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I met a blind man in Ottawa IL who was a member of the LaSalle Baptist Church. The minister there was a devotee of Bob III and went to Greenville often. I missed the chance to hear Bob III who paid a visit to this church.
I drove the blind man to some Wednesday evening meetings in the church. The pastor had in fact made some quick trips to BJU right around the time of the interracial dating controversy. The pastor devoted some time to explaining why BJU had flipped on the inter-racial dating policy. I don’t recall his explanation. I think I was just interested in watching the man squirm to explain it.
I was introduced to the pastor as a Catholic and he eyed me very seriously. There I was doing a good work right under his nose. I had also taken the blind man out for dinner at the well-known nearby I-80 truck stop restaurant. (I had the 26 oz sirloin steak dinner special, which I still remember well.)
I had met the blind man through an acquaintance at work. This man and his wife were Catholics and dropped out of the St. Columba parish in Ottawa several years before, over a Bible dispute with the parish priest. This man has a fierce temper, and he went through some conversion experience that was eventually chronicled in an episode of “Unshackled” produced at the Pacific Garden Rescue Mission in Chicago.
This man sent his son to BJU high school, where the youth graduated as valedictorian a couple years ago. The man was so convicted, that he quit his job in IL, and moved the homestead to the BJU campus area. He gave up a good-paying job to locate his family so that the other children could go through the school system there.
In the Baptist church, the members are the priests and the minister is a hired person. The priests gave testimony each of the evenings I attended. We sang some hearty protestant-style hymns out of old hymn books. The blind man habitually and chronically wore green and yellow Green Bay Packers logo clothing (all year) and almost always had an earphone plugged in his ear, even in church. He played it so loudly that you could hear the sound a couple feet away, especially in church. He claimed he used merely to keep track of the time. When it came time to sing, the blind man sang on the top of his lungs and knew all the words. (Being from Michigan, I was constantly amazed and amused at the Illinois race of people.)
One other man spoke during the testimony time at the meeting, and spoke how he was assured that the Bible had not been assembled by a pope or a council. I didn’t press the point.
The pastor also spoke about how well the church school was doing and how there was a waiting list of applicants. He interviewed each applicant’s family to determine if they were true believers and should be allowed admission.
I drove the blind man to some Wednesday evening meetings in the church. The pastor had in fact made some quick trips to BJU right around the time of the interracial dating controversy. The pastor devoted some time to explaining why BJU had flipped on the inter-racial dating policy. I don’t recall his explanation. I think I was just interested in watching the man squirm to explain it.
I was introduced to the pastor as a Catholic and he eyed me very seriously. There I was doing a good work right under his nose. I had also taken the blind man out for dinner at the well-known nearby I-80 truck stop restaurant. (I had the 26 oz sirloin steak dinner special, which I still remember well.)
I had met the blind man through an acquaintance at work. This man and his wife were Catholics and dropped out of the St. Columba parish in Ottawa several years before, over a Bible dispute with the parish priest. This man has a fierce temper, and he went through some conversion experience that was eventually chronicled in an episode of “Unshackled” produced at the Pacific Garden Rescue Mission in Chicago.
This man sent his son to BJU high school, where the youth graduated as valedictorian a couple years ago. The man was so convicted, that he quit his job in IL, and moved the homestead to the BJU campus area. He gave up a good-paying job to locate his family so that the other children could go through the school system there.
In the Baptist church, the members are the priests and the minister is a hired person. The priests gave testimony each of the evenings I attended. We sang some hearty protestant-style hymns out of old hymn books. The blind man habitually and chronically wore green and yellow Green Bay Packers logo clothing (all year) and almost always had an earphone plugged in his ear, even in church. He played it so loudly that you could hear the sound a couple feet away, especially in church. He claimed he used merely to keep track of the time. When it came time to sing, the blind man sang on the top of his lungs and knew all the words. (Being from Michigan, I was constantly amazed and amused at the Illinois race of people.)
One other man spoke during the testimony time at the meeting, and spoke how he was assured that the Bible had not been assembled by a pope or a council. I didn’t press the point.
The pastor also spoke about how well the church school was doing and how there was a waiting list of applicants. He interviewed each applicant’s family to determine if they were true believers and should be allowed admission.
I try to not give them reasons to think less of me. I often wonder if I could because I can be flakey because my high degree of ADHD.
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I enjoyed this movie with my wife… this is not a movie for children, prudes, or people without a sence of humor… Zero nudity, 
but you will hear the world’s worst word several times…:bigyikes: if you can manage that hurtle, then you can have a laugh…