Your Favorite Memories of the 1940s

Originally Posted by Pressing-On

Get er done, Brother Strange!!!

It was an innocent day, P.O.

Today, people's mind have been so warped that it is incredible. It is like the human race is a difference species of beings than they were in that day. It is a strange-weird, warped mentality that I can't explain. I look at the average human being today, it is almost like I'm looking at a species of humans that I've not known before.

[Subdued]

Originally Posted by Brother Strange

It was an innocent day, P.O.

Today, people's mind have been so warped that it is incredible. It is like the human race is a difference species of beings than they were in that day. It is a strange-weird, warped mentality that I can't explain. I look at the average human being today, it is almost like I'm looking at a species of humans that I've not known before.

Did your parents or grandparents say the same thing about your generation? (Genuinely curious.)

Originally Posted by Subdued

Did your parents or grandparents say the same thing about your generation? (Genuinely curious.)

No. Genuinely serious.

Once, in the early 1960s, I was doing my usual interrogating of my mother of Apostolic meetings way back in the 1930s and before. She made quite a remarkable statement that I've never forgotten since it was such a vast contrast to the 1960s.

She said in those days that the heaven was so close to the earth that it was almost impossible to raise your hands upward to praise the Lord without the power of God literally knocking you down to the sawdust covered ground. There, very often men and women were taken out in visions and into scenery that was too wonderful to tell, though they tried.

A great change seem to be underway in the 1940s that has continued on to this day. I can remember very well how differently Apostolic worship was in those days compared to the junkin' and jivin' that goes on today in the name of Apostolic worship. Greaaaaat difference. But, I confess, I luv it too. But, the difference is noted.

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Originally Posted by Brother Strange

No. Genuinely serious.

Once, in the early 1960s, I was doing my usual interrogating of my mother of Apostolic meetings way back in the 1930s and before. She made quite a remarkable statement that I've never forgotten since it was such a vast contrast to the 1960s.

She said in those days that the heaven was so close to the earth that it was almost impossible to raise your hands upward to praise the Lord without the power of God literally knocking you down to the sawdust covered ground. There, very often men and women were taken out in visions and into scenery that was too wonderful to tell, though they tried.

A great change seem to be underway in the 1940s that has continued on to this day. I can remember very well how differently Apostolic worship was in those days compared to the junkin' and jivin' that goes on today in the name of Apostolic worship. Greaaaaat difference. But, I confess, I luv it too. But, the difference is noted.

How did it differ?

[Pressing-On]

Originally Posted by Brother Strange

No. Genuinely serious.

Once, in the early 1960s, I was doing my usual interrogating of my mother of Apostolic meetings way back in the 1930s and before. She made quite a remarkable statement that I've never forgotten since it was such a vast contrast to the 1960s.

She said in those days that the heaven was so close to the earth that it was almost impossible to raise your hands upward to praise the Lord without the power of God literally knocking you down to the sawdust covered ground. There, very often men and women were taken out in visions and into scenery that was too wonderful to tell, though they tried.

A great change seem to be underway in the 1940s that has continued on to this day. I can remember very well how differently Apostolic worship was in those days compared to the junkin' and jivin' that goes on today in the name of Apostolic worship. Greaaaaat difference. But, I confess, I luv it too. But, the difference is noted.

Excellent post, Brother Strange. This is the part that I want to revisit.

[Pressing-On]

Originally Posted by Brother Strange

It was an innocent day, P.O.

Today, people's mind have been so warped that it is incredible. It is like the human race is a difference species of beings than they were in that day. It is a strange-weird, warped mentality that I can't explain. I look at the average human being today, it is almost like I'm looking at a species of humans that I've not known before.

It was an innocent day. I just was thinking of Tom Sawyer when I read your post. lol!

I just want to know how you managed to make it home - naked as a jaybird - without being seen by anyone other than your companions at at large? lol!

Originally Posted by Pressing-On

It was an innocent day. I just was thinking of Tom Sawyer when I read your post. lol!

I just want to know how you managed to make it home - naked as a jaybird - without being seen by anyone other than your companions at at large? lol!

I figger he went from bush to barn to bar ditch!

[Pressing-On]

Originally Posted by philjones

I figger he went from bush to barn to bar ditch!

Well, the way he worded it, it sorta sounded like they just strutted right down main street. LOL!

Originally Posted by philjones

I figger he went from bush to barn to bar ditch!

We walked down a country, dirt road to my cousins' house. I live further on down. I don't remember exactly, but if there would have been a car coming, we would have stepped off into the edge of the woods until it passed since you could hear a car coming for a mile away and see the dust cloud long before the car got to where we were. There was no problem. We slipped up behind the house and one of my cousins got what we needed to hide our nakedness.

We weren't embarassed. We just didn't want anyone laughing at us. That would have been far worse.

Originally Posted by Pressing-On

It was an innocent day. I just was thinking of Tom Sawyer when I read your post. lol!

I just want to know how you managed to make it home - naked as a jaybird - without being seen by anyone other than your companions at at large? lol!

We didn't care.

We were more ticked than embarassed. Like I said, people's minds were in a different frame in those days.

We only had a "one holer." My uncle had a lot of children, he had a "three holer." Can you imagine today that you are sitting on the comode taking care of business and one or two more come in to do the same? You would say, "Y'all come on in."

Can you imagine that. One of you might say to the one sitting on the hole on the opposite end, "Mind kicking a few of those cobs over here?"

He might say, "No need, here are a few more pages of the old Sears and Roebuck catalog left," as he passes it down to you.

Aaaaah, those were the days....so innocent, so pure, so different by comparison.