Epic Life Church


epiclifeMy morning began a little too early.  I had friends over last night, and I’m afraid there was both whiskey and beer involved, and this fact made my six hours of sleep a little less productive than I might otherwise like.  I managed to crawl out of bed and into a large french press full of coffee, which helped my mood considerably, but I was hardly at my best.  I needed a shave, I probably needed a shower, but mostly I needed the proper attitude to care about these two things.

I threw on some clothes, and started on the 1.1 mile walk to the Orthodox church.  The walk turned out to be very therapeutic, and after a while I began to feel a lot better.  On the way there, since I was very early, I walked through the Oak Tree Shopping Center, where the Epic Life Church meets in a theater.  Even though it was more than three hours before their services started, the theater doors were unlocked, and there was activity within.

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St. Nectarios Orthodox Church kicked me out

snecs2I was improperly attired.   I guess if you dress like Jesus, in sandals, they get rather cross.

I’ll give them or some other Orthodox church another try in a future week.  And I will dress better.

I do intend to go to another church that’s nearby later this morning.

The Saint Germain Foundation Told Me To Buzz Off

I turned in my library book this morning, and I was told that I could not progress further because I am not a believer.

Which I guess is understandable.  They don’t like the idea that I’m blogging about it, and they don’t like the fact that I don’t believe in it and that I’m really not likely to start believing in it any time soon.

I will say that the conversation I had this morning was a nice one, perhaps a bit tense at times, but pleasant enough.  I don’t think I’ve ever been told to buzz off as nicely as I was this morning.  I did feel like the person talking to me was genuinely concerned, not just for his church, but for me as well.  We parted on, I think, reasonably congenial terms.

So, no score for the Saint Germain Foundation.

From my reading and my conversations, I don’t get a sense that they support going out into the community and “doing good” in the sense that they actively participate in things, so I think my humanist score for them would probably not be very high in any event.  And there’s a chance there’s something in there that I might find harmful.

They went out of their way to tell me that there is no cost associated with any of the seminars and services the church offers.  But their history is one of a church where the parishioners are not just encouraged to give money, but actually encouraged to give up all of their worldly treasures.  And, there was a recurring theme of hoarded treasure in the book.  Whether they still do that or not, I just don’t know.  I was looking for evidence of it.

I didn’t find it, but my search has been cut short.

Their focus on the self, on attaining a sort of enlightenment and ascendancy might well have generated a positive score from me.  Being good to one’s self is one of my criteria.

So, their hypothetical score range would be from -1 to 1.  That’s the best I can do for now.

Maybe someone who’s been a member of the Saint Germain Foundation can add to this.


Book Review: Unveiled Mysteries by Godfré Ray King. Part 3 of 3

Chapter Seven is entitled, The Secret Valley.

In his home, King receives a letter telling him to go to an address in Arizona.  So he does, sensing instantly that the letter indicates that there is some higher purpose in store.  When he gets to the address, a man answers the door, and after shaking hands, King realizes that this man is very strong with The Force.  I mean, he is also a follower of The Light.

The man isn’t named, but since I don’t want to keep referring to him as “the man,” I’m going to call him Willie.  Willie has an amazing story to tell.  Here it is:

Some time ago, Willie’s son (I’m going to call him “Junior”) disappeared when he was only five years old.  Willie and his wife (whom I will call “Wilma”) looked everywhere, and tried everything they could think of to find Junior, but alas, they never did.  After a few years, Wilma had grown sick from worry, and died.

Wilma, at her request, was laid in a vault for five days, and then was set to be cremated.  However, on the fifth day, her body disappeared.  Willie was astonished and heartbroken.  Some years later, Willie got a letter telling him to go to a certain spot in the desert, and there he would find his wife and son.  He didn’t believe it, so Wilma called out to him with a magic Sonic Ray and told him she was fine.  Willie still didn’t believe it, rather sensibly thinking he might have started to go crazy.  So Wilma opened a magic tunnel using Light Rays and Skyped with him. This convinced Willie (who didn’t think that this was crazy in the least), and so he set out on a journey to find them.

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East Side Baha’i Center


bahaicenterOn Tuesday night, I went over across the lake to Bellevue, to sit in on a devotional service at the Baha’i Center.

Bellevue is a bit off my beaten path, and I wouldn’t come over to the east side for just any church.  But the only other Baha’i devotionals near me in Seattle happen in peoples’ homes, and I’m not comfortable going to someone’s house, especially if I’m going to write about it later.   A house is a private setting, and my blog isn’t a private thing.

So, for the Baha’i, I’ve made an exception and I trundled over the bridge to visit them.

Unfortunately, I don’t yet have enough information about their services to make a proper review.  Like the minyon I attended at Beth Shalom, this is just a prayer service, and not a full-on worship service.

In fact, they really don’t have full-on worship services.  They have events, about every 19 days or so (they have a 19 day month on their calendar), that involves a speaker.  So I’m going to go to one of those in the hopes that it’s close enough to a sermon that I can write about it and give them a score.

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Conversation with an Adventist, and Other Things

Doubting Thomas and Jesus

Doubting Thomas and Jesus

I’ve got a few things in the hopper that haven’t been put into words yet.  First of all, I’m done reading Unveiled Mysteries, the first book about the Saint Germain Foundation, written by its founder, about his experiences in meeting the Count of Saint Germain just prior to his establishment of the church.  I will have the last part of the review up sometime tonight.

Secondly, I got really Baha’i last night, and I want to blog about that.

And finally, I had a really interesting conversation with the pastor of the Green Lake Seventh Day Adventist Church, John McLarty.

Edit:  A copy/paste error took out a whole paragraph, which I’ll recreate here:

John emailed me that he wanted to get together for coffee. And since I had said some negative things (as well as positive things) I was a little apprehensive.  It turns out to have been a great meeting, though, so I’m glad I went.  We met at my favorite coffee shop, The Wayward Coffee House, in the Roosevelt/Ravena neighborhood of Seattle.

I arrived at the coffee shop a little late, we had coffee, and he had a sandwich, and we talked.  The conversation was warm and friendly right from the beginning.  One thing Pastor John knows how to do is put people at ease, and I certainly felt comfortable in his presence.

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Book Review: Unveiled Mysteries by Godfré Ray King. Part 2 of 3

yellowstoneChapter four is called Mysteries of the Yellowstone.

King is in his home in a town near Mount Shasta, and Saint Germain pops in.  Saint Germain tells him that in order for King to use the power of dominion, to control people and things, he must first learn to obey The Law Of The One. He does not tell King what that means, but King seems to intuitively understand it.  Then he tells king to get ready for a trip, and vanishes.

The next day, King spontaneously leaves his body, and begins to fly through the air at great speed towards Yellowstone National Park.  Saint Germain is there and tells him that the word “Yellowstone” comes from an old tradition, about fourteen thousand years old, referring to a giant, ancient gold mine that was here and operated by Poseidonis, which was a tributary state of Atlantis.  There was also a diamond mine that yielded yellow diamonds.  The gold and diamonds were important to the country, as their molecular vibrations are powerful and they’re used to advance science.

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Catholic Communion Mini-Review

I can’t properly review a Catholic communion because I’m not a believer, and if I did take communion, it would really irritate the Catholics.  More than irritate them, it would be a violation of holy law, so it would likely deeply offend them.

Now, I don’t mind irritating people, or even offending them, but only when they deserve it.   They don’t deserve it, so unless and until I start believing in saints, I’m never going to taste Catholic Jesus.

Fortunately, there’s a solution at hand.  A nice Catholic named Tarah has sent me a review!  And I can pass it on to you.  Here it is:

Catholic Jesus doesn’t taste that great. It’s a whole wheat wafer. The wine isn’t that tasty either; it’s box Gallo, probably. Go eat a Carr’s water cracker and some Franzia that’s been sitting out for an hour. I’m telling you this, because out of all the churches you were at, a Catholic church is probably the single one at which you would most hurt some feels if you eat and drink some Jesus if you aren’t Catholic.  Do as you see fit; it’s not going to change the state of your soul or mine, bro. Just saying. I wouldn’t go out of your way for the culinary experience. There’s not even any brie.

Thanks Tarah!

Book Review: Unveiled Mysteries by Godfré Ray King. Part 1 of 3

Unveiled-MysteriesUnveiled Mysteries

Last Sunday I visited the Saint Germain Foundation “I Am” Temple in Seattle.  I eventually intend to sit in on a seminar so I can review the church, but I can’t go to a seminar until I’ve read three books.

The first book is entitled Unveiled Mysteries and is written by Godfré Ray King.  After doing a little googling, I discovered that this is the pen name of Guy Ballard, the fellow who founded the church.  In this post, I’m going to refer to him as King.

I generally don’t grade churches on their dogma or ritual, because, being an atheist, they have little meaning for me, except in that sometimes they are interesting to experience and write about.  But since they gave me homework, I’m going to write about it.  It won’t affect their review as a church.

Essentially, what I’m going to do here is paraphrase what I read about in the book.  This won’t be an objective critique, or a philosophical study, or anything like that.  I may snark a bit here and there about things that amuse me, as is my bent, or I may point out something neat or interesting, but I’m really not judging their beliefs.  I’m not qualified to do that. And besides, I don’t care what their beliefs are.  My interest is in what they’re saying when they say it, and I’m also interested in the novelty of the experience.

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Bethany Community Church


The Bethany Community Church is a highly successful, well-attended, non-denominational church that’s near my home.  Like Mars Hill, it’s a “rock and roll” church.  It’s got a band, a big screen, and a fairly young flock.  It’s hip, and it’s lively, and it makes a lot of noise.

This church wasn’t on my poll, but so many of it’s parishioners emailed me or sent me comments on the blog or via Reddit inviting me to come, I had to visit.

It’s kind of a mega church, although it’s a bit smaller than the Mars Hill church.  I guess it’s a mini-mega church.  Like Mars Hill, it is so successful that it has more than one sermon on Sundays, it’s pastor is charismatic, well-spoken, entertaining, funny,  and he’s written a few books.

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