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term="Libby Exline" /><category term="Patton" /><category term="Eisenhower" /><category term="Laura" /><category term="scrambled eggs" /><category term="quiver full" /><category term="An American Yankee Girl" /><category term="spanking" /><category term="Jerry Sandusky" /><category term="ATI" /><category term="church corporal punishment" /><category term="midnight snack" /><category term="midnight moon" /><category term="zit" /><category term="standards" /><category term="Ladies Against Feminism" /><category term="swearing" /><category term="snipped" /><category term="deist" /><category term="successful adult" /><category term="Bentley" /><category term="spiritual abuse" /><title>Incongruous Circumspection</title><subtitle type="html">The intersection of life, religion, politics, stupidity, family life, dreams, goals, history, reflections, essays, college, and much much more.  Fasten your safety latches...you're in for the time of your life!</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://incongruouscircumspection.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://incongruouscircumspection.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4359713856816206512/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Incongruous Circumspection</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16232186225573312896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="22" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KZArnEjhvyc/Thvaqk1yLfI/AAAAAAAAAD4/zn2t5jK3b7M/s220/Joe.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>112</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/IncongruousCircumspection" /><feedburner:info uri="incongruouscircumspection" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><feedburner:emailServiceId>IncongruousCircumspection</feedburner:emailServiceId><feedburner:feedburnerHostname>http://feedburner.google.com</feedburner:feedburnerHostname><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkQCQXk4eCp7ImA9WhVTF04.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4359713856816206512.post-6582974509281221757</id><published>2012-03-02T15:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-03-02T15:19:20.730-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-03-02T15:19:20.730-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="seven basic needs" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Bill Gothard" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="debunking" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ATI" /><title>Pending Series: Debunking the Fourteen Basic Needs of a Marriage</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://incongruouscircumspection.blogspot.com/feeds/6582974509281221757/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://incongruouscircumspection.blogspot.com/2012/03/pending-series-debunking-fourteen-basic.html#comment-form" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4359713856816206512/posts/default/6582974509281221757?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4359713856816206512/posts/default/6582974509281221757?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/IncongruousCircumspection/~3/6BbuPVzO3lM/pending-series-debunking-fourteen-basic.html" title="Pending Series: Debunking the Fourteen Basic Needs of a Marriage" /><author><name>Incongruous Circumspection</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16232186225573312896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="22" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KZArnEjhvyc/Thvaqk1yLfI/AAAAAAAAAD4/zn2t5jK3b7M/s220/Joe.jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><content type="html">
Bill Gothard's homeschool organization, Advanced Training Institute (ATI), has put out two pieces of material about the seven basic needs of a husband and also the seven basic needs of a wife.

I will be writing a fourteen part series debunking these needs, one by one.  

Bill's classic fallacy is that he assumes that all men have the same needs and all women, as well.

Enjoy the series.  I know
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Before I could be sanctified, I had to Remain Saved.  So I had to  examine myself for sins, known and unknown.  Sometimes I want to reach  back 
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Those who live 2500 feet above sea level cannot enjoy the 
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Sure, I understand the theology behind it.  Trust in the Lord and he will bless you.  Don't have any other god's but the god of the Bible.  Among other reasons to not get the ole' sword in the belly.  I 
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Then I grew up and my life helped me to drift away from this dear old friend of mine.  As a matter of course, being that this dear
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GOAL REACHED:  READ THE END OF THIS POST! 

I am going to be asking for money for a very dear friend of mine.  Many of you know her by her blog, especially this post that garnered oodles of attention all over the online world.  Her name is Darcy.  

Darcy comes from a background that was heavily patriarchal and has catapulted out of it into a beautiful marriage, soon expecting her fourth child.
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In Installment 2, Libby told us how she moved from public school to church school and how the rules were rigidly applied with severe consequences if broken.  She spoke of how she was "ripe for the picking" at her young and impressionable age.  Let's listen in as she tells about how life continued to head downhill.


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While at school, I had the rules in my face, now, at church things were  
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I will begin this response to Tim Dunkin’s shoddy, one-sided, biased, opinion piece tossed around on a few corners of the internet with a disclaimer:  I am, and have been for years, very good friends with an attendee of Hephzibah House.  Having revealed this, I must add that I am writing this response not for her, but for a group of people much broader than this young woman – all those that 
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Ok, maybe a bit of a stretch, but not much.  Lewis does a much better job.  He goes through the series point by point 
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My sister has begun to blog her story of her childhood.  It's sort of in a snippet format.  Little memories here and there that make up the weave of her life.  Some of the content is new to me.  Memories that she has that I don't.

Please read it and weep for those who may still be living this life and go forth in training those that can do something about it.

My Childhood Saga, Unleashed


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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/JBnv78oEK4wu1tqvIs75ef8xkQM/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/JBnv78oEK4wu1tqvIs75ef8xkQM/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/IncongruousCircumspection/~4/RspI3w7LE3I" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://incongruouscircumspection.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-sisters-story.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DE4MQHY9fSp7ImA9WhRXFEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4359713856816206512.post-8550695479292391591</id><published>2011-12-20T21:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T21:56:21.865-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-20T21:56:21.865-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="letter from mama christmas earnest money statues" /><title>Letters From Mama: Christmas Debt</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://incongruouscircumspection.blogspot.com/feeds/8550695479292391591/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://incongruouscircumspection.blogspot.com/2011/12/letters-from-mama-christmas-debt.html#comment-form" title="18 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4359713856816206512/posts/default/8550695479292391591?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4359713856816206512/posts/default/8550695479292391591?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/IncongruousCircumspection/~3/XiqTgqEowJ8/letters-from-mama-christmas-debt.html" title="Letters From Mama: Christmas Debt" /><author><name>Incongruous Circumspection</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16232186225573312896</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="22" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KZArnEjhvyc/Thvaqk1yLfI/AAAAAAAAAD4/zn2t5jK3b7M/s220/Joe.jpg" /></author><thr:total>18</thr:total><content type="html">Many moons ago, we cut Mama out of our lives.  She made one too many public gaffes and it was time to remove the tension and frustration from our lives.  After 10 years, we finally were able to breathe freely.  We no longer had someone trying to insert themselves into our relationship.  Our life was our own.

Since the day we cut her off, we have received one note saying that she thought of us 
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Check it out.  I hope you enjoy it.  The first installment is is found here.
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In Installment 1, Libby Exline detailed the rules of the Allegheny Wesleyan Methodist Church and what they meant to her.  Installment 2 will begin her story of complete immersion in this abusive church.



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At first, it was normal.  Ok, not as abnormal as it would become.  When I was very young, while my parents were very into the church, we had a semblance of a life outside it.  They
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Once, there was a group of Christian reindeer.  These reindeer did everything for God – everything!  Their whole existence was made up of pulling the weight of the kingdom for God – their taskmaster.

Not only were these reindeer focused on doing what was right, but they looked the part, as well.  Their hair was always trimmed perfectly.  Not a wisp was out of place.  Their horns were filed 
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Hi!  My name is Libby, and I found this blog while researching the Duggars.  Before watching the show, I'd never heard of “Quiverfull”, “patriarchy”, Bill Gothard...any of it.  I was raised in a legalistic church that strangled any freedom, grace, and love even, so these blogs stirred up a lot of stuff for me.  I reached out and was asked to share my story, so here goes.

I was raised in the 
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While growing up, she fostered some excellent 
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Greg Koukl founded, and is the current leader of, Stand To Reason.  He teaches those he considers Christians how to reason in their faith.  The Bible states that a Christian is to give answer to that which they believe at a moment's notice.  Greg's ministry is to equip them with good reason and logic to do just that.

Greg published the article Ancient Words, Ever True, which asserts that the 
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The night before Halloween, I gushed to my wife about how much I was looking forward to smashing pumpkins after the Halloween and Autumn festivities were over.  

I told her how I wanted to take a pumpkin, put it in one of my large hands, rear back, and throw it in a high arc, like they do to the shot put in the Olympics.  I imagined watching that orange round ball of hard shell and 
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Let me preface this by saying that I don't know all of the facts.  I wasn't there.  I am relying on news reports and reports on legal proceedings from hearings in 2002.  I do not know Mike McQueary, Jerry Sandusky, nor do I know Joe Paterno.  Regardless, I will voice my opinion as a father of boys and as a citizen of humankind.

The main story here is that Mike McQueary walked into a locker room
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I blame it on my childhood.  I don't take that stance as an excuse to keep being who I know I am, I merely acknowledge the source of my lazy procrastination.

Growing up, I was a hard worker.  I could finish two sinks of dishes in ten minutes flat.  It didn't matter if there was an inch and 
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In Act Twelve, Annah let Zach know that trusting in God or listening to God was a stronghold.  Essentially, full and unquestioned obedience to every whim of your "pastor" is pure religion to these clowns.  As we have come to expect, Mark Reid attempted a few words but his presence was summarily dismissed as unnecessary.

Let's listen in as the discussion goes further downhill, as if that is even
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In Act Eleven, we watched as Annah pretty much summed the meeting up by telling Zach, in no uncertain terms, that Mark and Annah Reid, as "pastors", were to be between Zach and Jesus Christ.

Let's keep listening in as the discussion drags on.  One thing to note, I will not be interjecting any comments.  I have said enough in the last eleven acts and you pretty much know everything I would say 
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If you have read my blog for long, you may know that I grew up in an abusive environment.  I learned to cope quite well until I was 19 years old.  At that point in my life, the heat got too hot and I was ready to be free.  I will detail the circumstances surrounding that event at a later date.  

Anyway, I left and went to live with my dad to get on my feet and expose myself to the real world in
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