.

Simple. We'll proclaim the newly found material to be counterfeit. There, now wasn't that easy?

Sounds of laughter, shades of life Are ringing through my opened ears Inciting and inviting me. Limitless undying love, which Shines around me like a million suns

San Francisco....Scott McKenzie http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mJ_WG3d3GL8&feature=related

I can't remember who I was talking to in chat, one night, who said, "Geeze, I must have been the only guy in The Way who wasn't getting laid." I had to laugh because I realized there were two of us.