dabobbada

what's bulga wheat?

Bulgur wheat is a cracked, parboiled, dried wheat which is a common ingredient in middle eastern foods. It's a good breakfast food like oatmeal, and makes a good substitute for quick rice. Of course it highly favored by vegetarians.

bobba dabobbada

Mid level manager,

US Dept. of Knowitalls

:)

Mmmmmmmmmmm....., mung beans!

Funny thread.

In the early mid-seventies, for most americans, tacos were exotic and mild salsa was overly spicy.

Speaking of yogurt, you had only two choices, Dannon or nothing, providing you had ever heard of yogurt.

Dannon had recently built a yogurt plant in Minster, Ohio and someone from twi worked there. With vp's healthy eating policies for the in residence personnel, it fit together like a hand in a condom.

err,...

whatever that handjob saying was that the ol' croc used to say.

(I really did love those brawn bars.)

Thought I would try my hand at poetry...

Wierwille had a little weenie, its juice was white as snow;

And everywhere that Wierwille went, the weenie was sure to grow.

He plumped it in the motorcoach, which was against the rules;

It made the girls all cry and say, that weenie isn't cool.

And yet The Teacher kept it up, and still he hovered near,

And waited patiently about till another girl did appear.

"Why does the weenie love me so?" the moaning girls all cried;

"It's good to be alive, you know" The Teacher did reply.

It is good to be the king. <_<

Hell no. Now, I am absolutely in amazement that TWI has not sued SOWERS. They have sued others for less. Perhaps they don't want to go after little Wierwille because of all the negative ramifications of suing Wierwilles? I dunno.

RosyLie has made the ol' croc into the GOD of TWI.

And every syrupy sweet, proper, well bred, and god fearing southern belle can tell you; y'all don't mess with the grandson of god. <_<

(Even vp would be horrified at what she has done to his legacy.) :blink:

Oh golly gee kris,

Thou great keeper of chocolate covered Yaks and anointed cutter of many a hoary head.

It does dapropheta's heart good to be still worthy of mythic praise.

Thank you.

Let us pour a pint of Guinness,

And raise a toast to THE... er,.. THEE!

:B)

Yeaaah.. boy!

The Loy'd Craig Martindale...,

A true Athlete of the Spurt.

<_<

And all he needed was to abuse the glory of our freedom in Christ to make it happen.

No no no! Don't look at the man... um, dev... ohhh, alllright,... RosyLie, behind the curtain!!!

PIFFLE

"Promotes harmony in the home"

Actually that is true! :o

Dat's Riight!

BUT,... it must be understood within the chapters and verses,.. and the contexts floating around in the ol' crocs... er, ol' docs noggin. To him, perfect harmony was Mrs. W at home, and him getting his lusts met anyway he could do it elsewhere.

Perfect harmony.

Another example for those who need further explanation:

Craig likes girls...

Donna likes girls...

So she shouldn't mind that he finds it elsewhere.

Perfect harmony.

<_<

Warning!!!

Do not click link unless you need a little musical (semi related) diversion!

Thanks Waysider,

That was good, kind of a blend of jazz, blues, country. they had some nice Gibsons.

I listened to several other songs too, the man is seriously funny.

Ham and waysider,

You must be true believers of K-PAX.

:biglaugh:

For the uninitiated, the movie K-PAX had an ancient alien visitor in a modern day US asylum who spoke to his doctor about how the universe operated.

K-PAXian theology taught that the universe ran in a ever continuing cycle of big bang, expanding, then collapsing back to the pre-bang. Then doing it over and over again in a never ending cycle. Every cycle is exactly the same, all history is the same. When it finally gets around to you, Attila , Napoleon and Hitler will have already made their contributions to society.

You will be be born in the same place at the same minute on the same day as you have for five thousand times already and will for countless infinities of times yet to come, over trillions of eons into the future. On such a day you will eat a bowl of grapenuts at 7:30, go to work at 8:59, spill coffee over your keyboard at 3:47 and beat your dog with the newspaper at 5:43 because of the endless repetition of the universe.

In spite of this revelation K-PAX tries to get his caretaker to reconcile with his estranged son, breaking with the preset destiny.

...or is it?!

The K-PAX theology given above is also from the Hindu religion. They have the same creation theory and even their chief gods do not know of the eternal re-cycling until he learns it from an older god.

So kids,...

Whatever happens has already happened and will happen again for countless eternities, so eat drink and be merry, for tomorrow you die and will be born again... and again... and again.......

:blink: :wacko:

teachme,

Pretty good work, by the way.

teachmevp,

WARNING: For the overly serious, the following instruction is presented with a thoroughly implanted tongue-in-cheek.

When I first showed up at WayDale, back when computers were a series of beads on a series of strings on a little square frame, I used to write like you. My paragraphs were pages long and hard to read because of the incredible density of all those letters in such a small space. Many feared me because they could not see the whites of my pages.

Finally some kind person had the unmitigated gall to inform me of the difficulty they had trying to read my blatherings and said it would be really nice if I broke the paragraphs down to small, simple, easy to read partitions so they didn't get lost before they got mid-way through even my small paragraphs.

So I grudgingly conceded to the great unwashed masses and broke down my massive super paragraphs into smaller mini-paras and not only found the masses loved me, but that I also suffered much less eyestrain reading my own prodigious printed ponderings.

(OK, they really only liked me a little bit more, and some even muttered: "So that is what he meant!")

If you are like me, you probably think in long paragraphs because to you, your subject matter is one big thought. Break it down even if it doesn't make paragraphical sense just so it is easier to read and thusly to understand.

Understanding is what you want to achieve.

Besides what you see in my structure above, I will break up your starting work so you can see and consider the difference:

Paul’s usage of the Greek word for body is “soma.” “Soma” is not something external to a man himself, something he has, it is what he is. Indeed, “soma” is the nearest equivalent to our word personality. To believe in the resurrection of the “soma,” means to believe that my human self, the human being that “I” am, will be restored to life again. I will not be someone different from who I am now, but I will be exclusively myself.

God has committed himself to preserving my individuality, personality, and character. The term body “soma” is simply a synonym for “person.” The goal of God’s redemption is not the destruction of his first creation, but its restoration to its original perfection.

This is why the Scripture speaks of the resurrection of the body “soma” rather than of the creation of new beings. Both death and resurrection affect the total person “soma.” The resurrected persons “soma” will be the same individuals as those who existed previously on earth.

Being created in the image of God means that we must view ourselves as intrinsically valuable and richly invested with meaning, potentially and responsibilities. We are to be and to do on a finite scale, what God is and does on an infinite scale. By virtue of being created in the image of God, human beings are capable of reflecting his character in their own life;

animals possess none of these qualities. What distinguishes people from animals is the fact that human nature inherently has godlike possibilities. Omniscience omnipotence, or omnipresence, none of these other divine attributes have been ascribed to man as part of the image of God.

We have been created to reflect God in our thinking and actions, but the physical sustained by God and dependent upon him for our existence in this world and in the world to come. Developing a godly character in this present life, this will be our personal identity in the world to come. It is the character or personality that we have developed in this life, that God preserves in his memory.

Breath of life and the living soul; man’s soul is in his blood and indeed his blood is his soul. He is kept in being [alive] as a living soul by the inhalation of oxygen out of the air. Man’s soul depends on this intake of oxygen and the blood, but the cessation of breathing results in the death of the soul, because the blood, which is equated with the soul, no longer receives the oxygen that is so vital for life.

Breathing is seen as a manifestation of the sustaining power of God. Man became a living soul does not mean that at creation his body was endowed with an immortal soul, a separate entity, distinct from the body. Rather, it means that as a result of the divine inbreathing of the “breath of life” into the lifeless body, man became a living, breathing being.

The heart began to beat, the blood to circulate, the brain to think, and all the vital signs of life were activated. A living soul means a living being. Not through the implantation of an immaterial, immortal soul into his material, mortal body, but through the animating principle of life “breath of life” conferred on him by God himself.

In the Old Testament, the word “sheol” is the underground depository of the dead. There are no immaterial, immortal souls in sheol, simply because the soul does not survive the death of the body. Nowhere in the Old Testament is the abode of the dead regarded as a place of punishment or torment.

The concept of an infernal ‘hell’ developed in Israel only during the Hellenistic period. The condition of the dead in sheol, the realm of the dead, is one of unconsciousness, inactivity, a rest or sleep that will continue until they are resurrected. The prospect that one day a vast number of people will be consigned to the everlasting torment of hell is most disturbing.

Traditionalists read “eternal punishment” as “eternal punishing.” When the adjective “aionios” meaning eternal or everlasting, is used in the Greek with nouns of action, it has reference to the result of the action, not the process. The wicked will not be passing through a process of punishment forever, but will be punished once and for all with eternal results.

The destruction of the wicked is eternal “aionios,” not because the process of destruction continues forever, but because the results are permanent. “Eternal” often refers to the permanence of the result, rather than the continuation of a process. It is evident that the fire that destroyed Sodom and Gomorrah is eternal, not because of its duration, but because of its permanent results.

“And others save with fear, pulling them out of the fire” (Jude 23a). The fire to which Jude refers is obviously the same kind of fire that consumed Sodom and Gomorrah. It is evident that the fire that destroyed Sodom and Gomorrah is eternal, not because of its duration, but because of its permanent results.

It is important to note that the Greek word “aionios” literally means “lasting for an age.” Roman emperors being described as “aionios”; what is meant is that they held their office for life.

Unfortunately, the English words “eternal” or “everlasting” do not accurately render the meaning of “aionios”, which literally means “age-lasting.” The notion of the eternal torment of the wicked can only be defended by accepting the Greek view of the immortality and indestructibility of the soul, a concept which is foreign to Scripture. Everlasting torture is intolerable from a moral point of view, because it pictures God acting like a bloodthirsty monster who maintains an everlasting Auschwitz for his enemies, whom he does not even allow to die.

Consider the moral implications of the traditional view of hell, which depicts God as a cruel torturer who torments the wicked throughout all eternity. The thought of such a torment being deliberately inflicted by divine decree, is totally incompatible with the idea of God as infinite love.

Many Christians will be sorely disappointed to discover that their beliefs in the afterlife are a delusion. When this happens, it will cause personal crisis to Christians accustom to believing that at death their souls break loose from their bodies and continue to exist either in Heaven or in the torment of Hell. Redemption is the restoration of the whole person, and not the salvation of the soul apart from the body.

If at death the soul of the believer goes up immediately to Heaven to be with Jesus, one hardly can have any real sense of expectation for Jesus to come down to raise the dead believers that were in Jesus, and transform the living believers that are in Jesus.

Traditionally, evangelical and other religious persuasions teach, that at the resurrection, their material bodies are reunited with their souls, thus intensifying the pleasure of Heaven or the pain of Hell. Why are evangelicals so adamant in refusing to reconsider the Biblical teachings on the restoration of the whole person?

To abandon souls being reunited with their bodies, also entails abandoning a whole cluster of doctrines resulting form it. The total impact of dividing humans into body and soul has promoted all sorts of false dichotomies in Scripture. To be an “Evangelical” means to uphold certain fundamental traditional doctrines without questioning. Any one who dares to question the Biblical validity of a traditional doctrine can become suspect as a “heretic.”

It is impossible to estimate the far-reaching impact that the doctrine of unending hellfire has had throughout the centuries in justifying religious intolerance, torture, and the burning of “heretics.” The rationale is simple: If God is going to burn heretics in Hell for all eternity, why shouldn’t the church burn them to death now?

Anyway look at it and think it over. I think you will find this much easier for others and you to read.

(Some other paragraphic mega-builders might also consider this too.)

teachmevp,

The second death has long been an area of interest to me. It is mentioned only four times, all of them in the book of Revelations.

The number and where they are highly significant in themselves. 4 is the number of man, 6 is man's number in his current fallen state as I remember. And the book of Revelations is the only book devoted to future events yet to come.

Here are the four references;

Rev 2:11

11 He that hath an ear, let him hear what the Spirit saith unto the churches; He that overcometh shall not be hurt of the second death.

KJV

Rev 20:6

6 Blessed and holy is he that hath part in the first resurrection: on such the second death hath no power,

KJV

Rev 20:12-21:1

12 And I saw the dead, small and great, stand before God; and the books were opened: and another book was opened, which is the book of life: and the dead were judged out of those things which were written in the books, according to their works.

13 And the sea gave up the dead which were in it; and death and hell delivered up the dead which were in them: and they were judged every man according to their works.

14 And death and hell were cast into the lake of fire. This is the second death.

15 And whosoever was not found written in the book of life was cast into the lake of fire.

KJV

Rev 21:8

8 But the fearful, and unbelieving, and the abominable, and murderers, and whoremongers, and sorcerers, and idolaters, and all liars, shall have their part in the lake which burneth with fire and brimstone: which is the second death.

KJV

The greek words are plain, simple words which mean exactly 'second' and 'death.'

If you look at them...

The first is a warning,

and the second is a promised guarantee.

The third and fourth are both used as the meaning and finality of the term; lake of fire.

Something said twice is supposed to establish that it will come to pass.

(The numerology is half remembered, but based on Bullinger, not twi.)

To me, it has always been simple and straightforward and sensible.

Does it make sense....

That a loving God has a place he has a large part of his creation living in eternal torment?

That a perfect and sinless God has a place in His universal being for a pustular pimple of evil and pain and misery festering on forever?

No! It does not.

Moreover, when people have suffered the worlds evil, great torment, excruciating pain, whether evil or illness, when there has been no hope for better, how many have begged for death's release from their afflictions.

(All of which were much less torment than eternity in hell will have them suffer.)

But the ordinary man of the sin nature, though he dislikes acknowledging God, still cannot bear extinction, so he rationalizes hell ain't so bad. He will still be ALIVE and so busy shaking hands with all his friends and won't notice his feet are cinders and the fire has reached his knees.

That man better start protecting his most prized private parts or the devil may having his fried mountain oysters for lunch.

I have more, but I am tired.

excie,

I will include here what I thought of writing in your "are the dead alive" thread, but you were wanting experiences, not doctrine, so I passed then.

excie,

Never ever let go of the hope, the absolute basis of Christianity is that the hope is true, based on the works of Jesus Christ.

You asked if you could see God. Scripture says if He were to show his true majesty, it would melt the universe, let alone your face. But it also says we will see Him face to face. ( l Cor 13:12) He can easily take on a form we will see and be blessed by.

On the judgement day, certainly those who stand before the throne will see the judge.

The prosecutor, lucifer. The defense council, Jesus. :)

(A side thought;

If lucifer had known the full majesty and glory of God, he would never have been stupid enough to try to overthrow God. What lucifer had seen must have been enough that to that point God was big enough to be the boss, but not so big that lucifer could not beat Him and take over His throne.)

Keep the hope sweetheart, dear and precious and close to your heart. ;)

I had two obvious episodes with angels, one seen in a vision of sorts, and one I felt.

I said obvious, because I believe we have all, probably many times, entertained angels unawares as the saying goes.

There was this young lady who kept vacillating between us and our arch rivals who also tended to get her into mischief. She went out on a double blind date with one of those friends from the other side. It turned out the dates were drug dealers and pimps out to recruit new girls. Totally freaked, she called me from an auto dealership they used as a front, wanting me to come get her.

I told her to remember what we had taught about God being bigger than the pimp's god, and to imagine a wall of protection between her and them and then did a short prayer for her safety. While I was praying, I got this image of her staring out of the front window of the dealership.

Then I saw this little angel about 16 inches tall sitting centered on the back of her shoulder, protecting her head. He was just kind of sitting there facing a rear door, relaxed, smiling, slaping his left hand with what amounted to a small bat. Immediately, I felt at ease and peaceful. I told the girl about the angel and her being safe, and went to get her.

By the size of the angel, he was doing no big thing.

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The 'felt' incident happened a few years later. I was married, living in Columbus, Ohio, and we had a fairly new Toyota my wife was really proud of. The weekend day before had been the coldest on record for the area. This Monday morning rose nearly as cold as the day before. My VW would not start and my wife reluctantly gave me her car keys. The Toyota started up slowly too, but it started up.

We lived on the northeast corner of Columbus, and I needed to get to the Grandview Heights area, to the west of downtown to work.

My route was to go west on the I-270 outerbelt until I got to State Road 315, which is like an interstate highway into that area west of downtown.

Basically, it was like 4 and 6 lane interstate all the way to work. A 16 mile, 20-30 minute journey each way every day.

This very cold morning, the car never did warm up, and the suspension felt stiff all the way. The road had been plowed and salted, but it was too cold for the salt to do it's job. There were many really slick black ice patches too.

All 16 miles had cars stalled and abandoned by the side of the road like I've never seen before or since. Traffic was moderate and going slower than usual because of the ice patches, but still doing about 50 miles per hour. Me too.

After getting off onto SR 315 south, I put myself in the middle lane, following by a couple hundred yards, a yellow VW. About one mile south, I looked in my mirror to see relatively heavy traffic a quarter mile behind me.

Looking forward again, I see the VW swerve and start to spin at about 360 degrees very two seconds, slowly heading to the right side of the road, aimed at an abandoned Buick on the side. Before I could react, I hit the ice and started to spin too, also toward that Buick.

There I was, getting that panoramic 360 degree view every two seconds, and I could see that not only was I still heading toward that Buick, but I was also gaining on the the yellow VW. Knowing my car was out of control, I rested my noggin on the headrest and watched the scenery go by. I started a little conversation with God reminding Him that Lori really really liked this car and thanked him taking good care of it. As the yellow VW blurred by, I thanked God for taking care of the VW too since I have always loved that breed. I then relaxed, closed my eyes and gave it up to God.

The next spin around as I calculated it, I would hit the V-Dub and then we would hit the Buick.

I felt a bump as if someone had put their foot in front of my right rear tire. Opening my eyes, there I was traveling straight down the middle lane at 45 miles per hour. As I regained control of my breathing I looked in the mirror to see the V-Dub, safe, whole and pulling to the side in front of the Buick. Further back, the traffic, being warned by two spinning cars had slowed considerably and safely traveled the ice patch.

In spite of the bitter cold, the rest of my day went wonderfully.

To God be the Glory!

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I agree with Excie; as long as the catholic church still exists, twi won't even get on the radar. I bet Jerry Sandusky never got anyone born again.

johniam,

That is absolutely not what excie is saying.

It has nothing to do with the greatness or insignificance of the organization or not. Is a sin less a sin because it was done in small church rather that a large one? Is a sin less a sin because because it was done by a believer rather than an unbeliever?

Whether someone is raped or molested by a priest, by Sandusky, by uncle harry or daddy or by vp, is the damage to that persons body and soul any less?

Who will God hate more, a 'natural man' molesting someone, or someone who is proclaiming himself to be god's personal representative who is molesting a child of God?

Matt 18:6

But whoso shall offend one of these little ones which believe in me, it were better for him that a millstone were hanged about his neck, and he were drowned in the depth of the sea.

Now, if that weren't enough in itself, way teachings were that if a man of god allowed the devil just a little opening into his life, it set things up for the devil to get bigger and more evil into the man-o-gods life.

That may just have something to do with why twi started out so sweet and became progressively more legalistic and evil as it matured into RosyLie's personal vision of twi.

Here is a place I would like to go for a vacation. Good fun. Good fellowship. Ron Gillespie. See you there.

Redneck mud park

I've seen the Redneck Resort on TV, it looks the fun place.

Where would I like to go;

I'd like to go back to where I was before my illnesses disabled me.

My favorite place is Ludington, Michigan. Half way up Lake Michigan and on the shore. (My dad's hometown.)

Thailand and Okinawa were wonderful places to spend a year or two in the early seventies.

To tell the truth, anywhere you are at, it will be as wonderful or miserable as you make it.

That is the most certain thing I learned while in the service to my country, and again in service to twi.

I remember when the BRC had about a seventy other participants..

how many other could a National Home hold room for?

about 1975

nothing better since..

Let us not forget the overflow room in the basement.

Ohhhh yes, the worlds finest third class accommodations. <_<

(For new folk, National Home was the pre-fab building maker that the BRC was made from)

I remember when the BRC had about a seventy other participants..

how many other could a National Home hold room for?

about 1975

nothing better since..

Awww.. the good ol' days when the BRC was only half full, and populated with:

About one third... long time standing local folk in their Sunday best.

About one third... staff and early way corpse in their sunday best too.

(Including The Loy'd Craig himself as a real human before he ascended up on high.)

And...,

About one third... reforming hippy converts in their sunday best blue jeans.

Yes Virginia, there was a time when the dress code was more relaxed. But they were supposed to be your best blue jeans.

The best times were in the summer when you could sit outside under the trees, smoke, and hang loose with your friends.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Summer_of_Love

This was the same time of the big funeral.. of the Hippy.

very interesting to me..

so you've seen the Light.. where do you now go..

back to the Shadows, again. Out where an injun's your friend..

I can only remember the quote regarding the stream..

Actually, I think last 40 years show very well where we went from there. <_< :wacko: :blink: :o

Well, at least its rooted in the plaf series and wierwille's cloning principles......

Where do I sign up?

skyrider,

This is very important, don't forget, this is a clone ministry, only your clone can sign up!!

Thank god for modern science. :blush:

Maybe you are doing better than me..

bless me father, for I have sinned, followed a bunch of dumbass numbnuts false prophets..

I always wondered why squirrels considered collecting nuts was such a prophetable business.

well how the F is he doing, has he lost an eye yet?

bless me father for i have sinned, this is my.....

Oh, excie you unbeliever, you.

Just as Saint Peter when he was going to the cross, felt himself being unworthy of being crucified in the same manner as his Lord, had himself hung upside down on the cross,

Saint Chris, every bit as humble as Peter, and seeking a similar solution to please his lord, turned himself around on the operation table and had his left nut removed.

:wacko: :blink:

Lord.... I apologize for that last st....

Speaking of borrowed cars,

Remember how so many of the "Rocks" finished with cars in a field getting stuck in the mud. A call would go out for people with four wheel drives to loan their suv's to grounds crews to help get folks unstuck.

How wonderful,

how loving,

how giving,

How many times did those 4-wheeler owners get their vehicles back with something broken because those grounds crews didn't know or didn't care about how they used and abused them.

Well, I'm sure that with that great music, inspiring teachings and great outreach, the auditorium will be full to capacity in no time!

Yes outie,

The auditorium has been full of it for a very long time.

It's a good thing they built the ceiling so high,

so it can hold so much premium manure.

Have the grunts turn it over occasionally and they will have wonderful compost.

:B)