Dream, dream, dream...

[Joe Kriston]

Okay, I decided to do a blog post on this here, Way Corps site, not particularly because something is heavy on my heart, for that may surely scare people away---but, maybe moreso because I'm amped on some late evening caffiene and feel the need to write down some of my long-term repercussions of having been an in-residence Way Corps trainee...As my profile states, I'm a member of the 9th corps, meaning that I graduated in 1981,...or more than 27 years ago...I was 24 when I received that blessed Associate of Theology Degree...So, now, what about dreaming?...I'm thinking of the kind of dreaming you do when you sleep,...where you are in a strange but familiar world, where you are not in total control of your thoughts and emotions, where a most confusing compilation of persons, places and things talk to your inner,sleeping self,...causing you to wake up and wonder just what the heck that dream was all about...Just where is a good interpreter of dreams when you need 'em, anyhow?...Okay, so in the 27 years since I graduated the Way Corps, I've had that occasional (be it monthly, quarterly or annually) dream that I am back in residence in the way corps...No, I'm not 24 again...I am who I am today with an odd mixture of people in an odder place, taking part in an even odder activity---all while being back in-residence Way Corps...The other day I had one of these dreams of being back in-residence...It seemed like everybody whom I had ever known my entire life was there as well...I don't remember the place---but it was huge...Bigger than the BRC, bigger than top floor Wierwille---maybe even bigger than the main Rock of Ages tent...Everybody was there, and there must have been some kind of a teaching going on...There where lots and lots of people sitting in front of me as well as behind me...I seemed to know them all, or at least, remember them all...I'm not sure what was being taught, or shared, and who was orating, in fact, I was chattering and goofing off with those sitting near me...Then, at a given moment in my dream, out of all that crowd of people, I was asked to read a little section from the book I had in my lap...At first, I wasn't sure if it was the Bible and I was asked to read a verse of scripture, but in a few moments the sound of thousands of turning pages became a dead silence with the exception of me frantically flipping through my book, desperately trying to find the citation I was asked to read...How come everybody else knows where this is, but me?...It must have been a book of the Bible---an easy one to find, like Genesis or Psalms---you know, the one in the middle of your Bible...There was total silence---no snickering or murmuring or throat-clearing or coughing...What could I do?...Why doesn't somebody else say something---change the subject---move on?....Help out an old alter boy,here...I stood up, asked the few rows of people behind me if they could at least tell me what page the citation was on...Several people responded with several different page numbers because we all had different editions of the Book...I sat down and started turning pages again in stoned silence...But my pages weren't numbered, they were lettered---and not in alphabetical order...I had no idea where to find what I'm looking for...Still, everybody, including the teacher waited...and waited...Now, I forgot what it was I was supposed to read...This is getting re-e-eal embarrassing...Do I now stand up and say, "I'm sorry, folks, it seems that I've forgotten the order of the Books of the Bible"...Dammit, I shoulda faked that I had laryngitus so I could have avoided this...So now, everybody in the world whom I ever met is in-residence in the Way Corps and here I am the only person who doesn't know the books of the Bible....I've been outed...They're onto me...What a dirty trick...I'm not gonna hang around and drink coffee and mingle when this is over...Wait a minute....When is this gonna be over?...I'm thinking about all of this and they're all still waiting for me to read a verse of scripture out of the Bible...Gawd, these people are patient...This is never going to end....They're not going to let me off the hook...They're all stubborn and I'm getting more humiliated by the minute...Screw this...I'm waking my ass up and going to work...

[Tim Graves]

Thanks Joe for those spirit-filled words. As I maany times say, just read what is written. If it's not right, I'll tell you. Just bite, ugggh, write me. Just write The Creature.

Tou wonder what you should say to your people at a time like this...

[Joe Kriston]

Thay were so sad, you see, because they said, you see, that tongues was the least, therefore God put it last...Boy, do I love that one...I always pray, that when someone comes up with that argument that they are the youngest of about ten or twelve children...And then I tell them, you're the last of all the children in your family, therefore you amount to the least....Brrrr---they get mad at me....They said it, I didn't...You see, you Saducees, something has to be last...If you have three or four things listed---Something has to be last!...But no, we have to sell a few more Bibles...What would you say a thorn in the flesh, or a prick in the flesh is?...My Bible says it is something like what you are I would call a "blacksnake"...And we will see in our next session that that's exactly what it is...

[Karen (Hemmalin) McGrath]

They make these pages too thin... that's why they were so sad you see.

"Honey, howse come the word of the Lord came to only you?!"

[Billy Williams]

When I have flying dreams, they usually don't involve a plane.

[Tim Graves]

Let the women keep silence in the grantup Church, and learn to be in subjection. If you have an objection, talk to the management. I didn't write the book. I didn't accomplish your salvation for you. And I, if I be lifted up, will draw all men... Is this 'ALL' without exception, or with distinction???

[crae akerson]

did you mean sew? cuz woman should stay at home and sew

[Eileen Davies]

does the bible tell me so?

[crae akerson]

Math has never been my long suit but that guy makes sense.

[Joe Kriston]

FannieMaeMath.wmv

Not sure about your math, John...I think these guys got it right...

[John Richeson]

Numbers....every jot and tit tle must be accurate or the whole dream falls to pieces!

7X4X7 = 196
Divide that by 747 = .262
Divide that by 747 again = .00035
Divide that by 747 again (third time is complete) = .0000004

That's nearly nothing to the naked eye.
This dream is of little value. It is worthless.

Wouldn't wast ma' time on eeet.