I was born in North Carolina on a Marine Corps base, moved to Tennessee, California, and then to Michigan. When I began school up there it amazed me to see the young people smoking weed on the lawn before the school grounds. It was the 1970's where drugs, partying, and hard rock were everywhere. My dad bought me a motorcycle and I ran into a church bus where an elderly gentleman sticks out his head and tells me that I needed to be in church. I made the mistake of telling my mother and at that point I was off to the Fellowship Baptist church. The pastor had a Waltons type family with seven boys who did well. The church grew to 400, my whole family gets saved, and there was charity and good feeling in the congregation. As time went on....
1. Some girl busted the youth group for smoking dope at one of their get togethers
2. None of the girls ended up good Christians and they let the pastor go
3. They get a well educated preacher who was very dry in his delivery
4. Things went from bad to worse
When I was 17 I moved in with the Pentecostal Holiness here in Virginia. Initially there were regular revivals and we did well. I would put up hay and farm with the WW2 and Korean War generations and I felt very close to Christ and the Holy Spirit in those days.
And then my generation came up.
1. Two Lives - They will talk with beer in hand at the party Friday night
2. Two Lives - And then talk Christian talk at church Sunday morning
3. Intellectual- Desires doctors such as James Dobson to put the world and the church in perspective
4. Infidelity - Many cases with few staying married
5. Classes - Being in a Wednesday night bible study class I can remember many beginning a question such as, "Does the Bible really mean?" and hearing a reply to soothe their seared conscience.
I can remember going to Gatlinburg during a youth conference at the time and being jealous of all the sharp looking young people in attendance. There was a radical difference in the generations in my time. All under the same church doctrine! I find many these days like Bunyan's 'Talkative` who fail to possess that which they profess...
Of Talkative... "He seems to be a very pretty man." - Faithful
Moreover, I saw in my dream, that as they went on, Faithful, as he chanced to look on one side, saw a man whose name is Talkative, walking at a distance beside them; for in this place there was room enough for them all to walk. He was a tall man, and something more comely at a distance than at hand. To this man Faithful addressed himself in this manner:
FAITH. Friend, whither away? Are you going to the heavenly country?
TALK. I am going to the same place.
FAITH. That is well; then I hope we may have your good company.
TALK. With a very good will will I be your companion.
FAITH. Come on, then, and let us go together, and let us spend our time in discoursing of things that are profitable.
After much talk Faithful is impressed! Now did Faithful begin to wonder; and stepping to Christian, (for he walked all this while by himself), he said to him, (but softly), What a brave companion have we got! Surely this man will make a very excellent pilgrim!
CHR. At this Christian modestly smiled, and said, This man, with whom you are so taken, will beguile, with that tongue of his, twenty of them that know him not.
FAITH. Do you know him, then?
CHR. Know him! Yes, better than he knows himself.
FAITH. Pray, what is he?
CHR. His name is Talkative; he dwelleth in our town. I wonder that you should be a stranger to him, only I consider that our town is large.
FAITH. Whose son is he? And whereabout does he dwell?
CHR. He is the son of one Say-well; he dwelt in Prating Row; and is known of all that are acquainted with him, by the name of Talkative in Prating Row; and notwithstanding his fine tongue, he is but a sorry fellow.
FAITH. Well, he seems to be a very pretty man.
CHR. That is, to them who have not thorough acquaintance with him; for he is best abroad; near home, he is ugly enough. Your saying that he is a pretty man, brings to my mind what I have observed in the work of the painter, whose pictures show best at a distance, but, very near, more unpleasing.
FAITH. But I am ready to think you do but jest, because you smiled.
CHR. God forbid that I should jest (although I smiled) in this matter, or that I should accuse any falsely! I will give you a further discovery of him. This man is for any company, and for any talk; as he talketh now with you, so will he talk when he is on the ale-bench; and the more drink he hath in his crown, the more of these things he hath in his mouth; religion hath no place in his heart, or house, or conversation; all he hath lieth in his tongue, and his religion is, to make a noise therewith.
FAITH. Say you so! then am I in this man greatly deceived.
1. Some girl busted the youth group for smoking dope at one of their get togethers
2. None of the girls ended up good Christians and they let the pastor go
3. They get a well educated preacher who was very dry in his delivery
4. Things went from bad to worse
When I was 17 I moved in with the Pentecostal Holiness here in Virginia. Initially there were regular revivals and we did well. I would put up hay and farm with the WW2 and Korean War generations and I felt very close to Christ and the Holy Spirit in those days.
And then my generation came up.
1. Two Lives - They will talk with beer in hand at the party Friday night
2. Two Lives - And then talk Christian talk at church Sunday morning
3. Intellectual- Desires doctors such as James Dobson to put the world and the church in perspective
4. Infidelity - Many cases with few staying married
5. Classes - Being in a Wednesday night bible study class I can remember many beginning a question such as, "Does the Bible really mean?" and hearing a reply to soothe their seared conscience.
I can remember going to Gatlinburg during a youth conference at the time and being jealous of all the sharp looking young people in attendance. There was a radical difference in the generations in my time. All under the same church doctrine! I find many these days like Bunyan's 'Talkative` who fail to possess that which they profess...
Of Talkative... "He seems to be a very pretty man." - Faithful
Moreover, I saw in my dream, that as they went on, Faithful, as he chanced to look on one side, saw a man whose name is Talkative, walking at a distance beside them; for in this place there was room enough for them all to walk. He was a tall man, and something more comely at a distance than at hand. To this man Faithful addressed himself in this manner:
FAITH. Friend, whither away? Are you going to the heavenly country?
TALK. I am going to the same place.
FAITH. That is well; then I hope we may have your good company.
TALK. With a very good will will I be your companion.
FAITH. Come on, then, and let us go together, and let us spend our time in discoursing of things that are profitable.
After much talk Faithful is impressed! Now did Faithful begin to wonder; and stepping to Christian, (for he walked all this while by himself), he said to him, (but softly), What a brave companion have we got! Surely this man will make a very excellent pilgrim!
CHR. At this Christian modestly smiled, and said, This man, with whom you are so taken, will beguile, with that tongue of his, twenty of them that know him not.
FAITH. Do you know him, then?
CHR. Know him! Yes, better than he knows himself.
FAITH. Pray, what is he?
CHR. His name is Talkative; he dwelleth in our town. I wonder that you should be a stranger to him, only I consider that our town is large.
FAITH. Whose son is he? And whereabout does he dwell?
CHR. He is the son of one Say-well; he dwelt in Prating Row; and is known of all that are acquainted with him, by the name of Talkative in Prating Row; and notwithstanding his fine tongue, he is but a sorry fellow.
FAITH. Well, he seems to be a very pretty man.
CHR. That is, to them who have not thorough acquaintance with him; for he is best abroad; near home, he is ugly enough. Your saying that he is a pretty man, brings to my mind what I have observed in the work of the painter, whose pictures show best at a distance, but, very near, more unpleasing.
FAITH. But I am ready to think you do but jest, because you smiled.
CHR. God forbid that I should jest (although I smiled) in this matter, or that I should accuse any falsely! I will give you a further discovery of him. This man is for any company, and for any talk; as he talketh now with you, so will he talk when he is on the ale-bench; and the more drink he hath in his crown, the more of these things he hath in his mouth; religion hath no place in his heart, or house, or conversation; all he hath lieth in his tongue, and his religion is, to make a noise therewith.
FAITH. Say you so! then am I in this man greatly deceived.
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