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Post by CherieKropp on Feb 20, 2015 22:13:13 GMT -5
From Heritage of Revival by Colin N. Peckham - Chapter 16: "Through the years missions have been held in a great variety of meeting-places, churches, schools, public halls, Orange halls (in Ireland), barns, lofts, farm-kitchens, tents (in summer), and many other places. When, for some reason or other, meeting places were difficult to obtain, the answer seemed to lie in 'portable halls'. These are sectional halls, capable of being erected and dismantled without undue difficulty, giving access to places where no meeting place is available, and where missions could not otherwise be held. Used from the turn of the century they were always useful, but particularly so in the fifties and sixties when they met a real need. In fact, in 1962, there were twenty-two of these halls in use. "In summer, tents served a useful purpose, and in the earlier days, there were five tents in constant use in the summer months in Ireland. These, although used for many years were not really suited to the changeable climatic conditions. Wind, rain, cold weather and tents are not happy partners, and while there were some great and blessed missions under canvas, the tent missions had their problems and never constituted a major part of Faith Mission evangelism. "Another problem was that of obtaining suitable lodgings for the pilgrims in many of the places to which they went. This was solved to some extent by the use of caravans. The caravans used at the Mission's beginnings were primitive and cumbersome in comparison to the luxurious 'homes on wheels' of the present day. In the early sixties there were twenty-five caravans in use at the one time. Some were purchased by small donations coming in gradually, and some were gifts by individual donors. Caravans have certainly met a real need as pilgrims have moved from place to place ministering the Word."
Seems the workers didnt stray far from FM in the type facilities they used for meetings.... I recall Wm Irvine & Co. busy building these moveable wooden halls for their meetings and recommending them to John G. Govan of Faith Mission...apparently, FM took his suggestion. IMO, FM has a good idea re caravan (called campers, mobile homes, trailers, etc in USA). Workers could use those for baches--instead of staying in the friend's homes. View photo of FM caravan: www.tellingthetruth.info/plogger/index.php?level=picture&id=456
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Post by CherieKropp on Feb 21, 2015 10:21:13 GMT -5
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Post by Gene on Feb 21, 2015 18:17:51 GMT -5
From Heritage of Revival by Colin N. Peckham - Chapter 16: "Through the years missions have been held in a great variety of meeting-places, churches, schools, public halls, Orange halls (in Ireland), barns, lofts, farm-kitchens, tents (in summer), and many other places. When, for some reason or other, meeting places were difficult to obtain, the answer seemed to lie in 'portable halls'. These are sectional halls, capable of being erected and dismantled without undue difficulty, giving access to places where no meeting place is available, and where missions could not otherwise be held. Used from the turn of the century they were always useful, but particularly so in the fifties and sixties when they met a real need. In fact, in 1962, there were twenty-two of these halls in use. "In summer, tents served a useful purpose, and in the earlier days, there were five tents in constant use in the summer months in Ireland. These, although used for many years were not really suited to the changeable climatic conditions. Wind, rain, cold weather and tents are not happy partners, and while there were some great and blessed missions under canvas, the tent missions had their problems and never constituted a major part of Faith Mission evangelism. "Another problem was that of obtaining suitable lodgings for the pilgrims in many of the places to which they went. This was solved to some extent by the use of caravans. The caravans used at the Mission's beginnings were primitive and cumbersome in comparison to the luxurious 'homes on wheels' of the present day. In the early sixties there were twenty-five caravans in use at the one time. Some were purchased by small donations coming in gradually, and some were gifts by individual donors. Caravans have certainly met a real need as pilgrims have moved from place to place ministering the Word."
Seems the workers didnt stray far from FM in the type facilities they used for meetings.... I recall Wm Irvine & Co. busy building these moveable wooden halls for their meetings and recommending them to John G. Govan of Faith Mission...apparently, FM took his suggestion. IMO, FM has a good idea re caravan (called campers, mobile homes, trailers, etc in USA). Workers could use those for baches--instead of staying in the friend's homes. View photo of FM caravan: www.tellingthetruth.info/plogger/index.php?level=picture&id=456Cherie, Lloyd Wilson and I lived in a camper (caravan) in Junction, Texas one winter while we attempted to proselytize the local churches. It was an older, small (but very nice) Airstream pull-behind camper loaned to us by the only family of friends nearby, who lived on a ranch some miles outside of Junction. There was a park/campground in the town right on the Llano river; the proprietor allowed us to park our camper there at no charge for the duration. Lloyd even wrote a poem about it: "The little camper meets our needs, down by the Llano river. Sometimes it's hot, sometimes it's cold, sometimes we shake and shiver...." Of a morning, Lloyd would sit in the little Datsun pick-up truck some friends in Lubbock, Texas, loaned us to read his bible and snooze, as the sun shining through the windows made it a cozy, warm spot for a nap. One frigid morning, feeling in need of a bath, I rubbed some shampoo into my hair and jumped into the river. Like popcorn in hot oil, I popped right back out! Our "mission" consisted of attending local church services and walking about town trying to strike up conversations with anyone who seemed a bit friendly. It was the first extensive exposure I had to other churches; their ministers, messages, music and congregants. As I reflect on it, that experience was instrumental in my beginning to question whether all those folks were REALLY going to hell. We met some fine folks, heard some great, sincere messages from "false prophets" -- even the local Roman Catholic Church--and I especially enjoyed the old time religion song-books used in the Baptist, Pentecostal, and Church of Christ services. That experience with Lloyd that winter is only one of many reasons that I have no regrets for having been born and raised in the F&W church and having spent 10 years in the work. Gene
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Post by CherieKropp on Feb 22, 2015 10:20:58 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on Feb 22, 2015 15:50:10 GMT -5
In spring summer of the late 60's, it was my opportunity, experience, even privilege, to use a small trailer/ camper to live in and stay with a tent we had set up for "gospel" meetings. That "mission" saw over a dozen, some entirely new to the 2&2 ministry teachings, embrace that doctrine. I loved all those people then and I love them still, though a few have passed on, with a few who left the group, upon becoming aware of just how much legalism was involved. Even to this day, had I been teaching entirely as I believe today, I would do it again.
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Post by Gene on Feb 23, 2015 19:53:48 GMT -5
Oh my, his cooking, if you could call it that. Actually, I was more fortunate than some of my colleagues. I liked to cook and he didn't seem to mind letting me do so. Although when he would buy that pennies-on-the-dollar overripe fruit, he was on his own. Ever had a cantaloupe that was WAY past it's prime? Urggh. Fermented, but not in a good way. First meal he cooked for me was just after convention when we got to Abilene, Texas and set up bach in a deceased woman's home. Lloyd had loaded up on gallons of canned corn leftover from convention. Corn from a can makes me gag anyway (I'm from Iowa where we had REAL corn-- or frozen, at worst -- never store-bought canned!). And we had something like 4 gallons of it to work our way through. Urp. But, you know, mix some rice-a-roni, hamburger-helper and canned mackerel into it and you've got.... you've got.... well, you've got something that will make you decide you really weren't all that hungry after all. That was during the years when the US Federal Government was giving away tons of butter and cheese and such, and the area of Texas we were in at the time (Abilene - San Angelo - Robert Lee) had more subsidies than it did people, and so it was truly a land of milk and honey. Or cheese and butter, anyway. So we ate well on dairy! And I learned to cook Texas style beans and cornbread, biscuits and gravy and other wholesome, comfort-food kinds of fare. And the home brew! My goodness, those people loved their beer and moonshine, and did they ever LOVE to share it! (Just kidding. The only booze we had was from Lloyd's over-ripe cantaloupe.)
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Post by Christopher J. on Feb 24, 2015 22:00:00 GMT -5
Oh my, his cooking, if you could call it that. Actually, I was more fortunate than some of my colleagues. I liked to cook and he didn't seem to mind letting me do so. Although when he would buy that pennies-on-the-dollar overripe fruit, he was on his own. Ever had a cantaloupe that was WAY past it's prime? Urggh. Fermented, but not in a good way. First meal he cooked for me was just after convention when we got to Abilene, Texas and set up bach in a deceased woman's home. Lloyd had loaded up on gallons of canned corn leftover from convention. Corn from a can makes me gag anyway (I'm from Iowa where we had REAL corn-- or frozen, at worst -- never store-bought canned!). And we had something like 4 gallons of it to work our way through. Urp. But, you know, mix some rice-a-roni, hamburger-helper and canned mackerel into it and you've got.... you've got.... well, you've got something that will make you decide you really weren't all that hungry after all. That was during the years when the US Federal Government was giving away tons of butter and cheese and such, and the area of Texas we were in at the time (Abilene - San Angelo - Robert Lee) had more subsidies than it did people, and so it was truly a land of milk and honey. Or cheese and butter, anyway. So we ate well on dairy! And I learned to cook Texas style beans and cornbread, biscuits and gravy and other wholesome, comfort-food kinds of fare. And the home brew! My goodness, those people loved their beer and moonshine, and did they ever LOVE to share it! (Just kidding. The only booze we had was from Lloyd's over-ripe cantaloupe.) When we were together he got most of his fruit from nearly liquid bananas that he would then freeze and eat like popsicles. I did without fruit. I got by pretty well too, since I volunteered from the start to do all the cooking. One of my predecessors talked about him getting a lot of "distressed freight" cans that had lost their labels somewhere along the way. The noon meal was two cans opened at random. The evening meal was the leftovers from the two cans mixed together. One meal ended up being canned mackerel and canned pumpkin. Mixed together.
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Post by CherieKropp on Feb 25, 2015 0:48:13 GMT -5
I asked bcs John Badertscher told us that meals Lloyd cooked were one dish meals--everything all mixed together--bcs it was all going to get mixed together anyway--in your stomach--right?
How early did Lloyd get up when you two were his companions?
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Post by Gene on Feb 25, 2015 6:23:55 GMT -5
I asked bcs John Badertscher told us that meals Lloyd cooked were one dish meals--everything all mixed together--bcs it was all going to get mixed together anyway--in your stomach--right? How early did Lloyd get up when you two were his companions? 5 AM was his getting-up time. We stayed weeks at a time in a home where we shared a double bed. Like clockwork, he was awake at 5 and doing his morning exercises -- sit-ups -- in bed. Then he would turn on the lights in the room before going to the bathroom to splash around a bit. Then back to the room and on his knees to pray, which is when I could generally could have gone back to sleep, if it weren't for the lights that were still on. Funny thing about this, after breakfast at 7, he would often have a morning nap! I learned a lesson from that experience: If something isn't to your liking, either address it head on and try to change it, or decide it's something you can live with, without resentment. I decided that was something I could live with
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Post by CherieKropp on Feb 25, 2015 9:29:11 GMT -5
John B said one time he decided to get up at 4:30--BEFORE Lloyd did--and turn on the lights, etc. to show him what it felt like. Dont know if it did any good or not tho! But he enjoyed telling about Lloyd's shock.
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