Wednesday, January 2, 2013
Interestingly
Further Googling reveals that the 1931 yearbook of the Glad Tidings Bible Institute, an early Pentecostal school located in San Francisco, contains in the back pages an advertisement from a jeweler, Henry S. Bailey, located at 133 Geary Street. This is coincidental, I suppose, to the existence of The Comforter League of Light at the same address in 1920. That was 10 years earlier. And where has Florence Crawford gone by 1930? Well, I don't know. The 1930 census does reveal a Mrs. Florence G. Crawford and husband Robert living at "Fort-Funston" in San Francisco but whether that is really the author or some other Florence G. Crawford I really can't say. More research is needed.
The Comforter
We see that the San Francisco address of The Comforter League of Light is listed variously as 133 Geary Street or 408 Stockton Street. Neither of these addresses turns up anything on Google Maps as these original buildings were apparently torn down and paved over. I am not having any luck finding a trace of The Comforter League of Light, which figures. San Francisco has gone far down the "New Age" road since Florence Gloria Crawford left her mark on California, obviously.
The Florence Question
There is some type of joke or overused pun running around regarding the name of Florence of Pentecostal fame. There was the Florence L. Crawford who was a close associate of William Seymour at Azusa Street in Los Angeles who absconded with the mailing list and removed the popular newspaper, "Apostolic Faith," north to Portland, Oregon, which some attribute as partial cause of the fading of the Azusa Street success. And blitzing through Google search we find that there was also the Florence Gloria Crawford who authored two books, "The Faith That Demonstrates" and "The Christ Ideal for World Peace," and was the founder of "The Comforter League of Light," which also published the long defunct and so far unavailable magazines, "The Comforter" and "Everybody's Partner." There is almost no information available about this person, just clues that some may be attributing the appearance of "New Age" thinking to Florence and her league of "Light." Although the word "Comforter" would make one think that this is a Pentecostal organization, it appears that the league is just all about Florence and whatever visions are flashing through her head. I cannot find much information to suggest that Florence ever attended a Pentecostal church or paid tithes to one so there is no reason to suggest that Florence deserves any special mention in terms of Pentecostal history.
More of nothing
This is Patty Duke's song from "Valley of the Dolls," but I never read the book or saw the movie so I really cannot understand why I should be expected to care about that. I vaguely recall in high school Joan Calabrese was reading this book and something was said about it, perhaps in Miss Marken's 10th grade English, but I don't remember much about that. I did not feel myself even remotely tempted to read the book given that it was only something that Joan would read, which means nothing to me. I see no reason to keep track of what those people are doing out there in La-La land.
Tuesday, January 1, 2013
The problem with Pharisees
Yes, whoever got the idea of resurrecting those odious Pharisees? Jesus never really had anything nice to say about the Pharisees and for very good reason. The Pharisees might fulfill the letter of the law and yet the deny the spirit of the law. I could try to explain something but the spirit of it would be lost in translation. Perhaps that was why the Pharisees felt themselves with no choice but to put the Son of God on the cross. Which just further proves the need for a Savior, because otherwise the world will go to hell in a handbasket with the Pharisees in charge and always demanding the impossible.
Whatever "It" Meant
I am sorry to say that I really do not remember what "it" meant. Someone was lamenting that she was feeling like an "it" and I tried to be sympathetic but I don't remember exactly what she was talking about. Perhaps Dauna would remember as she obviously knows everything about everything and has lots of ways of getting in there behind the scenes and hammering on things and trying to figure out what everybody was doing and talking about even when they would rather not share it with her, especially as she does not have a particularly empathetic point of view and only wants to gossip. Actually, come to think of it, Dauna was not present at the original conversation and I forgot that she would not know what I was talking about. Yes, that was it. I referred to the "it" in a conversation with Dauna and she did not remember the original conversation where that came from so obviously Dauna cannot produce the "it" if I cannot remember what the "it" meant unless by some deduction. Dauna cannot bear to not know something but I am afraid that Dauna will have to be satisfied with nothing more. I really don't remember very much about that anymore, not even the name of the person who originally said that. It was something that I just want to forget about. Obviously I cannot possibly remember something that I have completely forgotten.
One thing that I have not forgotten is that Dauna is annoyed by that song constantly ringing in the ears, "It's a Small World After All," as am I in these contexts. Not to denigrate Disney's cute little ride but anyway "it" is probably a lot more complicated than I could possibly explain as I never really understood what she was talking about in the first place. Enough said about that.
One thing that I have not forgotten is that Dauna is annoyed by that song constantly ringing in the ears, "It's a Small World After All," as am I in these contexts. Not to denigrate Disney's cute little ride but anyway "it" is probably a lot more complicated than I could possibly explain as I never really understood what she was talking about in the first place. Enough said about that.
I Suppose
Yes, I suppose that the Cranfords would not even think of thanking me for devoting myself full-time to the problem of clearing away their hornet's nest of creepy Klein in-law hangers-on that they brought upon themselves somehow, for some mysterious reason unbeknownst to us because we never discussed this with them. They did not bother to warn us or give advance notice that we would be assaulted by a barrage of whiny Klein Swine of no legal standing. Those illegals just sit there yapping like hyenas and making a nuisance of themselves because obviously they want our money. If they were kids of Beverly that would be one thing, but no, they are just whiners and complainers of the most obnoxious variety. Sorry but we are not interested in selling out to the Klein dogs. Thanks anyway.
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