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Choir: We're marching, marching to Shibboleth, With the Eagle and the Sword! We're praising Zion 'til her death, Until we meet our last reward! Men: Our Lord's reward! Women: Zion! Oh happy Zion! O'er wrapp'd, but not detained! Men: Lion, f'rocious Lion! His beard our mighty mane! Women: At First and Main! Men: Oh, we'll go marching, marching to Omaha, With the Buckram and the Cord! Women: You'll hear us "boom" our State! Men: Ha, ha! As we cross the final ford! Women: The flaming Ford! Choir: Zion! Oh mighty Zion! Your bison now are dust! As your cornflakes rise 'Gainst the rust-red skies, Then our blood requires us must Go-o-o-o Men: Marching, marching to Shibboleth, With the Eagle and the -- Women: The Buckram and the Cord! Men: Sword! Praising Zion 'til her death! Women: Ha, ha! Men: Until we eat our last reward! Women: The flaming Ford! Choir: Zion! Oh righteous Zion! There is no one to blame! For the homespun pies 'Neath the cracking skies Shall release the fulsome rain! Tenor: Shall release! Men: Shall release! Soprano: Shall release! Women: Shall release! Choir: Shall release the vinyl rein!

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Word Over the World----W.O.W. Ambassadors

I think, at some point, one needs to come to grips with the reality that it was the program, itself (whichever one you were involved with) that was corrupt at it's core.

You'll know you are "getting a life" when you finally accept that Pollyanna was a fictional character and life doesn't always go on "happily ever after". But you learn to make the best of it anyway.

Now that's something I've never thought about. People still want to compare him to David and Paul, while it is quite clear from his dying words (If we can really believe the story.) that he considered himself to be much less.

Hey, there, Balanced. Isn't it amazing how, when you were still in, people would tell you how much they "just loved you" but forgot you ever existed after you left? Oh----and welcome to GSC,

I have to believe there are ex followers of The Peoples Temple who could tell you about good times they had back in "the good old days". But look where it all led. Likewise, I'm sure people from the various Way programs can recall events and experiences that were pleasant. I know I can think of quite a few. What bothers me, though, is knowing that we were unwittingly being used for deviant purposes. The bottom line is that Wierwille used us as an unpaid sales force to hawk his wares. And they were ultimately proven to be faulty wares, to boot. I guess it's just easier to remember how much fun it was to race down the freeway at 100 miles an hour with the wind in your hair than to think about the tortuous agony of the family in the car that crashed and burned when you ran it off the road.

NOPE!! You don't even have to tell me it "blessed you" and you "learned a spiritual lesson from it". In fact, please don't!

And don't forget about angels of the morning.

A little welcoming "gift". (You don't have to give it back.)

Is that verse exclusionary? Does it mean that's ALL we should speak of?

"David was a man after God's heart" The thing that's important to understand here is that this is in reference to a period in David's life BEFORE all the doodoo hit the fan. Wierwille made it sound like this categorization of David was made in spite of his egregious errors. A proper understanding of the chronology involved sheds a whole new light on the issue.

Actually, this subject has been discussed at great length here on GSC, though I can't recall any threads from the past year and a half or so. This stuff was very, very popular in the early twentieth century and saw a resurgence of interest in the 1950s. HERE is one guy who brought an awareness of it to the masses.

BABA DABA DOO!

And here I thought she was winking at ME!

You could always start a singing group to promote your product. Instead of The Singing Ladies, you could call it The Swinging Babushkas.

Did it involve snowstorms and gas pumps?

Foreign countries ????? Way Int. HQ is about a 30 minute trip, by air, from (what was then) Ohio HQ. Toss in another 1/2 hour by car on each end to allow for time to and from the airstrips. Do you know how many times VPW visited the Fellow Laborers during the three years I was there? If you answered ZERO, you win a kewpie doll.

There were basically two varieties of this. The first one deals with success and maintained that people like The Beatles, The Stones, etc. were born-again of "the wrong seed". VP said, in the A.C., that in order to achieve that level of success, you have to "sell out' to one God or the other. The second one deals with individual performances of musical virtuosity. This one was explained with the idea that devil spirits were actually controlling the performer's fingers, hands, voice and so on. He also said that no one is born with "natural talent" because that would make God a respecter of persons.

As I recall, you were never supposed to run ANY kind of meeting without "giving God's people a chance to get blessed". That was called a "love offering". In the class instructor's manual,there was a particular session in which the instructor was expressly told to take up an offering so that the students would be more ready, spiritually, to receive the information. I don't remember which session . Thereafter, though, a "love offering" was to be taken at every session. It was easy for them to see if you were doing this because it was officially recorded on the various forms. This is how HQ found out that a certain twig of retired folks weren't giving their money to The Way and were subsequently told to either disband or dissociate themselves from The Way.

Yes, your post made me smile. It was a smile of relief as I realized the post was ending.

Anybody remember "the love offering"? It wasn't enough that they were gauging us for classes and demanding that we ABS, we had to have a "love offering" at every function, as well. We even had to list it on a separate line on "the blue form". I got caught for not having a "love offering" at every twig meeting. I got my azz chewed out because I was "cheating Gawd's people" out of an opportunity to receive in return for their giving. Maybe that's why we were supposed to run every meeting even if no one else showed up. More coin in the coffers.