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Exactly socks Aye chiuhahua. Reading this stuff all over again gets my blood boiling. Why I don't exactly know. Chris Geer was the idiot bus driver who had the nerve to............do something really stupid and degrading to me which I won't repeat here. And here he was setting himself up like some kind of guru who knew all. I am so glad I got myself kicked out of the way when I did. I actually got shunned for my opinon that Chris G. was an arrogant, egotistical idiot, who was playing everybody. I guess I'm feeling really righteous now.

penguin, I think I know how you feel. I still struggle to trust God. What does that mean exactly? Mythreecents is right in what he says. I guess the difference is, I just can't give up. In the scope of my life, I was involved with TWI for only like a fourth of it. Ok, I'm in my mid40's and I was involved for about 12 years, (ages 15 to 27) then left and went back to church, although a diffent one than that in which I was raised. I don't think TWI has that much to do with my struggle. It's just a matter of having faith in a faithless world. Ya know? No matter where we are in life, to believe and trust in an unseen yet very visible ( I know I'm contradicting myself) God and Saviour can't be easy. No matter what road we have travelled. Merry Christmas.

aw, gosh, Tommy. Thanks. :wub:

sheesh, and here we go again....... Plagerism aside, PFAL isn't worth "mastering" simply because it's full of error. There. I've said it. As you were, ladies and gents.

Why thank you, Dr. Sudo. It's been quite lovely.

Hey there. It's so nice to meet up with you again!!! If you want to catch up, email me at: jolise126@yahoo.com. Do you ever visit The Woodlands? :wub:

Ohmigosh!!! How the heck are you, girl? Yes, I remember us being roommates in Emporia Hall, 2nd floor, methinks. Nice to see you here. So you've converted to Texan......good move. :D

I think it was in 76 that VP came to Knoxville to the UT campus. I'm not real sure about the date, so forgive me if I'm off. Berry Hill had gotten kidnapped for deprogramming and he brought her to Knoxville for a meeting. It was right after she came back. My boyfriend at the time had parents who were friends of Barry's parents. It got real ugly, real fast. VP did a meeting and my boyfriends dad was there. He challenged what VP was saying, and VP actually threw some punches. Howard Allen was there, and actually had to hold VP back from getting in a fight with my boyfriends father. It got real ugly real fast. Afterwards, Howard smoothed it over and apologized for VP, and my boyfriends father had the grace to back off and aplogize and agree to meet with VP late to discuss differences of opinion. VP never showed up, and the meeting and the whole ordeal was forgotten, sorta. But not really. Long story, but the whole thing never really got resolved. And, dumb me and boyfriend, stayed with the way. And actually went into the way corps. sheesh.........

thanks verb and all. I think with all the help here, I'll be able to concoct my own cooking joy.

Thanks, David, but the recipe I used had bread crumbs, and no pickles? B) I made it with my beloved's Grandma for years, but she didn't read or write English, so of course we didn't follow a recipe. Dang, I wish I'd written it down. But the folly of youth, I guess, is that you think you'll remember everything. You get older, have teenagers, and all the brain cells somehow ........uh, leave.

Radar, I can totally relate to the remembering thing. I, too, got involved in The Way in high school through my best friend. For the life of me, I can't remember the way stuff and how it fit in with all the other things I was involved with. I went to Young Life, some CYO things, and lotza other activities. Some of the "way people" I knew were kinda half in/half out. I didn't take the class til I graduated from high school, (the summer after) mainly because I couldn't manage my time with everything else, and my parents didn't exactly approve of my "way friends." They were, ummm, let's just say, a little different than my high school buddies. For one, they were way older, meaning they were 20 somethings when I was still a young teen. Somehow that fact didn't go over well with Mom and Dad. :D But I do remember going to TFI in 75? I think. or maybe it was 74. Dang, old age......So, my point is, I don't really think I have much to offer in the way of putting events together and that kind of thing. Sowwry.

Help! Several years ago, I was looking for a Rouladen recipe and someone on Waydale/Greasespot gave me a fabulous recipe. I can't find it.....Woe is me. I'm throwing myself a birthday party this week-end and promised everyone I'd make Rouladen. I kinda remember how to do it, but dangit I need that recipe. Radar, I think you were the one who gave it to me.....I'd be forever indebted if someone has a tried and true, foolproof recipe. I have searched the net already and nothing comes close to the Rouladen I used to make. Help?

nevermind, nobody cares :D

Mark, it's funny you should mention the Viadellorosa. About 10 years ago, I visited Jerusalem with an old way friend, John Sch***heit, who some here might know. We walked the way of the cross, mainly I thought because it was a tourist thing to do. I didn't really care one way or another if we did it, but John wanted to. As we started to walk, and he started to talk, I became really sad about my indiference to his sufferings. I guess I really didn't get it before, or something. It was a difficult trek, even in my Birkenstocks. I must say that it was a turning point in my Christian life. Having been raised Catholic, I was familiar with the stations of the cross, and had pretty much spaced out when I was required to do them. as a kid. I don't know what happened to me in Jerusalem, when I walked the stations, but somethihg stirred in my heart that I never expected. I thought about all the pilgrims, 2000 years worth, who had gone before me, and prayed and knelt and called on his name, and somehow I was moved like I hadn't been in a hundred twigs. Something happened there, to me, that I can't really explain. I guess I realized for maybe the first time in my life, that Jesus was/is a real live human that suffered, died, and was raised. And he was God's son. He did it all for me, yes for me, and that I learned from my Catholic upbringing. Nobody is gonna prevent me from talking to him, and loving him, and "fellowshipping" with him. I haven't walked in his steps at all. I will never pretend to. But I will recognize his footprints, I hope.

Ok, this is gonna sound really lame. I had many bad experiences at Gunnison, but there is one that just really hacks me off. We had community showers there, and I somehow contracted a rip roaring case of Athlete's foot while incarcerated. However, not having been acquainted with this vile perstilence, (even though I grew up with 4 jock brothers) I went to Arlene who was the Third Aid Person (not a nurse, as they should have had available). I showed Arlene my foot and explained my toe dilemna. She diagnosed me as having a really bad case of Athlete's foot and also claimed that I could not have possibly contracted it there at Camp Gunnison because they cleaned the showers with bleach. If I had Atlete's Foot, I brought it with me from Emporia and therefore she was not obliged to treat me or help me in any way. WHAT??? sorry I can't help you? Fortunately for me, one of the staff guys came up to me after my meeting with Arlene, and gave me a tube of Tinactin. He told me he heard about my problem. He told me to use this on my (pedicured) toes and I would be fungus free. "Don't worry," he said, "we get it all the time here and this stuff will take care of it." OMG. I ended up passing that little tube around to all my roomies, who also ended up with the same vile toe curse. What the heck was up with that?

Tomorrow is my nephew's 16th birthday, and we are having a big family doo to celebrate. All uncles, aunts, cousins, and grandparents will be in attendance. Life doesn't get much better than this. Having one's whole family gathered for an occasion other than a funeral is a big accomplishment I think. :D I'm so glad that the way brought us together instead of splitting us apart.

I'm wondering how many of us exes are close to our parents? when I went WOW and joined the way corps in the late 70's, my parents were not too happy with my decision. Yet, here I am, two decades later, and my family and parents are my closest friends and supporters, and the people I love with my life. Somehow, it all worked out. Are you still close to your family? and your parents?

Well, see what happens when you keep me up too late, whitedove. ;) Goey, sorry, no offense intended. I was trying to make a joke; a very bad one evidently.

Well, I guess the supreme pontiff has spoken..... :unsure:

Being "ordained" in most traditional churches means being accountable to somebody. I think it's a good thing, meant to protect the unsuspecting public. B)

Well, at least most "traditional" organizations, at least have the decency to defrock pedophiles and serial adulterers. B)

Rejoice What an interesting question you ask. I've thought the same thing about the Gospels. In reevaluating the "biblical teaching" that I received in TWI, I have to admit that most of what I learned was more "way doctrine" backed up by New Testament verses than anything else. As far as "biblical scholarship" goes, TWI wasn't even on the map. Sure there was lotza talk and hype about being a "biblical research minstry," but when it gets right down to it, it was alot of fluff and hype. I've learned far more about Old Testament History in particular, and the Bible in general, by going to church and women's bible studies over the past 18 years or so. It's sad, really. Yeah I was a way corps member, and to some extent we were given the proper tools for "working the word," but when it got right down to it, our "working" had to line up with way doctrine. And when it didn't, there was always some "spiritual" explanation. Yet, I don't feel like I wasted my time or anything. I'm just really glad that there are resources "out there" for studying and learning if that happens to be one's inclination. Funny what can happen when the scales fall off our eyes. :) The greatest thing I've learned about the OT since escaping from the dungeon is who Jesus Christ was, is, and will be. I think it's totally impossible to really understand the NT without the foundation laid in the OT and Gospels. Thanks for making me think. I think. B)

PS and I guess this forum isn't "read only" after all? :unsure:

Hi Dawna I have been attending church and bible studies of all flavors pretty steadily since leaving TWI in the late 80's. At first I did have trouble with teachings, until I finally realized that much of Way Doctrine is flat out wrong. It has taken me years to finally sort it all out, and truthfully I'm still working on it. Currently my family and I attend a Methodist church which we've been involved with for the past 5 years or so. Is it perfect? Absolutely not. But no group of humans ever is, Chrisitan, pagan, or otherwise. B) I love the church for the pillar of strength and support it is to the families of our community, and it's eagerness to reach out those in need. And the most important teaching that is alive and well in our church is that Jesus Christ is Lord, and there is always hope in him.

Hey sisex, I think you are a total b....and enjoy it. B) Why pretend to be anything else? :blink: