the following is an excerpt from a larry king interview with the author of the book " the purpose driven life".
have to say there's a story in the bible where jesus is walking down the street, and a guy comes up to him, he's got a daughter who's sick.
and jesus goes -- he goes, "i need you to heal my daughter.
do you think wanting to believe is enough? if the wtbs had the power to heal what would they expect from this man before they would extend themselves to heal the girl?
I think that wanting to believe is enough, yes.
Not sure what the WTBS would require, though. Glad it was Jesus and not a Gov. Body member walking down the road.
for the longest time i was afraid to see it, and when i did i have to admit i felt 'weird', anyone else feel this way.
Last scary movie i saw was The Ring. And it still keeps me up at night.
Ok, i know.. im a whimpMonkeyPrincess
You're not a whimp!! Ever since I saw that in theater (how long ago was that??) If I think about the scene where the girl's face gets all screwed up while I am trying to sleep....I cant sleep!!
for the longest time i was afraid to see it, and when i did i have to admit i felt 'weird', anyone else feel this way.
I watched the Exorsist a few years ago and if I saw it again I would lose another weeks sleep!!!
do you still attend the occaisonal meeting with your believing family members?
if so, do you find any value in what's presented?
i still attend the occaisonal sunday meeting with my believing wife in an effort to show my respect for her feelings and my willingness to be tolerant.
The only reason that I would ever attend an occasional meeting would be if my Witness friend in Memphis actually wanted to visit me. I'd do it for her, but I would be holding back from gagging and stuff.
i only have one that comes to mind.
a sister was visiting our hall from another congregation and was sitting in the back of the hall.
she raised her hand to answer a question, but only had one finger in the air.
I do remember one particularly funny meeting when a brother was onstage demonstrating how he was witnessing to a fisherman and some other people in the park. The young brother who was acting as the fisherman started acting out an exaggerated catch, yanking the rod he didnt have and yelling in excitement, and the man walking in the park that he was pretending to Witness to decided to fake being real rude to the brother. It was pretty funny because it wasn't how the brother planned it and he had no idea what to say to them.
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ten year old work truck for me.... .
Thanx Wander
http://www.exbyte.net/showit.php?videoid=240
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sometimes you just dont need an economy car.......
darn my computer is being stupid so won't let me see whatever it is
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ten year old work truck for me.... .
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for me it is the theme to "pink panther" - by henry mancinni i think - i always visualize a lanky pink panther slinking across the room and hiding from inspector clouseou (sp.
jeff
"Another Postcard" by Barenaked Ladies
"You can't imagine so many monkeys in the daily mail
All of them coming anonymously so they leave no trail
I never thought I'd have an admirer from overseas
But someone is sending me stationary filled with chimpanzees.
Some chimps in swimsuits, some chimps are swinging from a vine
Some chimps in jackboots, some chimps that wish they could be mine.
Starsky and Hutch chimps, a chimp who's sitting on the can
A pair of Dutch chimps who send their love from Amsterdam.
Somehow they followed me even though I packed and moved my home
No matter what, they come and they come they won't leave me alone
Another monkey in the mail could make me lose my mind
But look at me shuffling through the stack until I finally find
Some chimps in swimsuits
Some chimps in Jackboots
Some chimps in hard hats
Some chimps who love cats
I've got some shaved chimps; that's chimps devoid of any hair
I've got depraved chimps dressed up in women's underwear.
Another postcard with chimpanzees
And every one is addressed to me.
Every one is, every one is, every one is addressed to me.
Every one is, every one is, every one is addressed to me."
you don't automatically wake up with a headache on sunday morning.... you no longer go around (while in field service) mentally deciding what home you'll "have" after armaggedon.... every item of clothing you buy as a woman is not first assessed for its modesty value.... you no longer worry about the 144,000 watching you have sex...:).
when on holiday you don't have to find the nearest kingdom hall asap (remember brother and sisters you are not on holiday from jehovah!!!).
being able to laugh about having a numb ass at the assemblies from sitting and the hilarity in having to tell people that you found the meeting "uplifting" when really you were fighting sleep the whole time.... you no longer have to avoid entire sections of music stores in order to make sure you don't pick up and "demonistic" vibes from backmasked cd's.
..when you have to be careful not to accidentally bring up to "friends" that you used to share everything with about these really cool threads on this really cool apostate site
