crystalclearblue

Soon after JCOPS we were plenty used to Septa 11 being Jesus birthday. Oh yes we did...in case you 've jumped ahead of me in your thinking. We made ornaments - some were just decoration, and some were food for birds etc. And we hung them on an evergreen tree at the branch leader's home. Then we sang some properly worded HO-HO songs.

LOL. I knew a WC couple that once decorated with balloons and a banner that said Happy Birthday Jesus Christ on September 11th. Their teenage daughter came home with some friends. One of them asked who Jesus Christ was. Mortified, the daughter said she didn't know and asked her Mom, "Who is that for?" Pretending she had no clue why her parents were acting like that.

The Mom told the daughter she shouldn't be embarrassed about her stand for the Lord JC, of course using her daughters humiliation as a teaching tool.

while in the corps program, we sang a song for veepee--

"we'll follow the man of god wherever he wants to go...."

you know the one from the movie "white christmas"

to me this is absofrikkinlutely hilarious

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I hated it when we would change the words to Christmas songs. It was so lame. And weird to go Carrolling singing "Speak in tongues speak in tongues do it every day. Oh what joy we have in the spirit when we pray." (Jingle Bells theme) How embarrassing.

Who is JAL?

Maybe.. if you watch eyes roll up at the mention of "merry Christmas"..

I HOPEyou have a CREATIVEand fun CHRISTMASLOL.

You know things are screwed up when you're on a Corps Night Hook-up and hear Craig "destroy" a man by explaining all the things he did wrong and that's why his wife died giving birth to their child. (that was the last time I participated in Corps Night Hook-ups). I actually knew things were WAY screwed up WAY before this.

Yikes.

When you get yelled for not vacuuming the LC's house incorrectly. After getting there at 7 AM to clean HIS house! Rrrr... And my house did NOT get cleaned because he lived an hour away.

For those of you who are not spiritual enough, there should be a checkered pattern in the carpet fibers after vacuuming PROPERLY. Like the lawn on a golf course. No, really. I am NOT making this up. Who knew?

JT

Unthankful Sods.

You spend more time cleaning the LH than your own at standards no one with a full time job can live up to.

I was thinking of some of the characters in twi. There was this one striking tall woman. When I first met her she spoke plainly. Then a few years later, she started sporting a jamaican accent. When asked why the change in accent, she would make up stories that were obviously not true.

She was faking. Previous to this, I once heard her ream out a teenager at the adv class. She ripped this teenager to shreds because the girl said she did not know how to counsel an older married couple with problems in her twig. It was at lunch. This tall woman started yelling at her that she'd better overcome the fear or SEED BOYS would trick her. There was no Jamaican accent back then. She was nuts, and this teenager was devastated and humiliated. The kid was only talking with new friends at lunch and godzilla interupted and ripped her to shreds.

But I have to say, I cracked up everytime I saw her pretending to be this wise Jamaican woman after this.

What characters do you remember?

So many blame games....but for me, the one that always pi$$ed me off was that us corps DIDN'T STOP THE RAIN at corps week and/or rock of ages. Almost every year from 1981-1985, this confrontation was leveled at us. Of course, the "law of believing" was king.....and since the trustees didn't want rain at this time, it was OUR believing that was at fault.

That continued on different levels for years after that. I was once blamed for it raining too.

i was also once blamed for not knowing where a plant was supposed to go.

We had borrowed a community room to have a meeting. I was on the set up crew meaning we had to reclean everything ahead of time, bring plants etc.

When it was over, we were supposed to leave things better than we found them. We were cleaning again. It was taking forever.

There had been some offices and a lobby attached to this community room. Some of the set up crew had borrowed the plants and put them in the meeting room. One plant was left over that nobody remembered or knew where it had been taken from.

I was confronted for not knowing where the plant was to be returned. I had nothing to do with the plants, I was in the bathrooms cleaning them.

But because I was a FC, I should have been on top of it spiritually and known where the plant was supposed to go. Now we had set a bad witness for the community because the people who worked in the building would come back to work and find the plant out of order.

It didn't matter that we had cleaned everything twice. I had ruined everything by not getting revelation where the plant went. I must have been out of fellowship.

I was tired and sick of cleaning the bathrooms. I sat down in the hallway and cried. i guess I was also spiritually immature.

All I heard was in ac for grads 95 Rome city,Uncle howard said we killed dr wierwillie,

He died of a broken heart.What a guilt trip.He lost his best friend because we were not believing

for poor old herr wiereillie.Maybe if he (wierwillie) had not smoked and drank so much he would lived longer.

No mention was made od cancer till I came to greasespot.

LOY once ranted about how we were not responsible for killing Jesus-he said he heard someone say all christians are responsible and it ....ed him off. I remember him saying something like 'I didn't kill our lord and savior and went on about how deeply he was offended by that.

I don't believe that either, I just thought it was fundamentaly dumb because we weren't alive when Jesus was here. So I didn't think it merrited ranting along with him. But somehow the ac of 95 cost Howie his best friend? Even dumber. They probably never met vpw.

IMHO leadership wasn't thankful or grateful for all that the believers did for them. They took and took and often gave little back.

IMO when people are spoiled and self centered they blame others for their unhappiness or lack in life.

Like rich kids who hate their parents that gave them everything. No matter how hard we gave and worked, they were never going to be satisfied IMO. They constantly blamed us for things we had no control over so they would not have to take responsibility for the dumb things they said or didn't accomplish.

No, this man never did contact me with an answer to any of my questions. Just shows me what he's made of and what he's not.

I really was set free from all things way with this exchange. I really no longer care why me, why my child, why anything. I'm really just thankful to be making my own decisions and living my own life. I've found a wonderful church family and community and I have great peace and joy in my life.

The friends I had before the way have been slowly finding me and returning to my life. I'm so much better off without the way international.

Thanks for asking.

Thanks for answering. I'm glad your life is so much better. I'm also glad you only had a day or so in residence. It just would have wasted more of your time on the road to recovery.

I think I know the man you are talking about. I always had the impression his wife didn't love him. She always seemed to be annoyed at him, and I saw her cringe once when he touched her shoulder. He seemed afraid of her, like he knew he was on shaky ground. She in turn would teach and speed talk with a southern accent. I never got what was supposed to be so great about them. He rambled. In my opinion.

It's interesting really. When twi wanted to mark and avoid his kid-they stopped "standing" with twi. They could dish it out but they couldn't take it. In my opinion.

They only agreed when the abuse was aimed at others, even relished in it. In my opinion. Then suddenly became offended when they had to walk in the shoes of people they themselves have abused. In my opinion. He seemed to be so enamored with LCM, even put up with all those dumb Texas jokes. In my opinion, he was probably lost for a long time with no one to worship. In my opinion, this was a man with not much quality of life or integrity.

Your email probably left him shaking in his shoes. Too much of a coward to apologize for abusing a woman and her son. He didn't forget what he did. He's just too weak of a man to make it right. Of course this is all just my opinion.

I appreciate your posts, I think when other people realize that you recovered from this atrocity, they might think it's possible for them to recover too.

Best wishes to you Bowtwi, Bow jr. and Princess.

I was "privvy" to this. It happened at lunch one day (in an outside tent). I was there to volunteer for camps. We were working very hard and actually it was very fun. I got close to the other volunteers. The CC and his wife at this location in my opinion were very egotistical, full of themselves and manipulating. But they were very popular, people seemed to worship them and hang on their every word. But I could see something strange and scary going on. There were people(and I never knew who they were) that would report to the cc's things other people said and did. The situations I knew of were exagerated. The wife of the CC once acted like she was getting revelation, when in truth someone had reported it to her. She was actually worse than the husband. I saw their kids misbehave and frequently be disrespectful. (Behavior that would not have been tolerated by anyone else.)

Well anyway, we were all in a flutter because the MOG was coming all the way from HQ. We worked very very hard to make everything perfect. That day at lunch, the CC got up to confront us. He didn't yell but he was so demeaning. He told us how terrible we had all done, the place was in a shambles, we were not believing, we were selfish, we did not know how to bless people and had really hurt the heart of the MOG who had come all that way to see us. He wouldn't be surprised if the MOG turned around and left because of how off we were. (This was the gist of it, I don't remember it word for word at this point.)

In the distance we could see this MOG coming towards the tent in a golf cart so he stopped talking. When this MOG came in he told everyone how glad he was to see us all, what a great job we had done, he was so proud of the location because of our hard work, he felt so loved and welcomed, he would not want to be any other place but where he was now. He then shared a funny story of how he had locked himself out of his cabin in the middle of the night and had fun hanging out with bless patrol because his wife could not hear him knocking on the door.

The CC sat there with a frozen smile on his face. I saw him for the deceitful and dishonest man he was. He was just trying to bully us and it backfired on him. I knew it wasn't the first time he had lied to manipulate and degrade people. I wonder if his wife had fed him that though, I wouldn't have put it past her. She was a piece of work in my opinion.

Point being-it was a priceless moment.

Absolutely true and lived to see it. (Never got my t-shirt though) When our branch coordinator quit, all of the advanced class grads in the state were called together and screamed at for half an hour for not seeing this coming. Uh, this was our LC, who lived 10 minutes from the guy and talked to him daily. But the people who never met him and lived an hour away should have gotten revelation? Only in TWI-land.

JT

Yeah, AS IF! any of you would have ever been welcome to express an opinion about one of the elite. I once, being very naive mentioned after a meeting how the leadership in the room were "Off the word" for suggesting we pray for certain people to change or die. Well, that one got around and was I ever ripped to shreds.

Then later when it was confronted by the really big leadership that believers should not have been involved with that, they all acted like they had been offended at the mere thought of praying for someone to die. No apologies to me or pats on the back for seeing this coming.

What happens when narcisists are confronted.

Moments I enjoyed:

• First week of first year: potatoes had been lifted out of the ground on some field near the hen house. We were all invited to volunteer for work picking up the potatoes. We new recruits soon found that volunteer meant do it anyway. But it was one of those lovely golden evenings and it was soooo nice being out in the field. (Cleaning out the hen house during the same evening wasn't quite so much fun.)
• Cleaning out Emporia (Euphoria, LOL!) ready for the auction. We worked hard. At least this work had purpose, unlike much "busy-work". The CC was very relaxed and we had some great evenings telling stories and roasting marshmallows.
• Scrubbing dusty chairs outside Founders in readiness for the Rock - a brilliantly sunny day - just great for a water fight with the hose!

And this one:

• Swimming was banned after dark in the pond near the Wierwille household on the grounds it might disturb Mrs. W. Well, it was a really hot night and being the rebellious sort, I led a younger Corps friend into error by proposing a quiet swim. Nobody ever found out (confession time here!!!) and it was really lovely.

Not quite the same category as the early posts on this thread, hardly even "priceless" but memorable good times nonetheless.

This was a nice and sweet post. I think it is important to share good things we remember too. As for Mrs. W, I wonder if it would have really bothered her for people to awim at night or if others decided that for her. I saw a lot of that going on. Some legalistic person would resent others having fun and make up a rule in the name of someone. Just wondering.

We had a weekend long "break you" session, with guards at the doors, in FLO. FLO was a "leadership" training program that was loosely fashioned after the first couple years of Way Corpse. ( 2 year in-res., food co-op, communal living arrangements, "run to the tree and back", 5:30 AM fellowship, night twigs, work assignments, isolationism, blah, blah, blah, blah.) It was out in the middle of Podunkville.

I never heard the session given a name, but the accounts I have read describing Momentus sound strikingly similar.

To say we were yelled and screamed at would be a gross understatement.

At one point I was asked to stand in front and answer a rather vague question.

I prefaced my response with, "I think---".

I never got to give my actually response because the person doing the interrogation immediately proceeded to verbally rip me to shreds and humiliate me in front of 50 other people. No one got missed that weekend. One person "snapped" and was never the same again for the duration of the program.

Is that the kind of stuff you're talking about?

Yes. That's something, I never heard of FLO. Thanks for sharing.

I once stepped on a hive of yellow jackets during a limb picnic. I was @13 and wasn't goofing off or anything. I got stood up in front of the Limb and was reproved, everyone was told not to feel bad for me because I was out of fellowship. My father stood up their and ensured I complied with whatever the Limb coordinator said.

To this day my folks can only see the LOVE the Limb coordinator had for me. @#$&*! love.

I'm so sorry to hear that. Did anyone show you any compassion? I take it your parents are still in?

The post about Oakspears 8 year anniversary got me thinking. Does anyone know of any situations where someone chose TWI over their spouse and are now alone and regretful? I know of someone who let others decide about the one she loved. She chose TWI and let him go. He married someone else and is very happy. She isn't, she regrets it deeply. I think this happened a lot. Any stories of this out there?

I was reading some old posts about a man who was ripped to shreads at a Twig Coord meeting at the ROA . I thought it would be interesting to hear from people who were at meetings where someone was humiliated or verbally assaulted. Doesn't matter if the meeting was small or big. I was at several, sometimes I was the one being yelled at. One time I was yelled at in front of everyone because I suggested we ask the person we were talking about what their opinion was on the matter. I was yelled at until I couldn't see straight. How dare! I suggest that person had the right to have any input. So weird. Took a long time to recover from. What have been your experiences?

I recently have been "found" by my dear friend that had spoken with the then-family corps coordinator that marked and avoided my son and me, throwing us out of the cult over false accusations almost 15 years ago. My friend and I had lost touch over the years and she just found me a couple months ago.

This reunion inspired me to write that man and see if he had anything to say to me and my son, now that he's been out of the cult for years too. I figured I was finally ready to hear what he might say, really thinking he'd say something like it was all a mess and no, we didn't really believe you and your son were doing what we said we believed you were doing. I don't know really what I expected, but here's what I got.

I wrote him on Jan. 23. He wrote me back a week later. 3 days after that, I wrote him again, "filling him in" as he'd asked. Today is Mar 15 and I've still not heard back from him. I was hoping to post a report of some closure. Actually, I am reporting closure, but not thanks to his input.

The very second I hit the Send button on the "filling him in e-mail", I felt a huge weight lift off my shoulders. I hadn't contacted him sooner than this because I wasn't ready to "let him or twi off the hook". If he apologized to me and asked my forgiveness, I would have given it - but somehow I felt like I didn't have to forgive him until he asked me to. Surely he knew what he said and did to me (and my son), surely it wasn't THAT common a thing he had to do in his job - or was it? Nah, couldn't be. Now I'm thinking maybe it was!

I've concluded that for myself, I have come to believe that I didn't want to give that man an opportunity to apologize to me and my son until I was good and ready to forgive him and twi. In my own little corner of the world, I wasn't letting him off the hook that easily. They absolutely DESTROYED my world with their false accusations.

I was going to hold my grudge until he sought me out and asked my forgiveness! When that dawned on me, I realized that I was still giving them power over me and my peace of mind, my future, my kids' lives…

I felt like a fool for being sucked into this cult. I felt like a bad mom for dragging my precious son into it. I felt like a bad wife for divorcing my husband because twi told me to. I felt like I got caught being needy, weak, spiritually immature, all sorts of negatives that I COULDN'T forgive myself for.

What I didn't notice until reading in the current forgiveness thread, was that I hadn't forgiven MYSELF and I wasn't going to even be able to forgive myself until I forgave them! As long as I was focussed on what they'd done to me, I wasn't seeing what I'd done to me by giving them that power over me.

As long as I continued holding my grudge against him and them, I didn't have to face my part in it. As long as he (they) never repented and asked my forgiveness, this resentment and hard heartedness would continue in me. I never had to look at how I contributed to my situation. It was just "all their fault".

I deliberately decided that whether or not I ever heard back an apology from him, I was taking my power back.

It no longer matters to me if I ever hear back from him. I've forgiven him, twi, and best of all, ME. I'm thrilled with the way I feel inside now. I had been carrying around tons of guilt that I really didn't need to carry - for years and years.

Sure, I'd like to hear why they did what they did to me and my son, but it no longer matters to me. It used to be very important to me. I feel truly liberated in a way I hadn't realized I wasn't free. I feel like my healing has really stepped up a notch here. Now I feel free-er than ever!

I changed only the names of the people named to their twi position in this exchange.

On Jan 23, 2008, M&A'd One wrote:

> Family Corp Coord,

>

> My name is M&A'd One. I'm writing to ask you if you'd be so

> kind as to tell me a few things so that I can put away some of my

> history and my son's.

>

> I was told years ago that you made it a point to speak to those

> that wanted to speak with you in cases like ours. I have no idea

> if you still do or not, nor do I know if you even remember us. At

> the time I was told that, I felt unable to speak graciously with you.

>

> I would prefer e-mail contact if it's all the same to you, if

> you're even up for any discussion with me.

>

> Thank you,

>

M&A'd one

On 1/30/08, Family Corps Coord wrote:

Don't remember. Fill me in. I'm kind of at a loss why you figure

what I think even matters.

On 2/2/08, M&A'd One wrote:

Specifically, I mean to ask why me and my son, as well as who did the false accusations come from.

We had been wows in Santa Fe, NM that last year of the wow program. That was also my apprentice year. I spoke with Cabinet Member at the rock, told him I felt it would have been best for me to take a second apprentice year as I still had some debt to handle for my son's hospitalization while we were wow. He convinced me that God wanted me in THAT corps, that year, that God had big plans for me. I found someone to take over my payments on that debt while I would be in residence.

I went into residence and was thrilled that you were the coordinator, although when I heard Former Family Corps Coords weren't staying on as corps coordinators I was disappointed. I had met you when you came to my home state to visit your son in the hospital. I had been impressed with you and you were, in my opinion, a great man of God. I couldn't wait to learn at your feet.

I ate breakfast at the head table with you and the Asst Family Corps Coords, feeling like I was right where God wanted me and when my first assignment in residence was to clean toilets I was thankful for the opportunity. Within 30 minutes of starting that assignment I was summoned to the president's parlor where you first demanded that I not speak a single word, as anything I would say would be a lie. You went on, in front of my beloved Asst Corps Coords, to chew me up and spit me out like I'd never been talked to in all my life.

You accused my son of being a homosexual child molester, said you had a drawing of my son with some boy's "dick in his mouth" and refused to tell me who said such things about my son. You accused me of trying to "sneak this contamination" onto your campus and made it very clear that I was no longer welcome at the way and that God was onto me and you guys there weren't fooled either. You "allowed" me one hour to pack up and get off "your campus". You demanded that I go to the high school and get my "piece of dang" son. You said that if I ran true to form I would be badmouthing the ministry within 24 hours.

You broke me. I drove about a half mile from the campus after Asst Family Corps Coord packed me up, as I was physically and emotionally destroyed, unable to pack myself.

I barely made it to the school, where I asked my son about the sex he'd been having. I tried to call headquarters and talk to TWI President or someone who could help us get to the bottom of this misunderstanding. Trunk Coord finally took the call and attacked us some more, insisting that we had best not go over there, as there were armed guards patrolling the grounds on the lookout for us, with pictures of me and my 13-year-old son. We were clearly no longer welcome at the way.

That same week, a friend of mine from home that had never been involved in the way, called me at the Indiana campus and was given to you. You used the most vile language she had ever heard in her life, shocked her to think you were a minister speaking that way, and said that you told her if she thought I was so great she should go to FL and bed down with me - that I was a lesbian.

My questions for you are simply:

1. Where did you get this information about my son and me?

2. Why were we singled out and falsely accused?

Family Corps Coord, my son was not nor is he a homosexual. IF he were, I'd love him just the same. He is not, though, and those were false accusations. I believed in the way ministry and the way corps program and taught my son as I believed.

We were completely destroyed by your words. We were never given the opportunity to face our accusers or answer to the accusations.

It took me years to understand that the way was not what I had believed it to be. I sunk my whole heart and soul into that ministry, as I believe you did.

Please help me put these last pieces to rest so I can put that away once and for all.

It's what you thought then, not what you think now, that I'm asking. I don't imagine you believe now what you did then. At least I hope not, for your sake. I believe at this point that you were "just doing your job" and following what you were instructed to do in your position at the time. I see you as no more guilty than I was when I avoided others who had been falsely accused before me.

I bear no ill will toward you. I'm simply trying to put closure to that horrific experience my son and I survived.

M&A'd One

Dear Bowtwi,

I read your posts about what happened to you and your son. You are an amazing woman to have survived and forgiven all of that. You are an inspiration to all of us. I'm glad your dear friend found you. She was pivotal in helping you understand what was really true. I was wondering if this man ever acknowledged your second letter or tried to make ammends. I hope you don't mind me asking. CrystalCB.

So sorry about your wife. Her choice, but they will have to answer for their part in the breakdown.

But elsewhere you've said she's also out now, isn't she?

This comment got me thinking. I wonder how many people who chose twi over their spouses now live in deep regret and are lonely. What a terrible and wrong choice to have made.

We were at that meeting, what a blast from the past this brings up, wowzers.

(hey, why are we all in bold in this thread?_

It would be interesting to see how many people could post about a meeting they were at where a leader got out of control and humiliated or verbally assaulted someone in front of everybody.

I'd love to know where that guy is now. (I bet he wasn't at the ROA that night after that!)

Does anyone know? I hope he recovered quickly.

<BLOCKQUOTE class="ip-ubbcode-quote"><font size="-1">quote:</font><HR>from Cherished Child on the "CES Name Change Thread"

STFU---Now that reminds me of a story, a true one, actually. Some of you might have even been present when this went down: Rock of Ages, just before LCM cancelled the WOW program. There was a meeting held in the Living Room Tent for Twig Coordinators and persons interested in becoming one. LCM, Howard, and several big wigs were seated in wing chairs on the stage. There were teachings and "sharings" and, at the end, people were encouraged to line up at a microphone set up near the stage to share their thoughts on Twig Coordination. Quite a line formed and several folks got up and proceeded to kiss butt big time, telling LCM and the BOT how blessed they were to be leading God's people in such a wonderful mininstry, and "God Bless Rev. Martindale and the BOT", etc... A few had some simple and rather innocuous questions about the logistics of submitting certain forms, etc.

Then this one WOW came to the mike. He was wearing one of the arm bands they use to give to people who were committed to going WOW for the upcoming year. He got about six or seven words out of his mouth---something like, "We need to...(do such in such)". I didn't even understand the last couple of words, because LCM reared up and shouted into his mike, "SHUT THE FU#K UP!" An audible gasp rippled through the room. Then Craig went on to tell this guy that it was NOT this guy's place to say what "We needed to do"---it was his (Craig's) and the BOT's. Then he said a couple of other things that I don't quite remember. The room was so silent for a couple of seconds, you could hear a pin drop. But then the humiliated WOW recovered from his shock and got MAD! He tore off that arm band, threw it on the ground and stormed out of the tent. By now, waves of whispers and gasps were rippling throughout the room. People were honestly in total shock, because this whole scene just came out of nowhere. To say that this incident sent me into a spiritual and emotional tailspin, would be to put it lightly.

LCM motioned for John Reynolds (I think it was him) (I remember Larry Panarello) to go after this guy. Then LCM turned to address the room, which I'm sure he could see was still shell shocked. First, he apologized for his choice of language ("because there were children in the room"). Then he went on to elaborate upon why he had been totally right to shut this guy down. Needless to say, the meeting ended pretty soon after this.<HR></BLOCKQUOTE>I was at that meeting also. The pattern that it set, at least in my area, was that whoever was running a meeting could do or say whatever they wanted. Martindale said that whoever was running the meeting (in that case, him) had free reign. I saw "leaders" take this attitude often, especially in "confrontation" meetings.

Martindale...he should have been a diplomat :D -->

In theory, there is no difference between theory and practice...but in practice there is

Oakspear <!--graemlin::cool:-->

[This message was edited by Oakspear on December 19, 2003 at 18:41.]

Interesting. I was at this meeting too and always had the impression the man about to share hadn't done a thing wrong. I was mortified for him, and it contributed to my fear of speaking up honestly.

I do know of some come upance stories. I know of some tyranical leaders that have found out "the world" isn't just waiting to give them these great jobs. They spent so many years chastising others, they are shocked to find out nobody is going to pay them to do that. They have struggled to support themselves.

Fear of making a wrong decision never allowed for making a real decision. How can you learn from experience if you're never allowed to be wrong?

Very true. Ironically, when people lord over or at best hover-you feel wrong all the time even if their motive is to protect you.

It took me a while to not stress so much about making decisions. I had been "reproved" over so many silly things that most normal people wouldn't have thought twice about. Yet I was worn down having to "rethink" even the most minor of decisions I had made. It left me not even wanting to choose what restaurant to go to because it seemed like too much of a responsibility. What if it didn't "bless" everyone?

This is tragic and heartbreaking. . . it is so horrible. . . shame on those who ripped her to shreds. . . shame on all of them and those who continue to support this group. What kind of people do this? This really makes me sick. I hope her loved ones never heard.

Sadly, I think they did. Her husband was given a copy of the tape to listen to. I really hope her parents were not sent a copy. It was pretty horrible. She was a very sweet and kind girl. Just trying to please God and everyone. If she really did overwork herself, it was because she misunderstood something and was only trying to do the right thing. She was a very pure hearted young girl.

The kind of people who do these things are the kind of people who have no clue about God and are terrible at representing him. But they present themselves as if they are holy. Been going on for centuries. It's just startling and dissapointing when we realize the organization we were attached to was not immune from this.