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Originally Posted by Ohio
Bah Humbug! I have never met a brother in all the LC's who would dare to do this!
I don't know whether I should laugh or cry.
I ended up doing both.
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But Ohio, I really wanted to see that game. I was very proud of my son.
By then, sometime around 1984-85 I was not under the fear of WL or BP. I knew about their unrighteous dealings around the Daystar mess. I knew about immorality swept under the rug, (but not yet about Philip, the last straw for me). I still had some respect for them due to their past service and their gift but was done trying to please them and score points.
By then, if you recall, there was practically no anointing on WL's speaking. He was doing his summary of the New Testament and completing his life study work. Dry, dead, no light.
By then, it was already clear that there would be no blessing on the Irving Training Center or Church and that it was just a big expensive boon-daggle.
By then, I had seen so many snafus from WL that if there was really anything to the teaching of deputy authority, it sure was not WL. Let him take the lead in a spiritual enterprise or a business enterprise and failure was sure to result. And no, James Barber and Ray Graver, the failures of WL were not a test from the Lord.
By then, watching my 14 year old son play soccer was more important than hearing the legend of WN and WL for the 50+ time from the mouth of one of the legends.
Ohio, in 1974 I would not have done that. In 1978, I would not have done that. In 1980, I would not have done that. But by 1984, I was in the process of cutting ties. There was beginning to develop a group of brothers who were concerned for what had happened to us. Not a fermentation of rebellion but an awakening to the fact that something had gone terribly wrong.
The rest of the story of that little incident is that I was making a statement. Yes, the superficial and a real reason was my son's game but I was making it clear to Benson and to WL that they were not the center of my universe.
Please do note that 18 months later I moved from Texas. Another 18 months and I was voluntarily out. There was no need to quarantine me. I had already left the building.
In Christ Jesus there is hope for us all,
Hope, Don Rutledge