April 30, 2012

-image-everybody loves raymond, exhibit c

The final comment left on our FOC blog last summer by dear “Brother Raymond.”

There is really nothing to say except that he missed the point of the story — entirely — because he didn’t even finish it.

I read most of your journey through (FOC) and frankly I could not finish it. (And yet I still have tons of loving opinions about the kind of people you and your husband are.) Truly I think the dangerous people in that situation were you and your husband (Whoops — guess I shouldn’t have gone up and prayed for those two people. They may have caught my “dangerous” cooties.) and you both obviously have a lot of bitterness and need some healing. I find it incredible you both went through this big, demanding drama because you were writing mean things about people and God exposed you. (“God exposed us”? No, Joe did. He misses the whole “anonymous” angle of the thing entirely. I am literally hopeless about people with this rigid unthinking mindset.) What is spoken in darkness will be declared from the rooftops, have you read that saying from Jesus. (I wasn’t speaking in “darkness,” precious, but I was speaking, again, anonymously.) I was a little more sympathetic at firs (I myself don’t waste much sympathy on firs, but to each his own) because I have heard other..really horrible stories about (FOC) but yours was not one of them. (We never claimed it was a “horrible story.”) Actually you made me feel sorry for them having to endure your selfish, sneaky, backbiting behavior that eventually got them all demonized publicly by you. (NOT publicly! AHHHHHHH! It’s the willful ignorance I find so intolerable.) I can tell you this much…I don’t think its Christians that have the problem. I think you need to really…really..truly meet Jesus and get healed so you can love people and not be so mean and petty. I feel sorry for you. Mainly because by your writings you are apparently so blind to your own behaviors, and that you were mad at people who weren’t any worse than you two drama king and queen. I’m sorry people didn’t play patty cake with your fragile ego..but you gotta die to yourself so you can live for Christ. I really am sad for you. I am almost crying because your slander and selfishness is doing harm to others that may seek Jesus, but desire to stay away because of all your raging and bitterness. (Oh, for God’s sake. I hate this argument. So if I write about my own personal experience with Christians at a certain church and it’s not the best experience I’ve ever had, I’ve somehow ruined Jesus?? Churches are flawed. Christians are flawed. If we do nothing but hide the flaws to “protect Jesus” — who doesn’t actually need our protection — we just breed even more flaws, even deeper issues. If a husband and wife, for instance, never speak of any issues between them, the issues compound over time and become much worse. If people want to seek Jesus, they will find Jesus. And the church isn’t Jesus, actually.) I pray you repent and become a servant instead of a sulking, sneaky passive aggressive. (Yeah, it would be nice if that happened.) I am sorry if this is to harsh (Harsh? No! It’s lovely! I’m gonna have “Here lies Tracey, a sulking sneaky passive aggressive” put on my tombstone.) but your I am sorry if this is to harsh but your blog…its shameful. May the Lord forgive you and may you repent to these people.

Matter of fact I wonder if you went public with this stuff just to get attention for yourselves. I saw you created this a month ago..right in the middle of a public FOC meltdown. (Nope. The “FOC meltdown” last summer happened, oh, about 6-7 weeks AFTER our little story went online. But thanks for that unfounded accusation.) I hope that s not why you have done this and I pray it backfires in your face if that’s what you are doing. Crawling on the backs of others to get recognition for yourself is not an attribute of Jesus. (This sentence just strikes me as so funny. Like you’d put that on your dating profile: “I crawl on the backs of others to get recognition, much like Jesus Christ himself.”) If you have issues with what I have said you can freely print them and I will explain to anyone who disagrees with me why your blog is so infuriating and wrong, from a biblical perspective. I know many will accuse me of being a secret (FOC) agent but that’s why I gave you my website. I live in Colorado..married with six kids…and going to Seminary in Denver. (Oh, I have more to tell you about our Brother Raymond, pippa.) I go to a stranger church than (FOC) and work with addicts. I am saying these things not because I have any sympathy for (FOC) but because you call yourself Christians while you try to drag people who attempted to love you through the mud. (Again, it would be super duper helpful to your basic comprehension of events if you’d actually finished reading about said events.) I even have pictures on my website because I have no issues with walking in the light. (Yes, I did get a gander at those.) I do not fear men and I do not take potshots at Then right after, a post later, I saw you got busted and I literally laughed out loud. (This is what’s so interesting to me. I got “busted.” That’s how he sees it. I wrote anonymously about my own experience at a (still) unnamed church, someone outed that, and I deserved to be “busted.” I just can’t understand this mindset. I hope I never do, to be honest.) Yet still you made an insight about people whispering, and you marching over to confront them with their eyes bulging out, and how someone looks when they have been caught. Somehow you made no connection to yourself. You were mad because you got caught and were running around church with your own paranoid eyes bugging out thinking everyone was focused on you. (Hm. I didn’t think “everyone was focused on me” but clearly a few people were for a certain amount of time, based on the empirical evidence.) How arrogant is that, as if you are the center of everyone’s universe. (What? I’m NOT???) It never occurred to you that maybe they didn’t even care and felt sorry for you. You projected all these evil intentions from yourself dear woman. The wicked flee when no one pursues them. (I get it already. You think I’m wicked.) I knew you would deal with it in a petty and mean way by your previous postings. Its sad you cannot see that. (MB and I tried over and over and over to get Joe to talk to us — you know, like it says to do in the Bible. Again, reading the entire story before passing judgment might be a good idea.) I hope you at least have the courage and integrity to post my comments so we can dialog in the light. (Nope. We didn’t post his comments since MB and I decided our Brother Raymond was a tad …… unstable. Someone can disagree with me or take me to task, but if they can’t do it rationally or even coherently, well, I don’t want to engage that. It’s a waste of valuable mental resources.) So far, I feel you are a glory seeker and will not because you are afraid of confrontation (Hahahaha, you clearly do NOT know me) and like to bash people in private. But we’ll see. If you say you know God and hate your brother…your a liar. That’s what John said. (Yes, I know. Thank you. Perhaps you could think on that verse a bit? Just a thought. Not once did I say I hated anyone in this scenario. Not once did I bash anyone’s character in this scenario. I don’t hate anyone in this scenario. I had a huge problem with people’s actions/behaviors/institutional mindsets. I have a huge problem, too, with minds who can’t/won’t make those kinds of distinctions.) I pray you examine your own treatment of believers before you continue to bash them publicly. (Uh, ditto?) I actually thought it was awesome when God outed you. (So you’ve said.) I was so upset with your arrogance and belittling behavior I sent you a comment.

And Brother Raymond exits, pursued by a bear.

Here’s the thing about Ray:

Brother Raymond is, essentially, a street preacher. A few years ago, he believed he’d heard the call of God to walk across the country all the way to New York City, preaching the word of God along the way, standing on street corners, lovingly yelling at people to repent, come to Jesus, etc., because 911 was just God’s warning to us, a harbinger of worse to come. All of this is very effective stuff, modeled on how most churches and pastors share the gospel, of course, which is why the streets in New York City are always so crowded. Just too many street preachers reaching the lost.

His wife and 6 children did not accompany him on this task. No. He left them at home while he trudged across America, straightening out his priorities with every step. I mean, one assumes.

Brother Raymond and his friend Brother Elliott even made a series of fascinating videos about their quest and how 911 inspired all their work for the Lord.

You can start the viewing here.

Break out the popcorn, pippa.


  1. Shorter Ray-Ray: “Me Me Me I hate this blog and you’re wicked :( and I cried for you WALL OF TEXT and I laughed at you you sneaky passive aggressive repent :) Me Me Me come to Jesus who busted you.”

    Imagine what he would have said if he’d known about your drunken slatternity. Jesus called the least of these except you! :)

    Comment by nightfly — April 30, 2012 @ 6:21 pm

  2. NF — Hahahahahaha! I’m crying over here! Nice use of gratuitous emoticons, too. Doesn’t he know the best way to express displeasure with me IS the frowny face emoticon?

    I watched his first YouTube video and that’s all I could do.

    That dude be crazy.

    Comment by tracey — April 30, 2012 @ 8:25 pm

  3. Wait, so you “went public with this stuff” but you also “like to bash people in private”? :( (Frowny face of confusion)

    I had to stop the video at 1:03, mostly because I had started a drinking game about messed-up past participles.

    Comment by Kate P — April 30, 2012 @ 8:42 pm

  4. Holy Amish beard, Batman. O-o

    Now his mental wanderings make sense in a twisted, warped, religious wacko kind of way.

    Nothing says “delusions of spiritual grandeur” quite as pathetically as admitting you’d make a craptastic pastor and that you have a wife and SIX KIDS to feed and clothe yet you are going to seminary anyway.

    I do not want to see what his wife looks like. I do not want to know what kind of woman would willingly reproduce six times with the likes of Ray-Ray. Some things I simply do no want to know. Let me be happy in my ignorance.

    Comment by RandomThoughts — April 30, 2012 @ 10:49 pm

  5. Look at you, seeking nothing but recognition for yourself, by writing anonymously!

    Pretty passive aggressive way to do it, too…

    Not like Ray here is at all interested in recognition, abandoning his family to go on the road and make videos about his special holy quest. Not at all.

    Comment by roo — May 1, 2012 @ 9:03 am

  6. // I’m sorry people didn’t play patty cake with your fragile ego //

    Funny, when people are truly sorry about something they usually don’t use such vicious condescending language.

    Comment by sheila — May 1, 2012 @ 9:36 am

  7. // I know many will accuse me of being a secret (FOC) agent //

    Oh, no Raymond, the only thing I accuse you of is being a bore and a terrible writer.

    Comment by sheila — May 1, 2012 @ 9:37 am

  8. …videos about his special holy quest.

    HAHAHAHAHAHAHA now I’m heckling the videos in my head with lines from Monty Python and the Holy Grail. Roo, you may have saved my brain and I’m grateful.

    The thought of Ray-Ray stomping around lower Manhattan while clapping a pair of empty coconut shells has made my entire May. Seriously, gonna just live off that for four solid weeks. “Now go ‘way, or I shall taunt you a second time!”

    Comment by nightfly — May 1, 2012 @ 10:30 am

  9. I wonder if I’ve seen him around, preaching.

    Comment by sheila — May 1, 2012 @ 2:51 pm

  10. Kate P — Hahahahahaha.

    RT — I never saw any photos of his wife on his blog, as I recall.

    roo — Well, I AM a gloryseeker, you know.

    sheila — I wondered that too. Now you know to look for him. Unless he’s finally gone home, you know, to his WIFE AND SIX KIDS.

    Comment by tracey — May 1, 2012 @ 9:50 pm

  11. How on earth does a hobo like him even have access to the Internet?

    Comment by sheila — May 2, 2012 @ 7:19 am

  12. The thought of Ray-Ray stomping around lower Manhattan while clapping a pair of empty coconut shells has made my entire May. Seriously, gonna just live off that for four solid weeks. “Now go ‘way, or I shall taunt you a second time!”


    Comment by RandomThoughts — May 2, 2012 @ 10:21 am

  13. sheila — You raise a valid question.

    And NF is killing me.

    Comment by tracey — May 2, 2012 @ 11:05 am

  14. Wow.

    ‘Nuff said.

    Comment by Melody — May 2, 2012 @ 11:53 am

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