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[Wednesday, August 16, 2006
12:03 am]

saintcheney

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Crossposted to my own journal. Sorry.

Per request....we shall mock the latest excerpt. We meaning... me. Yeah.

( OMG! LEFT BEHIND EXCERPT!Collapse )

Does anyone else realize that this is the SAME SCENE that appeared in the first book, just in more detail, and the same scene that has been described in probably eight million OTHER LB books, and WHY is there ANY demand for this to be written about AGAIN?

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Could be wishful thinking...

[Tuesday, December 6, 2005
8:26 pm]

comedicsketch

So in the last two days I've been very nostalgic, I actually visited livejournal, something I haven't done for 1 1/2 years. I was reading through the ytfarmy posts just thinking and I had an idea.

I don't know who has heard of Myspace(http://www.myspace.com). It is in essence a networking website where people create profile's have friends, messageboxes, they can join groups, interact, post pictures, send out bulletins, things of that nature. I was wondering if anyone here had a contact list of people from the YTF Board who I could e-mail and invite onto this website, make a group and actually have the capability to interact in large groups like we did at the boards. I know it won't be the LBMB. But This could be a way for us to have the interaction without the fear of a corporation taking us down.

Another thought to that, I just thought of it as I was going to hit post. Does someone have the link to one of the knockoff boards. I know there was LBMBLUB and a few others. I lost all of those links and favorites when my computer was reformatted.

If I still had my e-mail list I wouldn't be writing this here but my computer decided to trash my address-book so...

Whatever.

You can get in touch with me here, my e-mail soccrsam@nycap.rr.com, or on AIM at TragicLaught3r.

Thank you and I'm really hoping this works. I miss the interaction with the group and I'm feeling like something is missing at the point in my life that I am at.

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Did anything...

[Sunday, December 4, 2005
1:58 pm]

comedicsketch

Did anything come of the board that Sarah was going to make because she didn't like LBMBLUB and SMB? Just Wondering. Oh and my IM screen name is TragicLaught3r. If you don't have my name IM me.

(EDIT)(5 seconds later)...Does anyone have a myspace account?

Link to mine is http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&friendID=9734459&Mytoken=D0945359-1269-1214-3C13D68C13A820E984545075

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YTF

[Saturday, June 18, 2005
11:02 am]

thesongdreamer

Are there any message boards where ex-ytf members congregate? I was just wondering. And bored.

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[Monday, April 4, 2005
9:31 pm]

skiplively

I’ve given a great deal of thought lately about the YTF years. The Young Trib Force brought together a large group of people, very young, immature people (and, no, I’m not referring to just those hated ‘teenyboppers’), who were trying to reconcile a heritage of belief with frustrations with the church. We honed in on every failing we could see and, thinking ourselves more enlightened, we hacked church teaching and culture to the ground. We prided ourselves on getting past the façade to look straight at the heart of God. We thought, I thought, we had more wisdom than most of those, maybe even all of those, who had been following God for so many more years than we had even been alive.

And we burned ourselves badly.

We were not always wrong in the specificity of what we said. There are flaws in the modern, mainstream practice of Christianity, perhaps especially in America. There is too much hype and not enough humility. Yet our attitudes on YTF were far from humble. There is too much division and judgment, and not nearly enough unconditional love. But how well do we love on that message board? We were exclusive. We were unforgiving. We were condemning. The church is too much talk and not enough action, how much more was that true of us? And most of the church does not spend enough time in surrendered prayer, yet I don’t know that my prayer life has ever been as weak as it was those years on YTF.

I condemned a flawed body while ignoring the flaws in my own life. Perhaps both could have been done at once, but that’s not the road I took. I’ve started to work these things out with God, and now it’s time to confess those sins to you. I was wrong, so wrong, in so many ways, in my attitude and actions on the Left Behind Message Board. I was wrong, and I am sorry. Please forgive me for my part in a hypocritical stoning of Christianity. More importantly, forgive me for my wronging of individuals, for my judgments and cruelties and condemnations. And most of all, forgive me for any barriers I helped to erect between any of you and God.

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[Monday, November 29, 2004
12:11 am]

_mariposas

hey

Jess(C) gave this link to me?

So I followed it a little.

I was just thinking about stuff. And mentioned it.

Ah. It's late and I'm wallowing in cold medicine. I'll try again later.

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[Friday, November 26, 2004
2:49 pm]

bluekivrin

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Just because some people brought forward more names, I've updated the ( LBMB Member List Collapse )

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Wake up calls from your friend Darth

[Friday, November 26, 2004
1:20 am]

bobsnuggles

"Top of the morning to you. This is Lord Vader, and it is now time for you to wake up. The time is currently 9:45 AM. Thank you for choosing to have Target wake you up on The Biggest Shopping Day of the Year. Come to Target for all of your Holiday needs. Good bye..... To repeat this message, push 1, or just hang up." Lord Vader read this message for the 384th time that morning. He was good with time management.

Things had not been being going very well for dear old Vader recently, and so he was very glad to have the gig with Target. Of course, he hadn't really had a job in about... 30 years, so he wasn't one to complain about the humliation he got when he had to call one of his old rivals, Harrison Ford.

Ford just laughed, and called him a silly has-been. Ironically, Ford Prefect did the same thing. At least Ford Prefect had the common courtesy to ask him if he had his towel handy, as it was a necessary item for the planet-hopping being. Not that Lord Vader had been doing much planet-hopping lately. He usually found himself too poor, too tired, or too drunk to even think about such things lately. He had even begun to feel apathetic about hurting bugs, which was one of his favority childhood pastimes. He knew he had to think of something to do, and so he starting greeting people with Greeting From Around the World- a handbook he had picked up at Half Price books- hence the earlier "top of the morning" thing. He had tried almost all of them from "Yo, jerkface...." to "click clikkity clik".

He was explaining all this apathy to one of his dearest friends during lunch in the Target eating area that contained a Pizza Hut, Starbucks, and a Deli.

"Kivrin, I'm just bored. All I do is greet people oddly. And then they get offended that I'm not as mean as I was in Star Wars and say are going to complain. I'm going to lose my job the day before it's over, and only get paid half of what I need. Then, I'll just have to shrivel up and die." Lord Vader said, putting his helmeted head in his gloved hands.

"You know, you could stay with me if you get fired and can't pay your rent anymore. I'm always having hopping parties in which everyone discos, including Professor Snape. In fact.... You both like black... You both are kind of angsty.... and you both like your wands..erm.. .lightsabers... I think you two should meet! You'd both be SO PERFECT! OMG! It's the OTP!" Kivrin squeeled like a fangirl before realising that she was in public, and could only do such things while reading fanfic in her own home.

"Kivrin, I don't know about this. I might not get fired-" but of course Murphy's Law always applies to the evil villian at times like this, and so Vader's pager immediately went off, revealing to him, that he had in fact, been fired.

"Who carries a pager anymore?" Kivrin asked.

Vader only wished he could glare at her, but his mask... erm.... helmet prevented such acts. He didn't like the term mask, because it implied that he was hiding something, which he was, but it was only talked about not-so-secretly at parties. It was only made not-so-secret by pointing at Vader while talking about it.

Taking the hint, Kivrin said, "Right, well. Let's go to your place and pick up your things."

Vader grumbled and walked along behind her.

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This was inspred by http://wakeup.target.com/(2szybsvhchzsppbrcuzdije1)/registration.aspx
And the website that I have no link for that makes Snape disco while singing I'm too Sexy for my Shirt.

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[Thursday, November 11, 2004
12:05 am]

saintcheney

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( LB Parody Part Three Collapse )

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YTF Army

[Wednesday, November 3, 2004
11:19 am]

thesongdreamer

Is there still a YTF army? I know I'm a little late... (Try two years)

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[Wednesday, August 11, 2004
2:48 pm]

mithcrist

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Hey everyone! Hows it going?...Is this already dead? :-/

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[Sunday, July 11, 2004
9:18 pm]

randomlaughter

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Wow.

So this community's been on my friends list forever, and I've come here maybe twice.

So I figure that I'll just pop in and say hello to everyone, because I know most of you, at least.

For those of you who don't, my name is Sammy... and I'm an alcoholic. But not really.

So how's everybody doing, anyways?

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New Story Inspired By Sarah. Draco and Nicolae Take Over the World!

[Thursday, June 10, 2004
9:58 pm]

bobsnuggles

Nicolae Carpathia flew out of a fireplace and fell on the ground. He did not know where he was, or what he was doing. In fact, the last thing he remembered was being pushed into the fire place by Angsty!Harry and then being showered with a green powder. But that wasn't important at the present. It was more important that a man with a crooked nose was looking at with a hint of surprise.

"Hello, Nicolae." the man with the crooked nose said.

"Who are you?" Nicolea asked with slight interest, even thought he was more interested in the boy with the blond hair that was sitting in an easy chair and regarding him with fear. Nicolae tried not to show it, but he was more afraid of the boy with blond hair than he was of the man with the crooked nose. The only thing intimidating about the man with the crooked nose was that he seemed to have a constant twinkle in his eye that seemed like it could blind a person in the sunlight. However, the boy seemed like instant competition. Nicolae knew he must be careful.

"I'm Albus Dumbledore. I'm headmaster of Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry. And you are?"

At that moment Hermione Granger made an appearance to give the backstory that every good story needs. And she's the one who is the best at it.

"His name is Nicolae Carpathia and he is the Antichrist in the Muggle world. The Antichrist Satan's prodigy who will take over the world and make all Christians suffer according the Jerry B. Jenkins. Even though most believe that Jenkins Gary-Stued himself into Carpathia because he could never bee that cool. And I hate Draco who is kind of like our Wizard equivalent."

"Oh. Thank you Miss Granger. You can go back to helping your bumbling friends now." Dumbledore said, and Hermione had to duck in order to miss a twinkle of the eye. She scuried away.

"Well, if he is like me, I might like him..." Draco commented.

"......" was all Carpathia said in response.

"You've come into our world at a very interesting time Nicolae. I was just discussing it with young Draco here. You see, Harry Potter who you seem to have already met has just defeated the dark Lord Voldemort and we are in dire need of a new evil force to continue the battle of Good and Evil. I know you met Harry, yes. Draco can tell you about how I do know everything and no on knows why."

"It's true!" Draco said and nodded quickly.

"Yes. It is. I know I am great. Anyway. That's where Draco comes in-" Dumbledore was interupted.

"How was it that you didn't know who I was then?" Nicolae wondered.

"Don't question my greatness, demon." Dumbledore said in a dire wisper that no one would have challenged.

"Sorry. Continue on then" Nicolae had a strange desire to go cry..

"Right. Well, we need a new Dark Lord. I would have asked Draco's father but he's in prison, and I don't want to go to Azkaban. So I'm asking him. And since you seem like you two would get along great, I'll allow you two to team up and then we'll continue the battle!" Dumbledore even seemed to be amazed at his own genius.

"Oh. Hm. That seems all right I guess. I get to be in charge though. I mean, I existed before you, and my daddy's Satan!" Nicolae said petulantly.

"Fine." Draco told him. Then he turned in his chair to pout.

With a twinkle that broke a vase o nteh mantle of the fireplace, Dumbledore said "Splended. I'll get a car for the both of you. Shut up, Draco. Expand your mind and get in the damn muggle contraption."

Draco got up without a fuss.

With Nicolae and Draco shoving eachother down the stairs, they started their adventure together.

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[Thursday, June 10, 2004
8:47 pm]

saintcheney

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I just think this is funny, and oh-so Jenkins. We Are Christian Authors Who Are Better Than You. BOW DOWN!

They have this whole area on their site dedicated to rebutting arguments against LB, to make them look cool and perfect and sinless.

This is epic:

Just for the money?

Tiffany: I've read the entire series. I truly feel this could have been written in three books maybe less. After the third book I became aware that the authors were in it for the money. Shame on you. I just hope some of the proceeds were given to charities or people in need. We will all be judged one day. Where do you stand?

JJ: Where do I stand? I don't judge the motives of people I don't know. Shame on you. If we were in it for the money, we could have quit long ago. If you were the writers, would that be your motive?

LB: The success of the Left Behind series was clearly a movement of God that has benefited millions of readers and helped expand the work of Tyndale Publishing House, including the ability to fund the development costs of projects like iLumina. It has also enabled Jerry Jenkins and Tim LaHaye to support major projects, like the Christian Writers Guild and prophecy study, that most writers only dream of.

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[Thursday, May 27, 2004
11:23 pm]

rarity

Hi. People meeting up in DC? What is THAT about?

Just curious. And I'm nosey so yeah.

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[Friday, April 2, 2004
12:06 am]

saintcheney

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( LB Glorious Appearing Parody part two Collapse )

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[Thursday, April 1, 2004
11:36 pm]

saintcheney

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[Tuesday, March 16, 2004
9:25 pm]

saintcheney

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Hi kids.

I sponsor a child through World Vision.

and

Has anyone read a book called 'Messy Spirituality' by Mike Yaconelli?

The reason I mention both of these is that I found a...an...organization? that is partnered with both World Vision and Mike Yaconelli (before his death). It's at oneliferevolution.org and is primarily geared towards teenagers and youth groups, to take action about the African AIDS crisis.

Now for the point.
I am TELLING you this because mostly they have a Not-Yet-Existing Messageboard. And this is appealing on a number of levels. I respect both WV and Mike Yaconelli, but best of all, it's so new it doesn't exist yet. AT ALL.

I'm going to keep an eye on it. If they actually make it, and they make a general discussion forum...yes. Yes indeed. I just can't get into Ted Dekker, mostly for the lack of general discussion forum. And that it's already established.

Just throwing that out.

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[Friday, March 5, 2004
9:56 pm]

rarity

I've decided to finally post... not that I know what to say. I figure the only true purpose this livejournal has is to keep us on in contact, but I don't know what to say once I'm here posting. I could randomly post, but still, that's not what this is for.

Oh by the way, for those who haven't caught on, this is Jess C a.k.a. ThePromise a.k.a. lostgirl.

So much time has pasted... so much time... gone, just gone.

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[Thursday, March 4, 2004
11:44 pm]

saintcheney

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I had a random thought the other day, so I'm going to follow it along here.

I don't know if it was like this for you...but I'll assume some things are universal.

I was the sort of kid who thought all my teachers were awesome by default. Because...they were teachers. They taught school, and read us books, and so they had to be smart, good, wow-ish people. I never really had a teacher in elementary school that I didn't like, at least, not one I would admit to not liking at the time. I do remember, however, a fabricated animosity between my best friend of third grade and I and a playground supervisor.

I don't know how much of our hatred was justified and how much we assumed and made up from our predetermined idea of her. It was our Cause for at least a month. We had lots of Causes, so they must not have lasted as long as they seem in my memory, in order to fit them all into the span of one school year. In this case, we took notes on this woman - her name was Ginger - and chronicled all the things she did that were, in our eyes, evil. We spied on her and traded gossip and stories if one of us was absent. It was our goal to passively defy her.

It probably gave us some sense of danger, of rebelliousness, two smart, teacher's-pet little girls waging a secret war against the playground supervisor, and all her inane rules. Many of which probably had a purpose - and many of which probably didn't.

I'm still that little girl. I still feel like we are the ones playing on the playground, living in a vast world of unlimited games and fantasies and playacting. For some reason, I view us that way. The little children running around on the playground, fighting and loving and hating, waging war and forming alliances and clubs and starting fads. We're still dancing around the playground supervisors, the adults, who just don't get it and never will. They try to set up rules, but they don't understand that we're better off on our own, that we can survive it, that we're okay and there's nothing wrong with having a little fun.

Our playground is our board. The administrators are the Evil Playground Supervisors. I realized I've never outgrown this mentality.

And it's so strange, and somewhat of a betrayal, to watch children running around a playground and having to be the adult, an outsider not involved in their secret world, and one whom they probably view at times as intent on squashing it.

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