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Carol Swenson
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(Let me see. I am trying to see how this fits with a false teaching.)
It was a joke.
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Michael Harrison
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Carol: Though you said that you were just kidding, I suspect that it reveals something that is actually behind your thinking based on having read my statements. On my part however, it would be hard to start a cult by speaking the truth. Cults are fabrications. Jesus living and reigning is not a fabrication. The Holy Spirit confirms to me that what is said is true, and He will to anyone to, if he (or she) will believe. I have the very confidence of Paul in what I say, ever.
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Carol Swenson
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Michael,
Maybe you could make it a cult thing.
(Just kidding).
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Michael Harrison
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Inline! Yep, I skate. I do love it. What does this have to do with false teaching? Someone will point something out, probably. But I love it. (No shortage of critics here huh?)
I started when I was about 40 or 41 (I don’t remember), but it was after Hurricane Andrew devastated Florida. I was sitting on the boardwalk viewing the scenery, watching it slip away just a little too quickly, when I simply got the bug to skate.
I must have been a sight to see, this 41 year old learning to do this. I shook like jello just trying to stand up on the things. But I was determined. Fortunately Florida is mostly flat, so I didn’t get going too fast. I might have gotten discouraged if I had. Just a little motion seemed totally fast. You see, I did find a little down hill spot where I could coast rather than peddle. Whew! I was moving, I then thought. Of course I sought out private places where I could skate without being seen, in my embarrassing beginner’s condition, that is, until I could get my wings. I didn’t want to be seen looking like such a mess.
Soon after that I came home to Charlotte. It is different here. There are hills, and they are fast. Well, I scoured the internet to find out what I could and lo and behold there was this group right here. Amazing! They called themselves the Charlotte BladeRollers. What a fun group, and civil too. So, we skated on Wed. evenings, for eight, nine or ten miles. Then on Sunday’s we went anywhere from eight to twelve miles, and we went fast, especially downhill.
I could talk a lot about this; it was so much fun. Shucks, you know, our ages ranged from maybe ten, to over seventy-six (at the time that I lost track of everyone). Though some in the group were speedy, and though some were casual, Baily, the seventy-six year old, was always right behind, not too far away ever. Some of us skated the Athens-to-Atlanta event with world class skaters from all over, including Germany, Denmark, etc. It was almost eighty miles long. Some were really fast.
I for that matter, was pleased to have been the one to catch, before I had even been on the things for very long, a year or so. Though I wasn’t the fastest, or the most enduring, I could sprint like wild fire, in fact I could stay on the heels of those who regularly raced, wherein you must be able to turn a three-minute mile just to qualify. It was just fun to stand two inches above the ground and coast down an incline at twenty-five to thirty plus miles per hour, which at 50, which is how old i was when I last skated on a regular basis, was truly fun.
(Let me see. I am trying to see how this fits with a false teaching.)
But I should have been a missionary - or something. I don't know what happened.
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