There are lots of stories and highlights from the weekend ("meat sweats" comes to mind as an example), but the element most sticking out in my head at the moment is the cult coffee shop we went to in Hyannis.
Some quick context-setting: this trip was my brother's first time to the Cape since high school and so part of the weekend was spent re-visiting all the old haunts and doing the whole "memory lane" thing. One of his fondest memories was getting rollwiches from the Box Lunch. Since we didn't make it there on Friday, Saturday or Sunday, we decided to make a small detour on the way off the Cape in Hyannis. Which we did. But, perplexingly, the Box Lunch in Hyannis was closed for Memorial Day (we expected a sandwich place in a tourist town to be open for the launch of the tourist season, but alas). So, before we got back in the car for the long trip home, I decided to grab an iced coffee and innocently walked into Common Grounds.
There was definitely a weird vibe in the place, but things didn't actually click for me until I went to use the restroom and noticed the wallpaper. You know that wallpaper they have that looks like old newspaper articles? Well, this was that kind of wallpaper, but instead of showing advertisements for the health tonics and men's shoes, it was articles about "Yahshua" the son of God.
The weird-weird part about all this is that my husband's uncle actually belonged to one of these cults about 20 years ago and worked in a coffee shop like this one, which he was telling us all about when he came to visit last week. (Oh Anonymous Commenter, is this actually the same cult?)
Disclaimer: In all fairness, the Twelve Tribes of Israel doesn't think they are a cult.
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The Group I belonged to was called "The Children Of God" It was started by a preacher named David Berg in the 60's out in (where else) Calf.
I was involved 37yrs ago(it was like running away to the circus without animals,laughs,sex,drugs,alcohol you know fun).
It was good training to show how stupid and lemming like people could be. If I ever can't make an honest living I will start a church and hence a cult!
Unfortunately timing is everything and it became sex and drugs(no rock and roll though)after I left.
And yes I was working in a coffee shop in Montreal in the dead of winter where for free hot coffee and a place out of the cold you could have been preaching anything!!!
Signed Achor (Isaiah 65:10)
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