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RG and Dan,
I know I thought I saw a thread on this topic here a while back, but when I briefly looked for it today I couldn't find it. This is a topic of great interest to me.
I'll type up my notes and post them here, but right now I've got to check in on the Olympics, women's gymnastics espcially.
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Hi,
I heard a great teaching this morning on the subject of women in ministry and I thought I'd invite anyone who might be interested in the subject to hear it. It was webcast live at Glory of Zion church in Denton, TX. I like to catch their services whenever I can even though I live in California. It will be "rewebcast" (Is that a word?, I don't think so.) at 7:15 pm CST (Central time, Texas) this evening Sunday) and at 8:15pm on Monday night. (The worship service begins an hour and a half earlier, it was great too! Catch it if you can!)
Here is the description of the service from their website:
This Sunday (August 10) at Glory of Zion Outreach Center we will minister to women! The call to women is one of the most controversial in the Church today. We will begin at 9 AM with "The Power of Lift". This is a dynamic time where we ascend in worship and descend in war. John Dickson will be sharing some stories about how certain songs of the past affected history when they were new. Then he and LeAnn Squier, who is leading worship, will activate you into the new song. During our "Power of Use" service, John Dickson and LeAnn Squier will take us back into worship. Robert Heidler will be ministering on "The Importance of Women in Ministry in the Church Today!"Here's the link:
http://www.gloryofzion.org/webcast-sundayservicereplay.htm
If you hear the teaching, share your thoughts...
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When I had finished the bed, I caught myself looking at him in a fascinated sort of way.
He was certainly a handsome man - beautiful in the masculine sense.
And again, with never failing wonder, I remarked the total lack of viciousness, or wickedness,
or sinfulness in his face. It was the face, I am convinced, of a man who did no wrong.
And by this I do not wish to be misunderstood. What I mean is that it was the face of a man who
either did nothing contrary to the dictates of his conscience, or who had no conscience.
I am inclined to the latter way of accounting for it. He was a magnificent atavism, a man so
purely primitive that he was of the type that came into the world before the development of the moral nature.
He was not immoral, but merely unmoral.
As I have said, in the masculine sense his was a beautiful face. Smooth-shaven every line was distinct,
and it was cut as clear and sharp as a cameo; while sea and sun had tanned the naturally fair skin to a
dark bronze which bespoke struggle and battle and added both to his savagery and his beauty.
The lips were full, yet possessed of the firmness, almost harshness which is characteristic of thin lips.
The set of his mouth, his chin, his jaw, was likewise firm or harsh, with all the fierceness and indomitableness
of the male - the nose also. It was the nose of a being born to conquer and command. It just hinted of the eagle beak.
It might have been Grecian, it might have been Roman, only it was a shade too massive for the one,
a shade too delicate for the other. And while the whole face was the incarnation of fierceness and strength,
the primal melancholy from which he suffered seemed to greaten the lines of mouth and eye and brow,
seemed to give a largeness and completeness which otherwise the face would have lacked.
Anne Rice???
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A British comedic author, and the quintessential butler, Jeeves :
Is that P.G. Wodehouse?
Yes! That's it, Sir Pelham Grenville Wodehouse, known as Plum to friends and family.
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Praying with and for you! For peace and assurance and healing and a good report.
Karie
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One more quote:
Jeeves--my man, you know--is really a most extraordinary chap. So capable.Honestly, I shouldn't know what to do without him. On broader lines he's
like those chappies who sit peering sadly over the marble battlements
at the Pennsylvania Station in the place marked "Inquiries." You know
the Johnnies I mean. You go up to them and say: "When's the next train
for Melonsquashville, Tennessee?" and they reply, without stopping to
think, "Two-forty-three, track ten, change at San Francisco." And they're
right every time. Well, Jeeves gives you just the same impression of
omniscience.
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OOPS!!
Love the Webkinz dogs (and cats, monkeys, platypus, duck, etc.) My daughter has 27 of them.
We also have four Jack Russell Terriers. They are a lively crew, but mighty cute.
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from Wikipedia:
...'s characters are often eccentric, with peculiar attachments, such as to pigs, newts, or socks. His "mentally negligible" good-natured characters invariably make their lot worse by their half-witted schemes to improve a bad situation....'s aristocrats, however, embody many of the comic attributes that characterize buffoons. In many cases the classic eccentricities of ...'s upperclass give rise to plot complications.
Relatives, especially aunts and uncles, are commonly depicted with an exaggerated power to help or impede marriage or financial prospects, or simply to make life miserable. Friends are often more a trouble than a comfort in his stories: the main character is typically being placed in a most painful situation just to please a friend. Antagonists (particularly rivals in love) are frequently terrifying and just as often get their come-uppance in a delicious fashion.
Policemen and magistrates are typically portrayed as threatening, yet easy to fool, often through the simple expedient of giving a false name. A recurring motif is the theft of policemen's helmets.
In a manner going back to the stock characters of Roman comedy (such as Plautus), ...'s servants are frequently far cleverer than their masters. This is quintessentially true with his most famous character, who always pulls his employer out of the direst scrapes.
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The girl had as many curves as a scenic railway.
The guy knew how to "turn a phrase" didn't he?
Okay, here are some hints:
He was definitely British although he lived in both France and the United States too. He was born in 1881 and died in 1975. He was a prolific author, writing 96 novels from 1902 to 1975 and many collections of short stories.
more to come...
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His first emotion was one of surprise that so much human tonnage could have been assembled at one spot. A cannibal king, beholding them, would have whooped with joy and reached for his knife and fork with the feeling that for once, the catering department had not failed him.
His whole attitude recalled irresistibly to the mind that of some assiduous hound who will persist in laying a dead rat on the drawing-room carpet, though repeatedly apprised by word and gesture that the market for same is sluggish or even non-existent.
While they were content to peck cautiously at the ball, he never spared himself in his efforts to do it a violent injury.
It was as if nature had intended to make a gorilla and had changed its mind at the last moment.
He had the look of an ostrich that had swallowed a door knob.
``What was that about glue?''
``Igloo, it's a sort of gloo they have up in the Arctic circle.''
``I see.''
``Stickier than the usual kind.''
His manner was now meek and conciliatory, like that of a black-beetle which sees the cook reaching for the insect powder and does its best to show her that it fully realises that it has brought this on itself.
``Have you ever seen Spode eat asparagus?''
``No.''
``Revolting. It alters one's whole conception of Man as Nature's last word.''
Her voice trailed away in a sigh that was like the wind blowing through the cracks in a broken heart.
``Didn't Frankenstein get married?''
``Did he?'' said Eggy. ``I don't know. I never met him. Harrow man, I expect.''
He felt like a man who, chasing rainbows, has had one of them suddenly turn and bite him in the leg.
The girl had as many curves as a scenic railway.
It looked something like a pen wiper and something like a piece of hearth-rug. A second and keener inspection revealed it as a Pekinese puppy.
Unseen, in the background, Fate was quietly slipping the lead into the boxing glove.
`The moment my fingers clutch a pen,' said Leila Yorke, `a great change comes over me. I descend to the depths of goo which you with your pure mind with wouldn't believe possible. I write about stalwart men, strong but oh so gentle, and girls with wide grey eyes and hair the colour of ripe wheat, who are always having misunderstandings and goign to Africa. The men, that is. The girls stay at home and marry the wrong bimbos. But there's a happy ending. The bimbos break their necks in the hunting field and the men come back in the last chapter and they and the girls get together in hte twilight, and all around is the scent of English flowers and birds singing their evensong in the shrubbery. Makes me shudder to think of it.'
His hand moved upwards, and I think his idea was to bare his head reverently. The project was, however, rendered null and void by the fact that he hadn't a hat on.
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“..., who was the fellow who on looking at something felt like somebody looking at something? I learned the passage at school. But it has escaped me.”
“I fancy the individual you have in mind, sir, is the poet Keats, who compared his emotions on first reading Chapman’s Homer to those of stout Cortez when with eagle eyes he stared at the Pacific.”
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I know I’ve had the experience more than once of someone showing up “out of the blue” to help and then being gone seemingly “into thin air”. I’m sure we’ve all entertained angels unaware that show up to help in times of need.
But the encounter that stands out in my memory took place somewhere around 1996 or so. I was at a church retreat center in Oregon. My son was about 4 years old at the time and he was asleep in the bed in our tiny room at the retreat center, next to me. I believe I was praying as I was lying down on the bed. I was startled when I looked up and saw two individuals peering over the bed at me. I’m not sure how to explain, it but they were like holographic images, not flesh and blood. One was a male, with rather longish reddish blond hair, very strong looking. The other was a female, with a kind of long face, large eyes and long straight brown hair, not beautiful, but not unpleasant looking either. Like I said, they startled me but they just looked at me and that was it. I’m sure they were angelic beings, but that’s all I can explain about it.
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I think it's time to move on:
The author's name is Grace Metalious.
All the above quotes were taken from her highly successful novel, Peyton Place.
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But there is a fatality, a feeling so irresistible and inevitable that it has the force of doom,
which almost invariably compels human beings to linger around and haunt, ghost-like, the spot
where some great and marked event has given the color to their lifetime; and still the more irresistibly,
the darker the tinge that saddens it. Her sin, her ignominy, were the roots which she had struck into the soil.
Then, she was supported by an unnatural tension of the nerves, and by all the combative energy of her character,
which enabled her to convert the scene into a kind of lurid triumph. It was, moreover, a separate and insulated event,
to occur but once in her lifetime, and to meet which, therefore, reckless of economy she might call up the vital strength
that would have sufficed for many quiet years. The very law that condemned her - a giant of stern features, but with
vigor to support, as well as to annihilate, in his iron arm - had held her up, through the terrible ordeal of her ignominy.
But now, with this unattended walk from her prison door, began the daily custom; and she must either sustain and
carry it forward by the ordinary resources of her nature, or sink beneath it. She could no longer borrow from the future
to help her through the present grief.
I remember the primetime "soap opera" Peyton Place on TV in the 60s. Not that I ever watched it, but I remember it was big with the older generation.
Could the new quote be Nathaniel Hawthorne?
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Jeast,
That picture says it all. What a great miracle that your son walked away from that!
Kit,
What a great testimony, sounds like a good place to visit, I'll bet there's a holy atmosphere all around that place.
Excie,
Amen to that testimony of God's love!
And Rascal,
That was inspiring. Not a just a single vision, but twice so that you couldn't mistake where the grace came from, and that you were specifically chosen for blessing. What a crock of garbage that person from North Dakota spilled all over you. Thanks so much for sharing that.
(I think I was a passenger on the cavalcade of motorcycles that year. It was really a fun ride.)
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:biglaugh: 
:dance: Jesus is just alright with me, Jesus is just alright, oh yeah... (Doobies) God is good and there is none good but God (Bible).
From the wife, since Felix is consumed with making phone calls or getting them on the weekends, and that's a good thing (to quote Martha Stewart).
June 13, Felix had another PET/CT scan, ordered by a new doc he is seeing closer to home. This doc is a MD but also a homeopathic practitioner and a real God send. On June 24th, Felix saw him for a follow up visit and he got the results. Just a reminder. Felix was diagnosed Stage 3 because there were tumors around his neck and above and below his diaphram. Sooooooo, no tumors above or below his diaphram. There were two spots around his throat that showed low levels of hypermetabolic activity (cancer type activity) but the doc told him, he thought they were just residual spots left over from what he had been doing and didn't count them as cancer. In other words, A CLEAN BILL OF HEALTH.
Oh, can you say "go your way rejoicing"???? Ya, mon. We celebrated with good champagne, a small steak, a large salad and much rejoicing, etc.
Thank you all very, very much for your prayerful support and any other involvement you have with Felix's life. He has become hyper cognizant of the prayers of righteous men and women availing much.
If anyone wants us to relate this message of deliverance to someone, we are only too happy to do so. You can email him at alfakatz@hotmail.com
Oh yeah! This is awesome news and a great testimony that our God still heals! Thanks for letting us know.
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Happy July 4!
Here's a quote from a letter John Adams wrote to his wife. He expected July 2 to become the national holiday because the Continental Congress declared the "United Colonies free and Independent States" on July 2. The document justifying the act of Congress was dated July 4th.
"The Second Day of July 1776, will be the most memorable Epocha, in the History of America. I am apt to believe that it will be celebrated, by succeeding Generations, as the great anniversary Festival. . . . It ought to be solemnized with Pomp and Parade, with Shews, Games, Sports, Guns, Bells, Bonfire and Illuminations from one End of this Continent to the other from this Time forward forever more."Enjoy your Pomp and Parades, Shews, Games, Sports, Guns, Bells, Bonfires and Illuminations!
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Like waysider mine is a bit bizarre and because of that I have never told anyone this before.So for some crazy reason I feel like sharing it now on the internet no less.
I believe I was around 5 or 6 at the time, I was the youngest in a family of 11. Most of them had left by now but my Dad had remarried since my Mom died when I was 2. We lived way out in the boonies and as some would say we were so poor we could not even pay attention. I was outside playing in the rain one day when I saw an unusual looking cloud that looked like a huge hand. The hand then extended down towards me which totally freaked me out. I can't explain to this day what it was or what it meant but through all the trails in my life I have been delivered time after time. Just surviving the first five years was an accomplishment, then a bone disease that almost crippled me for life, two abusive stepmothers & one abusive brother in law/guardian. I've done all the wrong things according to some by getting married my senior year and having 4 kids by the time we were 22. But I am so humbled because as feeble and weak as I have believed and trusted in God he has always had his hand on me. That includes my time in TWI. I have an incredible family and have been married to the most loving woman for 38 years. I am more at peace than ever and I can't help but believe that the hand that I saw when I was young was indeed from God. I believe all of this including discovering GSC is still part of that process. I can't help but be excited as to what lays up ahead.
Jeast, I seriously got goosebumps and tears in my eyes when I read this. The hand of God is truly on your life. Thanks so much for sharing it!
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Is God Good?
YES!
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I remember getting help,it was around 10 yrs after I had left The Way InternationalI had come to a place in my life that I could not deal with alone,I had not spoken of
my past in any way,in any churches I had visited or belonged briefly too,because I
couldn't stay in a place,to worship because I still had deeply felt I had betrayed God!
It didn't show on the outside,of my little family attending a non denominational church
You see I wanted and craved to know Truth,but more than anything I wanted my children
to know Jesus,so their would NEVER be a chance of them getting involved with a group
such as THE Way International.
Ofcourse I knew the bible and the scripture like all of ex way people do,and it is impressive
to some people,but for me at that time I was wanting to really know Jesus and not to walk
around feeling I had betrayed him with a kiss.
At the time of realizing I needed help (meaning some serious psychotherapy)
I was a religious activities director at Fort Bragg,and my job was to help guide new families
on base to the religious preferance(including satanism, muslim etc......)
My preferance of worship was Protestant,and I was involved in Fort Braggs Protestant Women
of the Chapel and went to bible study every tuesday and meeting with all the Army wives
and totting my little 2yr old baby boy,while his brother abd sister where in school where
barracades had been put up because Operation Desert Storm had just began and there Dad
was sent out to fight.
I was doing a bible study I had started using Billy Grahams book,and as I was reading it
out loud to other wives whose husbands were also gone to fight.
That is when it became REAL for me, and I knew it was time to knock off all the scripture
memorizing everything is great and get REAL.
You see there was something blocking my ability to go on and accept the God who loved
me,....without all the programs and classes and what should I wear or nametags!
Great testimony OKC!
That reminds me of a time when we were thinking about joining a church, but I was still confused about who Jesus was and how I should relate to Him. I was reading John 15-17 and something inside just broke and I could accept a real relationship with Him.
Thanks for that.
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This is a bit very bizarre so you have to bear with me 'til the end.I have posted this a couple of times before and it still even sounds wacky to me.
Hope you don't get mad by my telling this.
After I had been to a couple twig fellowships(They met spontaneously back then, so we're probably talking about 3 or 4 days.) something happened to me that I was extremely thankful for. I had heard SIT was good for giving thanks so I spoke in tongues for the first time right then and there. I was by myself. Then, the next twig fellowship, the leader asked for tongues and interpretation. I just jumped in. I didn't know you needed a special class. In fact, I hadn't even signed a green card at that point. Well, my twig leader, who had not been present at that time, got word of it. He took me aside and told me about "lift lists". He gave me a list of people and things to SIT for. At the top of the list was VPW. I didn't even know what he looked like so the twig leader gave me a Way Magazine with a picture of him behind a podium in a suit and tie. I think I prayed for a couple of other things first but then I tried to picture VPW and SIT for him. As I did, I saw him there in front of me, though I knew it wasn't real or a hallucination. He was wearing one of those neck scarves. He had a really evil grin on his face. He looked me point blank in the eye and gave me the finger.
It really shook me. I never had anything like that ever happen to me before or after that time. I didn't even know there was such a thing as revelation and I had only been speaking in tongues for a couple days.(off and on)
I told my twig leader who then convinced me it was "unrenewed mind", which he had to explain because the term was brand new to me. For a long, long time I struggled with that image because it had been so vivid. Every time I tried to do a lift list I could see that image, but only as a memory like a bad car crash you see on the highway that stays with you.
I'm not really sure what to make of it. Except, I think it might be like the gallon of milk you buy when you grocery shop. You know it will be used at some point but you certainly aren't going to stand in the bodega and drink it on the spot. Maybe I saw it so I could share it on GSC, I don't really know.
My apologies for taking this in such a non conventional direction.
Waysider, no apology needed. I believe you had a vision, could have been a warning to beware of VP, that he was going to "xxxx you over" so to speak.
Totally appropriate for a testimony.
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God firstBeloved wrdsandwrks
God loves you my dear friend
ok I will try
I was ready to give up on everything one day that I believe to be good and was about to hold up a little store when God wake me up and showed me the love the two store keepers had for each other
so I took the little money I had and purchase three cokes and three candy bars and I took one coke and candy bar and told them the others where for them and left
The people may never know how close they came that day but to me it was a turn back to the right direction after believing all was without value and without hope
thank you
with love and a holy kiss blowing your way Roy
Thanks for sharing that! God is so good, he probably saved your life that day!
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Hi All,
Revelation 12:11 says:
And they overcame him (the accuser of the brethren) by the blood of the Lamb and by the word of their testimony…
Personally, I need to do some overcoming of the accuser, and I know from this verse that one way to do that is by the “word of my testimony”. There are times in my life (and I know in all of yours too) that I know God intervened to save me from death, destruction, wrong decisions etc.
I’d like to start this thread to hear some of your testimonies about times when you know that God intervened with a miracle , a clear word of wisdom or knowledge, an angelic visitation, an unmistakable answer to prayer or other Divine intervention that changed your life.
I’ll start it off with one of mine:
I grew up in a suburb of New Orleans. One of the fun things we used to do in the summer was to take a bunch of those big truck inner tubes, (I wonder if you can still get those; probably not since tires don’t have inner tubes any more, oh well, shows my age.) and throw them in a river and ride the river current down the river. You’d have to park a car or two down at the end of the route so you’d have a way to get back. You could pack coolers of beer and sandwiches into some of the tubes too.
Anyway, the summer I was 16 or 17, I went with a bunch of kids to the Boguefalaya river for a fun day of tubing. Everything was great until the tube I was in went over a huge tree that had fallen across the river and was mostly submerged under the river, and the current sucked me under the tree. I was caught under the tree trunk and branches, and I couldn’t get up to the surface. I was struggling and thinking this was it, I was going to drown, when all of a sudden a great peace came over me, and I just asked God to help me get out. I remember telling God that I wasn’t ready to die yet, there was so much more I wanted to do for Him. I then reached up and I felt something (or someone) pull me up to the surface and I could breathe.
I knew in the very depth of my being that God had intervened and saved my life that day. I also felt a great desire to do great things for Him with my life since He had been so gracious to save me from drowning that day.
What’s your testimony?
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Nice one Dan!
I see we've been moved to the basement.
Here are my notes from the teaching. My disclaimer is: Robert Heidler from Glory of Zion gave this teaching. These are just notes I took as he was speaking. I haven't had time to go through and check everything. I also may not have written everything he said correctly.