A friend sent me an article about a certain pastor by the name of Craig Rhodenizer (see article here) who, apparently, got up one evening, informed his wife he was going to Best Buy to have his computer fixed, and then, after failing to come home and being reported as a missing person, was found at an Ohio strip club. Oh, did I forget to mention...he lived in New York!
Now, at first I was simply shocked and appalled by this story, as any non-strip club loving, non-husband leaving, semi-sane person would be. However, after thinking about this some more I realized that Craig Rhodenizer might actually have something going here. I'm not saying that I want to run off to a strip club for days on end (yick), but I wouldn't mind just going mildly crazy for a few days. Just get up one morning, look around and say, Yep today I'm going mad! (Put a bone in my beard and wander around in a bathrobe licking protein gel off the edge of a ratty old towel (ala Douglas Adams, heehee)).
I only approach this subject because I'd like to put everyone on notice that if I ever DO say, hey I'm just going out to get the mail, and then disappear, I'll just have gone mad. I can probably be found on some random beach, surrounded by hot dog remnants and a few dozen dogs....and I'm sure I'll be happy!
Monday, March 31, 2008
Craig Rhodenizer - What does he know that I don't?
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Speaking of going mad...ya gotta read this post which includes a letter to Procter & Gamble regarding their maxi pads advertising. It's hilarious!! http://alyciasanders.typepad.com/scrapbooker_for_hire/2008/03/a-bit-of-humor.html
If you ever find yourself on that beach, look to your left. I just might be there too.
This still makes me sick. This man is still in charge of leading his "flock" down the garden path to righteousness at this Lyndonville church.
I had to appear at this church for a funeral recently, and could hardly deal with listening to the lies this man preached from his pulpit. Sickening, he is still there as of this month, March 2011.
Even worse, a clearly blinded and brainwashed family member spoke to me about him the day we lost that family member, "He is our Sheppard and we are his flock!" I had to bite down hard on my tongue to keep from saying what was on my mind.
We were in grief at my family members home only hours after the passing of our family member, and he barged in, uninvited... not once, not twice, but three times that day of our family's loss. I could barely stand it. I nearly passed out from anger over his hypocritical words.
Instead of talking about an uplifting subject during the funeral service, (OF WHICH we requested he not give any sermon because we had no interest in hearing his words) all he could talk about was Mary Magdalene. I was appalled... how dare he...
And what you say about him being aggressive..... he is completely bossy to his flock... he even tried to ORDER me around this day. I was about ready to punch him in his lying scumbag mouth, but I thought better of it, being my saddened family was in the next room.
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