I recently picked up one of the Hammond Pulpit sermon books. Of the ever how many hundreds of pages I randomly opened to four pages and pointed. My finger each time landed on an illustration / real life story being given by Hyles........ about himself.
Notes to myself the first few weeks of college - 1981. Little did I know that I really wouldn't have to worry about which clothes go in the laundry with my pink shirt.
Oh, yes, that's what I mean. One could have a pass to be out past curfew for work....... then head straight to the dorm. Then you had a half hour to hit the rack.
The one time that dancing was almost allowed at HAC was when the Bears were on the way to the Super Bowl. How so many IFB adherents knew the "Super Bowl Shuffle," I'll never know. Yes, I was (am) one of them.
Couldn't understand it. The Thursday night ladies thing went against all propriety we were instructed to have. The songs - the adoration....... Yes, he was the dad away from home some say. Anyway, I'm stirring the pot I'm sure.
For about a year, after work I would go by Sauzers Restaurant across from Tiebels at 30 and 41. This was sometime maybe around 11PM. This was after curfew, and was definitely against the rules. I wonder how many demerits that all adds up to. Over the course of about a year.......
For some reason, since his passing, Billy Graham has become a saint with many of my IFB friends. I can only hope they will think the same of MacArthur.
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