1 Corinthians (various passages) - Paul is not a happy apostle

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I think we're called upon to be polite and respectful to others, not necessarily force relationship where nothing underpins it.
Peter has your distinction in mind when he teaches, "Respect everyone, but love the family of God (1 Peter 2:17)."

@paradox3: "Would you say then @Mystic the fruits of the Spirit ate available to all who strive for Agape love as a way of being?
This would contrast with gifts which are given by God as God determines.
This would contrast with gifts which are given by God as God determines."

Exactly! But there is a right and wrong way to "strive for agape love." Because agape is a fruit of the Spirit, the Spirit must impart that love as we spend time meditating on it until it becomes a permanent mood or way of being.
 
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Peter has your distinction in mind when he teaches, "Respect everyone, but love the family of God (1 Peter 2:17)."
If God is near nothing ... would that enforce the thing about humility and lesser powers?

We must consider the matter of weaker whines, meek spirits and almost silent scream!

I've always been curios about that item about strong bodies, adquate spirits and floating mines as these thing wander ...

Do floating souls appears as monies incarnate?

This would, with near certaintly, pass through bricked Wahl ... I can already see the judy-like woman banging her head on the stoned field ...
allowing the jousting to continue ... and the powers knew no different as they denied and sentient thought ... knowledge was out and wasted on those phoque ... fate was sealed ...
 
The posted documentary chronicles the birth of global Pentecostalism in the Azusa Street Revival beginning in 1906.
It also chronicles the remarkable life of William Seymour (the son of a slave), the most spiritually influential African American of all time--ultimately 600 million Pentecostal converts globally in what sociologist Peter Berger calls "the most explosive phenomenon in religious history."


3 points stand out from this documentary:
(1) Global Pentecostalism was birthed by a group of African-American prayer warriors led by William Seymour who spent countless hours in prayer and fasting for revival--a price modern Christians would be unwilling to pay!
(2) Yet the primary catalyst for this astounding revival was Seymour, a humble man who was constantly humiliated by racism and a man who failed in his first ministry efforts in LA before the great spiritual breakthrough. I spent the first 21 years of my life in a huge Pentecostal church in Winnipeg and am struck by the fact that no one ever mentioned Seymour's role in birthing global Pentecostalism--a fact I now attribute to racism.
(3) Be patient with this video. Its last part contains eyewitness descriptions of Heaven on Earth in the unstructured endless worship in that old Azusa Street building--e. g. young children being mesmerized for hours by the electrifying sense of the Spirit's powerful presence, the blind seeing, so many cripples being healed that the upper floor of the building was jammed with their crutches.
 
For some or many people, agape love emerges through first experiencing it, then deliberately living in to it, with heart and body growing in to it with meditation and reflection correcting it as needed.
 
My mother asked kathryn kuhlman for healing, via a letter, but wanted very badly to see her personally. Instead she received back a letter but Mom ended up dying a year or so later. One never knew if KK would have seen my mother's request or if it was just read by an aid. But my Mom absolutely believed in her miracles.
Let me share my terrifying, but fascinating and (to me) hilarious close encounter with KK. I went to see her a 2nd time with my seminary friend "Aussie Sam." Sam insisted that we sit on the platform for an up-close look as part of the 65 local pastors who sat there. I protested that we were just first-year young seminarians and didn't qualify to sit there, but Sam insisted and he was my ride! KK typically began her meetings in a light-hearted way, asking questions like "How many are here in LA from British Columbia?" Many hands shot up. (@Waterfall: I mention that because of what your Mom wanted.). Then she turned and laughingly glared at us 65 alleged ministers and shouted, "Have you ever seen a deader bunch of pastors in your life?" 9,000 people laughed and roared their approval: "Nooo!" I gulped, "Uh oh!" sensing what might be about to happen. Then my fears came true as she shouted, "I think they need a fresh touch from the Lord, don't you?" The crowd again roared their approval.

My fear was based on testimonies of the dramatic effect of KK's laying on hands to bless the recipient. A huge stoic Presbyterian fellow seminarian had gone up to talk to KK after a prior service and an innocuous gentle touch from KK had floored him! Sam and I were seated at the far right of the platform and she began on the far left side, gently touching each pastor on the forehead. When she did, it was as if she had electricuted them! Without exception, each one did an explosive face-plant to the floor! It seemed like they might have broken their noses, but they were just fine, enjoying a blessing from the Lord. I was in terror because, yes, I wanted a blessing too, but I didn't want to lose control and fall violently forward like the others! After 61 of the 65 of us lay on the platform floor, "slain in the Spirit" (to use Pentecostal jargon), KK suddenly stopped, her eyes closed listening for divine guidance. She never "zapped" the last 4 of us. I was impressed because she never looked in my direction and I was sitting there, stone-faced. The Holy Spirit apparently alerted her to the fact that at least one of us (me!) was not ready for the power of her gentle touch and I was very impressed by her discernment.

The main healing service began with healing testimonies of some who had been healed in the prior service and had brought their medical records with them to prove it. This was followed by a forgettable sermon that KK never finished. In the midst of her preaching, she would pause, listen, and declare, "The power of God has just fallen in the wheelchair section. 2 cripples have just been healed. Come forward and tell us about it!" There were shrieks and screams from that section, and then a steady stream of grateful supplicants moved to the platform, as KK announced other healings in other parts of the building. It seemed like her sermon was just a stalling device while she waited for the Spirit to fall with healing power on the crowd.

As already noted, I don't believe KK was correct in many of her healing announcements, but she was correct about some miracles and those testimonies electrified the audience.
 
Let me share my terrifying, but fascinating and (to me) hilarious close encounter with KK. I went to see her a 2nd time with my seminary friend "Aussie Sam." Sam insisted that we sit on the platform for an up-close look as part of the 65 local pastors who sat there. I protested that we were just first-year young seminarians and didn't qualify to sit there, but Sam insisted and he was my ride! KK typically began her meetings in a light-hearted way, asking questions like "How many are here in LA from British Columbia?" Many hands shot up. (@Waterfall: I mention that because of what your Mom wanted.). Then she turned and laughingly glared at us 65 alleged ministers and shouted, "Have you ever seen a deader bunch of pastors in your life?" 9,000 people laughed and roared their approval: "Nooo!" I gulped, "Uh oh!" sensing what might be about to happen. Then my fears came true as she shouted, "I think they need a fresh touch from the Lord, don't you?" The crowd again roared their approval.

My fear was based on testimonies of the dramatic effect of KK's laying on hands to bless the recipient. A huge stoic Presbyterian fellow seminarian had gone up to talk to KK after a prior service and an innocuous gentle touch from KK had floored him! Sam and I were seated at the far right of the platform and she began on the far left side, gently touching each pastor on the forehead. When she did, it was as if she had electricuted them! Without exception, each one did an explosive face-plant to the floor! It seemed like they might have broken their noses, but they were just fine, enjoying a blessing from the Lord. I was in terror because, yes, I wanted a blessing too, but I didn't want to lose control and fall violently forward like the others! After 61 of the 65 of us lay on the platform floor, "slain in the Spirit" (to use Pentecostal jargon), KK suddenly stopped, her eyes closed listening for divine guidance. She never "zapped" the last 4 of us. I was impressed because she never looked in my direction and I was sitting there, stone-faced. The Holy Spirit apparently alerted her to the fact that at least one of us (me!) was not ready for the power of her gentle touch and I was very impressed by her discernment.

The main healing service began with healing testimonies of some who had been healed in the prior service and had brought their medical records with them to prove it. This was followed by a forgettable sermon that KK never finished. In the midst of her preaching, she would pause, listen, and declare, "The power of God has just fallen in the wheelchair section. 2 cripples have just been healed. Come forward and tell us about it!" There were shrieks and screams from that section, and then a steady stream of grateful supplicants moved to the platform, as KK announced other healings in other parts of the building. It seemed like her sermon was just a stalling device while she waited for the Spirit to fall with healing power on the crowd.

As already noted, I don't believe KK was correct in many of her healing announcements, but she was correct about some miracles and those testimonies electrified the audience.
I will never know what might have happened if she'd gone. We didnt have much money back then. Dad was an Anglican priest and made $6,000 a year. Flying was only for the rich, and it was unaffordable for our family of 4. I know my parents prayed together for a healing, but she did want to see KK.
 
The spread of stoic paranoia is thus upraised ... if only to get the folk lined up according to how the land lords wished ...

If they start milling aboout even Trum would say shoot them all ... the fear of the masses would arise in those that never suspected their power could deplete itself through over indulgement over head ... that AD and how it accumulates to bring the head down ...

It is a big thing in the AD business that is wearing because of all the extrem blow ups of capability of administrators to do things they know nothing about ... a political item of ideology leading to everything going in the hole ... financial pits!

Administrating blindly is a great waste ... like the mafiosa into garbage ... or other civil matters about which little in known but making moe la ...

Wealth too is said to be an addiction that gets us in over our head ... the dream of rich chitz ... perhaps many chips ...

Humility is a lost skill ... as we push for more and more pride in the ethos! Generates fire breathing lyres ... kerygma?

These have differnt labels in varied traditions .. like grizzies ... and gizmos ... automated machinations?
 
Dear Goddes, I would love some of this, well-composted, for my gardens.

And why do I always hear echoes of Jordan Peterson in my head ranting about making your bed?

All this is testament only to the fact that there are millions of gullible people in pain of various sorts, often of the psyche, willing to be led astray by charlatans and snake oil salespersons.

And I don't deny the existence of people with a healing presence. Thich Naht Hanh was such a person, as was Desmond Tutu. My friend who just died of cancer by MAID was such a presence - cheerful, self-effacing, a careful listener, and rememberer, of her friends' stories, a good storyteller, a thoughtful person.
 
Dear Goddes, I would love some of this, well-composted, for my gardens.

And why do I always hear echoes of Jordan Peterson in my head ranting about making your bed?

All this is testament only to the fact that there are millions of gullible people in pain of various sorts, often of the psyche, willing to be led astray by charlatans and snake oil salespersons.

And I don't deny the existence of people with a healing presence. Thich Naht Hanh was such a person, as was Desmond Tutu. My friend who just died of cancer by MAID was such a presence - cheerful, self-effacing, a careful listener, and rememberer, of her friends' stories, a good storyteller, a thoughtful person.

The great escape upon us needs a hole in somewhere ... the pits and vales of the dark one knows where as darkness of sol descends.

Sometimes the whole is in the base other times in the head as relief ... used in esteemed engines as machinations ... Gizmo?

My grandfather could never remember the label on that thing a maw Bob ... there wsa this wipe age as an Eon ... what IO's 4 men driving horses in a round ... Roman Circus? They thrived on blood letting just for the love 've IDE! Fore end is IHC! Daley a bit ... as Dahlia ... it too will pas un san ... grits?

Hold true to the idea here ... nothing makes sense ... thus we approach the abyss ... Is Godde really spelt that way of as dah goodes has gone ... I feel wasted! Especially after the discussion with the Bell Ringer for Alex ...
 
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Sometimes we just have to let people have their own journey towards death, without criticism.
KK prophesied the exact moment of her own death. The miracle accompanying her death converted her nurse to Christianity. I have heard her testimony.
You can read about this miracle here:


I have witnessed a similar miracle during a funeral I performed. A Kelowna chaplain witnessed an even more spectacular version of the same type of miracle. I will post both parallel cases in my next planned post.

It is truly sad the Bette feels the need compensate for her impoverished faith journey by projecting fakery on life-changing experiences that would shatter her myopic worldview if she had the same experience.
 
Philosophy is said to be the preparation for death ... but a lot of pios folk deny it as a waste.

Sometimes it leaves a spirit to wander much about where it is ... in life this is a factor of naivete ... as we are convinced to know nothing! Some even believe it ...
 
Back to the thread's topic: The egalitarian nature of spiritual gifts is illustrated by Paul's comment: God gives greater honor to the inferior members (of the Body of Christ--1 Cor. 12:24)."
Thus, Kathryn Kuhlman seemed deprived on ministry potential in her Baptist denomination by her gender and her divorce after marrying too young. Yet she became one of the most gifted faith healers of the 20th century. Now I want to share a humbler example that greatly affected my family.

No Pentecostal church would host the healing ministry of Rev. Hart because he was considered too old and too mild-mannered with too little flair. So he had to hold his meetings at the Lighthouse Mission in Winnipeg, a venue that wreaked of the smell of urine from the homeless alcoholics who came there in the hope of a free meal. Word of mouth attracted my parents and brother to one meeting. Rev. Hart operated under the anointing of 2 spiritual gifts, "healing" and "the word of knowledge." He singled out members of the audience, psychically diagnosed their ailment, and cured them on the spot. He picked Mom out of the crowd and declared, "Lady, you are suffering pain from calcium deposits in your shoulder." True! He then said, "Be healed in Jesus' name;" And she was! Then he turned to my brother and declared, "Sir, you are suffering pain from your kidneys." My brother, a Med student at the time, was about to deny this, when Rev. Hart added, "The symptom of it is a chronic stabbing pain in the small of your back." True! "Be healed in Jesus' name." The chronic pain vanished and never came back! After the service, Mom pursued Rev. Hart as he walked to his car. He turned to Mom and said, "Lady, you're troubled about your son (me!) back in the States. You think he's gotten too liberal."

At this point I must tell you that I heard about this when I returned home from Princeton Seminary for Christmas vacation. I was thrilled by the 2 family healings, but cringed, as Mom glared at me, while I waited to hear Rev. Hart's divinely inspired verdict on me. Finally, Mom gave Rev. Hart's smiling response: "Well, your son is not too liberal. So don't worry about it." Phew!

Later in that visit I said something that seemed too liberal to Mom and she erupted, "See, I told you, you were getting too liberal!" I replied, "Mom, you just received a prophetic word from the risen Lord that I wasn't too liberal!" Her face broke in a cute smile as she replied, "Oh, what does he know?" That was one of my fondest memories of how cute Mom could be and I realized that mothers sometimes just like to rag on their sons.
 
Is this thread on Corinthians and apalling passions? So it goes as bifurcated by those not aware of oblivious things in blind fates ...

The divine thus goes on hiding in the great space .. abyss?

It may be in how you say it and mean it as a tight Scotts ... nothing looser than a CEP, Bureaucrat of administrator of the crowning item ...
 
KK prophesied the exact moment of her own death. The miracle accompanying her death converted her nurse to Christianity. I have heard her testimony.
You can read about this miracle here:


I have witnessed a similar miracle during a funeral I performed. A Kelowna chaplain witnessed an even more spectacular version of the same type of miracle. I will post both parallel cases in my next planned post.

It is truly sad the Bette feels the need compensate for her impoverished faith journey by projecting fakery on life-changing experiences that would shatter her myopic worldview if she had the same experience.
Just because her faith journey is different from hers, that does make it impoverished. I believe that is an unfair, possibly rude comment.
 
I find it sorta interesting that people can make judgments about others faith journeys without spending any time in the others head.

Is it interesting that Paul doesn't regard "faith" as a gift in these particular passages?
 
How well would a person do in another's head ... given the repulsion for psychological inquirey? Like a blast of non-existent essence ... the thought being now like a ghost as put down by the pious ...

I've encountered such impacts before ... mental process and progress is very disturbing to many that believe knowledge is evil ... it just desn't go over ...
 
The source of faith always intrigues me. Some people seem to have those road to Damascus type experiences. Our upbringing is a factor and probably influences how such experiences are processed.

Sometimes it seems like a choice or decision we make. Is faith the result of a call from God? Maybe.
 
The source of faith always intrigues me. Some people seem to have those road to Damascus type experiences. Our upbringing is a factor and probably influences how such experiences are processed.

Sometimes it seems like a choice or decision we make. Is faith the result of a call from God? Maybe.


How's that???? The hoers fall syndrome? Always keep a good grip of your hoe ...
 
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