27 Oct '05 12:39>2 edits
Originally posted by aardvarkhomeI might have given the title "Confessions of an ex-Fundamentalist" to:
Do the fundies evey wonder whether they're
a irritating people
b wrong.
Originally posted by Wulebgr
Once upon a time in a college Bible study group, we were reading a book called Lifestyle Evangelism. It was written by a missionary as a rebuke of the ordinary missionary practices--the sort we performed as we "stormed the dorms" (our words). Most of my fellow readers could not see the clear and explicit rebuke of our methods, and they criticized me for becoming invloved in the college's student government because it took away from my dorm stormin' time. Rather, they saw stuff like "a call to holiness"--I kid you not.
This experience did not end my association with xtians as one of them, but it was the beginning of that end.
During that time, during one of our dorm stormin' evenings, I and my partner walked into a room full of guys in it. We felt as if we were in the Klondike and had just struck the mother lode--here were a dozen souls to save. We politely asked if they had heard the good news, or seen the bridge to life. They laughed and asked sarcastic questions, we answered politely. After a few minutes of such roundabout dialogue, we were asked to leave. After a few steps down the hall, we heard a loud voice and a door slammed. "Leave us alone," someone shouted. Unquestionably, it was a demon that had yelled at us.