Re: The Living Word Fellowship, The Walk, John Robert Stevens
Date: February 20, 2021 07:26AM
Posted by: that little red flag
Date: November 28, 2018 10:19PM
I haven't been around at the local SD church for almost 5 years, but they had the apartment there (the Taco Shell). At some point I was involved in cleaning and set up for 2 - 3 years, and involved in getting all the new furniture and decor at one time. One of the times, years ago before the remodel, was so ridiculous. Someone from APCO directed us on a certain supposed decor that G & M liked. I spent weeks shopping and pimping the whole place out based on the input of what they would like. As soon as they arrived they made it know that they hated the decor, and that it wasn't their style at all. Long story short, come Monday after they had left, I was directed to gather and repackage everything, even if it had been used and return it all for a refund. It took weeks/months to return items, and get all the new stuff that they now claimed to adore. I can remember staying up til 2 and 3 in the morning trying to get the apartment ready for them, eyes half closed at the end of the night (uh, morning) as I searched for any amount of dust that might have settled during the evening. No spiders, no footprints on the rug, windows washed and then splashed by the kids in the pool, blah, blah, blah - all for the King and Queen. Oh, and then off to work by 7:00 am.
That is so ridiculous. Red Flag, I'm so sorry that you were put through all that. Something similar happened in a double-decorating fiasco in the church kitchen where I was. What kind of people demand that level of perfection and being attuned to their particular taste? Ugh...cult leaders, that's who. Come to think of it, I once answered the call to prepare G&M's quarters before a feast. Well, the outside anyway. I was the only one who showed up. Knocked myself out trying to make it special. Like you, drove home (an hour drive) late at night and up early for my job. Also, someone wanted to buy flowers for the front porch. A few people shared the cost, but we were told not to put our names on the card, because we shouldn't try to get credit for doing something nice. I heard Marilyn saying to someone who was not involved, "I know you did this."
In another completely unrelated incident, at some point a word came about God not giving brownie points. My husband and I just looked at each other like, "Why the hell would we keep doing all this sh*t, then?" Great minds think alike.