I wouldn't have to worry about Sylar. I don't exactly have a brain that he'd be interested in.
LOL!!!!
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"We did not wear uniforms. The lady workers dressed in the current fashions of the day, ...silks...satins...jewels or whatever they happened to possess. They were very smartly turned out, so that they made an impressive appearance on the streets where a large part of our work was conducted in the early years.
"It was not until long after, when former Holiness preachers had become part of us, that strict plainness of dress began to be taught.
"Although Entire Sanctification was preached at the beginning of the Movement, it was from a Wesleyan viewpoint, and had in it very little of the later Holiness Movement characteristics. Nothing was ever said about apparel, for everyone was so taken up with the Lord that mode of dress seemingly never occurred to any of us."
Quote from Ethel Goss (widow of 1st UPC Gen Supt. Howard Goss) book "The Winds of God"
I had a strange dream last night. In my dream the world was holding its breath because of war breaking out all over the Middle East. I was at home watching the news and as the news reporters reported that armies from Arab nations were rapidly deploying and Israel appeared to the primary theatre of war a very serious and ominous feeling began to settle on me. Russia was issuing threats of nuclear war against the United States and the President was expected to address the nation shortly. Then a Scripture came to mind,
Revelation 20:9
9And they went up on the breadth of the earth, and compassed the camp of the saints about, and the beloved city: and fire came down from God out of heaven, and devoured them.
I got this strange buzzing in my ears like something horrible was about to happen and suddenly there was a loud flash of brilliant light on the horizon and an believably loud sound of a “CRACK” that shook my house. I called out to my wife and my son to get into the basement but at that second a blast wave shattered my windows and suddenly it was like I was in total darkness and silence. I couldn’t breathe or scream. Then it seemed as though I could hear the voices of other people. Everyone was crying, praying, and weeping. There was a lion’s roar and then there was total silence again. Suddenly it was like the lights begun to come up and I was in an innumerable mass of people standing before the throne of God… and the books were opened.
I know the dream isn’t theologically correct. But what has stuck with me all morning is how suddenly it all came to an end. No warning. No time to get right. Everything I had ever imagined about what the end would be like was fantasy.
It just left me feeling weird all morning.
bro. aqauilla, aren't you an PP? Anyway, how do you know it isn't theologically correct.
Pretty interesting to me, all though, i'm not likely to put alot of stock in dreams. Yours or mine.
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bro. aqauilla, aren't you an PP? Anyway, how do you know it isn't theologically correct.
Pretty interesting to me, all though, i'm not likely to put alot of stock in dreams. Yours or mine.
I lean PP but I'm not a fundamentalist about it. But the dream wouldn't even fall into the PP camp. According to PPs Jesus returns bodily and raptures people at some point in the future. This was just BOOM everyone dead before the throne. So I don't see it as having any theological significance. However, the quickness and how it didn't fit any model is what shook me.
I think it might have been the Bourbon Street Chicken I had for dinner.
I had a strange dream last night. In my dream the world was holding its breath because of war breaking out all over the Middle East. I was at home watching the news and as the news reporters reported that armies from Arab nations were rapidly deploying and Israel appeared to the primary theatre of war a very serious and ominous feeling began to settle on me. Russia was issuing threats of nuclear war against the United States and the President was expected to address the nation shortly. Then a Scripture came to mind,
Revelation 20:9
9And they went up on the breadth of the earth, and compassed the camp of the saints about, and the beloved city: and fire came down from God out of heaven, and devoured them.
I got this strange buzzing in my ears like something horrible was about to happen and suddenly there was a loud flash of brilliant light on the horizon and an believably loud sound of a “CRACK” that shook my house. I called out to my wife and my son to get into the basement but at that second a blast wave shattered my windows and suddenly it was like I was in total darkness and silence. I couldn’t breathe or scream. Then it seemed as though I could hear the voices of other people. Everyone was crying, praying, and weeping. There was a lion’s roar and then there was total silence again. Suddenly it was like the lights begun to come up and I was in an innumerable mass of people standing before the throne of God… and the books were opened.
I know the dream isn’t theologically correct. But what has stuck with me all morning is how suddenly it all came to an end. No warning. No time to get right. Everything I had ever imagined about what the end would be like was fantasy.
It just left me feeling weird all morning.
Who said it was not "theologicaly correct." I love it when God "upends" my theology. Maybe God is doing that with you.
Who said it was not "theologicaly correct." I love it when God "upends" my theology. Maybe God is doing that with you.
LOL!! that's true!!!
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I think it might have been the Bourbon Street Chicken I had for dinner.
Sir,
I would ask you not to make statements like this.
Per chance that it was a God given dream or vision, the sacrelidge could very easily disqualify you from ever having a God-given dream or vision ever again.
Take it from a senior Brother in Christ, one who has been around the Maypole a few times, it is so easy to count yourself out with this kind of disrespect.
Maybe it wasn't God-given. But on the other hand...maybe it was. It behooves us all to walk softly and with great reverence.
My concern is that the dream didn't have Christ appearing in the air and catching away his people. We were all simply vaporized in a nuclear explosion and found ourselves standing before the throne for judgment. It's like his judgment was executed through nuclear war and after we were all dead we all stood before him for the judgment. It was just weird.
My soul followeth hard after thee....Love one another with a pure heart fervently. 
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