“I want to make a statement about…me…now, if I became deceived, I will never tell you what I’m going to tell you now…I am telling you if I go off into strange ideas, misconduct, rebellion, you name it, don’t follow me. I want to tell you that now, because if I start doing that I’m gonna try to get you to follow me! I’m gonna come to you and tell you it doesn’t apply, it doesn’t mean me, no, no, no, no, no, no, it’s OK to follow me because ABCD and XY and Z. Do you understand what I’m saying? Listen to me now, when I tell you don’t follow me if I go off into weird ideas, or if I get off into other things that are total absolutely unscriptural conduct, because if I do I’m gonna paint it with a different face and try to get you to follow me. Do you understand what I’m saying brethren? Please remember that, because I promise you that if I become deceived, I’ll forget it, and I’ll want you to forget it…And I hope you’ll remember it well enough to quote it right back to me…But I’ll tell you what, I’m not going anywhere.”
-David C Pack
December 12, 1998
The Clarion Call of Apostle David C. Pack
Video and audio files can be found here and on Rumble
My sympathy for Billy. I remember when I first picked up a few dwedgies* from listening to GTA and started annoying people with them. Just like Billy, I’d be caught unprepared.
*”doctrinal wedge issues”
This is hilarious! My stomach aches from convulsive laughing!!!
I can’t imagine the level of outrage that might have been generated had I and my siblings introduced such things as Nimrod’s testicles into our explanation of why we couldn’t attend the school Christmas pageant, participate in the class’s gift exchange, or sing carols during music class. It was bad enough having to sit in the principal’s office during the pageant so everyone passing by as they filed into the auditorium saw me and thought I’d been a bad boy.
By my senior year, I had learned some very important lessons. Shortly before the Christmas pageant, my buddies and I got busted while smoking in the parking lot. Ah, the shame of it all! Our punishment was cleaning the litter from the campus while everyone else attended the pageant. Actually, that method of being excused passed as being cool, and gave us what the kids today would call “street cred”. Beat the hell out of being a pariah like poor little Billy!
BB