Speaking of "rats" reminded me of when I first started going to church. In Pensacola Fl in 1970.
The pastor called a sister out one night, had her come to the front of the church up front of the pulpit.
He told her he had gained knowledge that she was putting something in her hair and commanded her to take her hair down and remove the damnable thing.
With so much fear of pastoral athority, she complied.
The pastors son, told me later when they all got home after church, Momma let Daddy know that she too had something in her hair as did his daughters and most the other women in the church.
That was just so sad to experience....even worse, after the pastors public humiliation of this sister, there was no public apology.
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Wow--it took me several different tries at the proper wording in Google to get this to turn up, BUT I found it! Apparently the little bowl is called a "hair receiver" [ingenious!], and this one resembles the one my Mom has.
This rates only slightly interesting and mortifyingly [<--I made that up] horrifying. I feel a little awkward and traumatized that I even possess this information about hair collections.
My mom saved her hair too.. I always thought it was odd, and had something to do with her age. She had zip lock baggies full of hair in her dresser.
speaking of "rats" reminded me of when i first started going to church. In pensacola fl in 1970.
The pastor called a sister out one night, had her come to the front of the church up front of the pulpit.
He told her he had gained knowledge that she was putting something in her hair and commanded her to take her hair down and remove the damnable thing.
With so much fear of pastoral athority, she complied.
The pastors son, told me later when they all got home after church, momma let daddy know that she too had something in her hair as did his daughters and most the other women in the church.
That was just so sad to experience....even worse, after the pastors public humiliation of this sister, there was no public apology.
Speaking of "rats" reminded me of when I first started going to church. In Pensacola Fl in 1970.
The pastor called a sister out one night, had her come to the front of the church up front of the pulpit.
He told her he had gained knowledge that she was putting something in her hair and commanded her to take her hair down and remove the damnable thing.
With so much fear of pastoral athority, she complied.
The pastors son, told me later when they all got home after church, Momma let Daddy know that she too had something in her hair as did his daughters and most the other women in the church.
That was just so sad to experience....even worse, after the pastors public humiliation of this sister, there was no public apology.
An example of a pastor who "rules by gossip."
An older family member tells of a similar incident (took place in the 1950s'). The sister was called up front and ordered to take her hair down - and there was nothing there but the hair attached to her scalp! The story was told with a sense of pride and satisfaction that puzzled me. When I asked about the significance, I was told of how "all sorts of things" like "oatmeal boxes and such" were used to add volume to the pile on the top of a lady's head.
Such pride in outward appearance, such social pressure that results in people doing the craziest of things to fit in... it all needs to be "shouted down."
AT PBI in 1974, we were not allowed to wear our hair "small", like in a bun or braid. We had to fix it big. So......because my hair was thing and short, I had a huge net of brown yarn that went under my hair,and a "fall" that was the same color as my hair that went over it. My head weighed like 30 pounds. LOL!! I would get up about 4 AM to fix it for class. On chorale tour, the girls would sit stiff-necked on that bumpy bus all day so we wouldn't have to redo our hair, while the guys laid all over everything. And then, a good service was when we would shout it all down!
The next year the school because JCM, and the rules were relaxed a bit. The new hair styles of "Gibsons" and buns/braids were allowed, and hair became much smaller, thank the Lord!
AT PBI in 1974, we were not allowed to wear our hair "small", like in a bun or braid. We had to fix it big. So......because my hair was thing and short, I had a huge net of brown yarn that went under my hair,and a "fall" that was the same color as my hair that went over it. My head weighed like 30 pounds. LOL!! I would get up about 4 AM to fix it for class. On chorale tour, the girls would sit stiff-necked on that bumpy bus all day so we wouldn't have to redo our hair, while the guys laid all over everything. And then, a good service was when we would shout it all down!
The next year the school because JCM, and the rules were relaxed a bit. The new hair styles of "Gibsons" and buns/braids were allowed, and hair became much smaller, thank the Lord!
AT PBI in 1974, we were not allowed to wear our hair "small", like in a bun or braid. We had to fix it big. So......because my hair was thing and short, I had a huge net of brown yarn that went under my hair,and a "fall" that was the same color as my hair that went over it. My head weighed like 30 pounds. LOL!! I would get up about 4 AM to fix it for class. On chorale tour, the girls would sit stiff-necked on that bumpy bus all day so we wouldn't have to redo our hair, while the guys laid all over everything. And then, a good service was when we would shout it all down!
The next year the school because JCM, and the rules were relaxed a bit. The new hair styles of "Gibsons" and buns/braids were allowed, and hair became much smaller, thank the Lord!
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Originally Posted by *AQuietPlace*
That's amazing!
They really wanted to get that "look" didn't they? I'll never understand this stuff. And, notice that the heaviest burdens seem to have always fallen upon the girls.
Aren't you glad we live in an era that doesn't require beehives in order to be beautiful????
Obviously not a view shared by the majority of women at the AMC conference. I have not seen so many beehive hairdos since I was a child.
I guess it is true everything comes back around. There were a lot of teenage girls with the big hairdo's. Everybody was dressed very classy and nice so I am not disparaging them. Just making the observation that it was like stepping back in a time machine. I fully expected to see some of them carrying accordian cases!
__________________ "I think some people love spiritual bondage just the way some people love physical bondage. It makes them feel secure. In the end though it is not healthy for the one who is lost over it or the one who is lives under the oppression even if by their own choice"
Titus2woman on AFF
"We did not wear uniforms. The lady workers dressed in the current fashions of the day, ...silks...satins...jewels or whatever they happened to possess. They were very smartly turned out, so that they made an impressive appearance on the streets where a large part of our work was conducted in the early years.
"It was not until long after, when former Holiness preachers had become part of us, that strict plainness of dress began to be taught.
"Although Entire Sanctification was preached at the beginning of the Movement, it was from a Wesleyan viewpoint, and had in it very little of the later Holiness Movement characteristics. Nothing was ever said about apparel, for everyone was so taken up with the Lord that mode of dress seemingly never occurred to any of us."
Quote from Ethel Goss (widow of 1st UPC Gen Supt. Howard Goss) book "The Winds of God"
Obviously not a view shared by the majority of women at the AMC conference. I have not seen so many beehive hairdos since I was a child.
I guess it is true everything comes back around. There were a lot of teenage girls with the big hairdo's. Everybody was dressed very classy and nice so I am not disparaging them. Just making the observation that it was like stepping back in a time machine. I fully expected to see some of them carrying accordian cases!
Would they play B52's music on those accordions?
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AT PBI in 1974, we were not allowed to wear our hair "small", like in a bun or braid. We had to fix it big. So......because my hair was thing and short, I had a huge net of brown yarn that went under my hair,and a "fall" that was the same color as my hair that went over it. My head weighed like 30 pounds. LOL!! I would get up about 4 AM to fix it for class. On chorale tour, the girls would sit stiff-necked on that bumpy bus all day so we wouldn't have to redo our hair, while the guys laid all over everything. And then, a good service was when we would shout it all down!
The next year the school because JCM, and the rules were relaxed a bit. The new hair styles of "Gibsons" and buns/braids were allowed, and hair became much smaller, thank the Lord!
Mrs. CC1 had perfected the swoop / bun in JAX. While it looked amazingly simple she actually spent a lot of time trying to get it smooth. I always said that by the time she got ready for church she really needed church!
__________________ "I think some people love spiritual bondage just the way some people love physical bondage. It makes them feel secure. In the end though it is not healthy for the one who is lost over it or the one who is lives under the oppression even if by their own choice"
Titus2woman on AFF
"We did not wear uniforms. The lady workers dressed in the current fashions of the day, ...silks...satins...jewels or whatever they happened to possess. They were very smartly turned out, so that they made an impressive appearance on the streets where a large part of our work was conducted in the early years.
"It was not until long after, when former Holiness preachers had become part of us, that strict plainness of dress began to be taught.
"Although Entire Sanctification was preached at the beginning of the Movement, it was from a Wesleyan viewpoint, and had in it very little of the later Holiness Movement characteristics. Nothing was ever said about apparel, for everyone was so taken up with the Lord that mode of dress seemingly never occurred to any of us."
Quote from Ethel Goss (widow of 1st UPC Gen Supt. Howard Goss) book "The Winds of God"