No, not Philadephia. Apparantely, Philadelphia tries to be a reference to "brotherly love" in Greek, while Christadelphians would be "brothers in christ".
Yes, everybody loves bungled anglicisations of Greek words.
The Christadelphians
The trip started like any other. Managed to find the place with fewer problems than ever before.
Something was a little weird when we entered, however. Women had mini-veils on their heads. Yes, it's in the Bible.
And so the service began, like any other, except no Powerpoint. Just a guy talking. How can people convey a meaning without Powerpoint, in this day and age? What would we ever do without clipart?
The pastor/priest began saying the usual stuff, I believe we sang some songs.
The group appeared to be very Bible centric. Which is a good thing, because literacy is good. Powerpoint is cooler though.
One thing that really remember is how much the virgin birth was discussed. The guy mentioned something along the lines of: "Put yourself in Mary's shoes. You're having a son without a father, you have nothing, nobody will take you in and everyone thinks you're crazy".
The message he was trying to convey was probably that of the determination and the God-given strength of Mary. Or something like that.
It rang hollow for me personally, as the Catholics always spout out similar stories. Not only does the discussion of the virgin birth bring out incredible holes (discussions about culture at the time usually end up with a motive for Mary to lie) but it also holds very little teaching value as its relation to modern life is totally abstract and therefore meaningless without incredible interpretations and hand-waving. Nobody is knocked up by God anymore. Everybody has babies in hospitals. But back on topic.
Anyways, the service ended and we were invited to share lunch with the congregation, which was awesome.
I was introduced to lasagna made with TVP for the very first time. It actually tasted pretty good. I can't believe it's not ground beef!
