Sunday, December 22, 2019

Adult Sabbath School: We all have a Story .....



….but who we are is not that story

During the peak of my own experience with transitioning out of WCG, when there was more going on in the story of my own life than I evidently could handle, I found counselor with some foresight to give me some insight on what was going on and how to maneuver through it all.  After I had filled out the appropriate forms and answered some questions prior to our first session, he finally walked in the room and his very first words to me were  "Wow!  You got fired by God!"  Perhaps at another time I would have thought this funny and I told him that but at the moment I said I hoped he would not utter any scriptures to help me along my way.  He apologized and told me he used to be a minister too to which I said, "I hoped he would not utter any scriptures to help me along my way and we had a good laugh.

I talked at length , imagine that, as he listened. I shared personal fears, guilts and regrets.  In hindsight, I was in a bout of clinical depression with a heavy dose of anxiety gifted me by the whole transition in my life and woven deeply into the story of it.

One particular subject I brought up was how it made me feel to be divorcing, not only as a former minister who would have "frowned" on such things and had a bunch of scriptures in my holster to back me up on the topic, but that, in the personal story of my life, I was the only divorce of the siblings and the minister son at that. I mentioned that I grew up with parents who were married for, at that time, 55 plus years (They went on to 75 plus and died at just under 100 about a year apart as we suspected they would), but I could not match that success etc.

Then he said something that produced in the classic "ah ha" moment and has served me ever since .  He said,  "Dennis, that was their story.  They did not live your story. It is just a story and you and I are not our stories."  I felt a great burden simply lift from my shoulders.  This is the same man, who in the same session told me, "Dennis, you leave your boxes quickly. We all come in the box our parents gave us and most don't even take a good look at that one just living their lives sitting down in the corner of it.  You have left another box and you only have two choices.  Stay in the box you were in and everyone will love you. However, you will be on antidepressants the rest of your life because you will never again be able to speak up and be yourself. OR, you can leave the box, which you have....but you go alone."  Truer words were never spoken.  And so it was.

Here on Banned we do what?  We share stories, hurts, personal pain that came as a result of our various Church, minister, member and Organizational associations.  We poke at each other at times and support at others.  Sometimes we project our pain on others and question motives or reach for an experience that tops the one someone else had.  All well and good an part of any healing processes we need to experience and go through.

We all have a story to tell. Our stories are all different with different causes and effects. Some lighter than others and some way too heavy for which we can all feel sorry for those who had to go through "that" as part of their own personal story.

I simply wish remind us, not because we don't already know it, but because so often we forget it in the heat of processing it all.   We all have a story but we as a person are not our story. Our story is not our identity or who we actually are. It's just a story. 




It's just a ride
Bill Hicks/George Carlin

Personally, I came to recognize and realize that if it had not been the WCG story it would have been another one. If I had chosen the Roberts Wesleyan Seminary I had been accepted to over Ambassador College/WCG, I would have had a different story, different children, relatives and partner. I suspect some of the story would have been similar to the one I actually wrote, but yet much different with different experiences.

Had gone down i with a member who badly judged the weather over Chicago in his Beechcraft Bonanza , as it seemed was inevitable, the story would have been much different. Head a couple of head on crashes not been diverted, the story would have been different. You know, zig vs. zag.  Had the pneumonia been just bit worse or my wife's first bout with cancer at 33 been too much, (my first personal experience with prayer and anointing seems to fall on deaf ears and not prove effective after all,  the story would have been different.

Had I not been asked to work just one night on a campus job someone of import to me asked me to stay and consider for the summer instead of leaving for Boise, Idaho the next morning, the story would have been different. I wimped out and deferred to the faculty member instead of my airline ticket because me and LA did not get along in summer.  But still, it just would have been my story and not who I actually was as a person.    When driving together in LA this past summer with Gary of BannedHWA, I did ask him to drive well as if we both went in the same accident I could only imagine the comments about that! LOL.


For years it seemed, when asked about who I was or what I did, I tended to preface it with "I used to be a minister."  That stage is long gone. That was not and is not who I am as a person. It is not the definition of me and I slowly found that I naturally dropped that preface as I continued to write other chapters of the story.

So, for all our experiences, the good, the bad and the darn right ugly, disillusioning and more than a bit annoying, those are just our story. Neither you nor I or anyone we know here or have never heard off and are just "out there", , though we all have a story, are not our story and should not let it define us for the rest of time. It is not always easy and there is a tendency to resist it, but recognizing this fact will always serve us better than sticking to the "story of me" as if it actually was who we actually  are as a one unique person among billions, in our experience of being here in the first place.

Someone once told me:

"You know Dennis, we write our life stories before we incarnate here on earth"
(Just as in religion, you meet a lot of people lost in Woo Woo in Therapeutic Massage)
I said, "Well, that may or may not be so, but if it is so, I am going to suggest that there be no drinking during the story writing time because I had to be drunk to write this one!". 

Saturday, December 21, 2019

Philadelphia Church of God Creates a New Holy Day for its Gullible Followers



COG News has this little tidbit about the ongoing idolatry that makes up the Philadelphia Church of God.  

They have created several special days for historical moments in the history of the PCG cult.

One of the those special days is the one that draws the faithful to gather at Robbers Cave, OK. It is in this place where Lil'Stevie supposedly read his dad's essay called Malachi's Message and had the realization that he would eventually inherit the mantle of his dad and the empire he had created and therefore agreed thatMalachi's Messages was the greatest thing he had ever read.

Now the cult has created another idolatrous day:

The 7th of December was High Mountain Cake Day in the PCG.Members in congregations around the world also celebrated the day with special displays and cakes of their own, many of which were decorated with a theme of a “high mountain,” a reference to Mr. Flurry’s November sermon regarding the Church’s work in Jerusalem.

Friday, December 20, 2019

UCG Doesn't Want To Let Its Light Shine During Its Annual Winter Family Christmas Weekend



Its that time of year again and all through the Church of God the creatures are stirring as they ready themselves to go to decked out resorts and hotels to celebrate Christmas weekend together, because after all. it is sooooo convenient to meet together over Christmas.

The hotels and resorts will be decked out interior finest holiday decorations. Wonderful Christmas carols fill the air and wonderful scents from Christmas cakes and foods delight them all. Yet through all of that, Living Church of God, United Church of God and COGWA foolishly claim their members never listen to the Christmas carols and never notice all the Christmas decorations.

This year, United Church of God has laid down the law.  No more bringing friends to enjoy the weekend, NOPE! God forbid if you let your light shine for the dirty, filthy, unconverted so-called Christians.
Winter Family Weekend (WFW) is a United Church of God (UCG) sponsored event. Its primary objective is to serve our UCG members and those members of other groups with similar standards and beliefs by allowing these members to take full advantage of everything WFW has to offer. A new participation policy is being implemented for this coming year. All performers and sports participants must be regularly attending members of UCG or a Sabbath Keeping Church of God organization or be a spouse or minor child living at home of someone who is such a member. 
Apparently UCG members and other COG members automatically close their ears and minds and NEVER listen to carols, but Never hum along silently and sing the words as they go from one boring