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that;s right.... they don;t.... coz then they might have to use that word by which the universal church is called.... (and i don;t mean the one in rome).... catholic....“Why the universal church is real.”
When I was about 12 years old, I can vividly recall a visiting guest preacher publicly fat shaming a rather large lady in the audience. Everyone was aghast and needless to say, he was never invited to speak again. Oddly enough, he’s the only black speaker I can recall that we ever had speak from the pulpit.Gluttony
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my dad developed a rather low opinion of obese people during the years he was a paramedic... .. but i don;t think it was the people themselves... it was the super sized ones who lived on high floors with no elevators and had to be carried down multiple flights of stairs in an emergency... or who fell in the bathroom and got wedged between the toilet and bathtub - then had to pryed out and maybe also carried down multiple flights of stairs...... (we heard about it every time he came home in pain after such a call)...When I was about 12 years old, I can vividly recall a visiting guest preacher publicly fat shaming a rather large lady in the audience. Everyone was aghast and needless to say, he was never invited to speak again. Oddly enough, he’s the only black speaker I can recall that we ever had speak from the pulpit.
LOL…poor dad, cut him some slack.my dad developed a rather low opinion of obese people during the years he was a paramedic... .. but i don;t think it was the people themselves... it was the super sized ones who lived on high floors with no elevators and had to be carried down multiple flights of stairs in an emergency... or who fell in the bathroom and got wedged between the toilet and bathtub - then had to pryed out and maybe also carried down multiple flights of stairs...... (we heard about it every time he came home in pain after such a call)...
but he doesn;t feel that way anymore.. not since he retired and got rather fa .. .. ummm... large himself.... ....
<ahem>that;s right.... they don;t.... coz then they might have to use that word by which the universal church is called.... (and i don;t mean the one in rome).... catholic....
for a long time i took care of all my dads uniforms for him.... but quite often he brought them home in a sealed bag and wouldn;t let anyone touch them.... (that was before they instituted contamination protocols in their department)..... he always put those into a huge plastic washtub and poured a ton of hydrogen peroxide on them and let it sit until it stopped foaming..... then later rinsed them and soaked them again in bleach and detergent..... and left them there a few hours before putting them into the washing machine by themselves.... ...sometimes he would tell us the stories of what happened and sometimes he wouldn;t .... i learned that if he didn;t volunteer that information, then it was better not to ask.....I'm told of a story involving my dad...
As a young man in the 1930s, Dad lived in NYC. One of the jobs he had was working for a morgue. As one could expect, one of his responsibilities was to drive the hearse to wherever a "client" was located. He and a partner would load said client on a stretcher and carry them out of their apartment. Elevators were very rare in these apartments so bodies often had to be carried down multiple flights of stairs. My dad was a fairly good sized guy; 6', 180lbs... but sometimes the partner he was paired up with was a tiny guy.. 5'3", 120.
One particular call was to pick up a rather obese fella who lived several floors up. Being the bigger of the two, my dad was carrying the heavier head end of the stretcher as his partner was at the lighter foot end. As they were jostling the stretcher down the stairs, gasses that remained inside the deceased's body often escaped making that well known noise while his family was watching in the stairwell above. About halfway down the stairs, Dad's partner got frustrated and blurted out, "if this [expletive] guy keeps this up, I'm going to make him walk the rest of the way down!" It was all my dad could do to hold back his laughter.
but i don;t think even my sunday school teacher represents a good ifb that well..... .. and she actually use to be one.....
my dad developed a rather low opinion of obese people ... had to be carried down multiple flights of stairs in an emergency ... and maybe also carried down multiple flights of stairs......
When I was a very young believer, the first Pastor of the first Baptist church I attended was a GARBC guy. He said he could never understand how men who are 350 lbs could stand in the pulpit and say, "Moderation in all things." It stuck with me for 35 years.Gluttony
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probably... but that;s just me talking.... pain and fatigue was the common complaint back then.. ..now it;s just constant pain.... but what was much more common back then .... (according to one of his former coworkers).... was him going forward any time something or someone heavy had to be moved.... and everyone else... even the firefighters... stepping back..... (unless the collapsed person was an attractive female - coz then the firefighters pushed each other out of the way to get hands on her first).... . . ........that former coworker died of diabetic complications a few years ago..... which is another common thing among retired first responders who worked 24/7 for decades and ran all night on high carbs and caffiene....Am I detecting a kind of common complaint?
" 'Now this was the sin of your sister Sodom: She and her daughters were arrogant, overfed and unconcerned....'" - Ezekiel 16:49 NIVGluttony