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Hypocrisy is a big turn-off to people against Christianity.

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Let me tell you about a Rescue Mission I stayed in during the late summertime of 2017.

It's called the Boise Rescue Mission in Boise, ID and it has a sign on the building stating that "Jesus Saves".

Here is its official website:

Home Page | Boise Rescue Mission Ministries

Here is the bad about this joint:

1. the staff people there are condescending against the grown men who are "guests" or are seeking to become "guests" there: the poor people who go there for help are often spoken to and scolded as children

2. the place where men sleep there is very dirty and unsanitary: by most landlord-tenant standards the place would be uninhabitable in the eyes of state landlord-tenant laws

3. one of the staff people, a man named Don, said "goodnight, girls!" in a sarcastic voice one night as he was leaving the "medical" dorm where the men with health problems slept

4. the kitchen and dining area is dirty and filled with flies: there is no real cook there and often the food is burned, the people going to eat there often look as skinny as a rail

5. they allow the "medical" (sick/disabled) men staying there to go outside to smoke cigarettes during the day: I don't smoke and I was treated like a baby by one of the young staffers there ( a black man, I forgot his name) for going out to my car into the mission parking lot and making myself a sandwich during the day out of the cooler I kept in my car since they didn't allow food in the dorm areas and there is no place or day room for guests to eat inside and refrigeration to keep their food: I was told I had to leave the mission property completely if I wanted to eat out of my car; I was one of the infirmed assigned to day bedrest: I had to take food with my medication because the pain meds stated on the label to take with food but these idiots weren't very understanding; I complained to one of the other staffers, a man named Ralph, and he was not understanding either saying that the "medical" guests could not "come and go as they pleased" : it's like they wanted the medical people to be confined in their beds all day long or leave the place for the whole day completely: I was having wholesome food with my medicine but "it was OK" for the medical people to go out in the parking lot to light up cigarettes at various times during the day and kill me with their second-hand smoke: to leave the mission parking lot means I would have had to drive my car and it wasn't legal for me to drive anyway under the pain medication which causes drowsiness

6. one night as I was lying in my medical dorm bed, I smelled liquid bleach fumes and was starting to have bad migraine headaches, chest pains, heart palpitations and trouble breathing: I noted that somebody was using liquid bleach to clean the men's room and the odors migrated from the bathroom into the dorm sleeping area: I complained to one of the older staffers there named John: he stated that liquid bleach had to be used to sanitize the bathrooms because that was what was donated to the mission: I begged for him to make policy not to use that product to disinfect the dorm and bathroom area because I was chemical-sensitive, but he was not sympathetic: I told him I would go public about this using harmful chemicals in an area with inadequate ventilation and he threatened to boot me out in the streets for allegedly "threatening" this mission, I then just told him I wanted to go the the hospital emergency room and he let me go: I then went in my car to the local VA hospital, as an Army Vet, and stayed there overnight: it was clean and very sanitary and actually pleasant in the VA inpatient ward with a private room and no snoring smelly men: I was discharged in the afternoon the following day: the next day, I called Don the staffer at the mission on my Obama Phone just before being discharged at the hospital, and told him what happened and that I would be willing to donate hydrogen peroxide that I bought out of my own pocket to the mission for janitorial use and he said that could work out: the janitor at the VA hospital said they use a hydrogen-based product for disinfecting: so, I brought hydrogen peroxide into the mission and that was used to disinfect the men's toilets for the remaining two weeks I was there and I never smelled Clorox in the dorm again: I volunteered to do the "medical" men's bathroom to ensure only my safe product was only used for cleaning purposes

You see the hypocrisy? Would Jesus Christ Himself kick a poor person out of His temple for complaining of health issues? Back in the Bible, they had no such harmful chemicals around anyway. No, Jesus would heal people who were sick, not kick them outside to die in the elements.

7. there were some toilet stalls in some of the men's bathrooms lacking stall doors completely: this means that men defecating had to sit on the toilet with no privacy, modesty or decency: this Mission must think it a heinous crime to be poor and needy to inflict such jail-like punishment; yes, I'm disabled and thus poor... yep, it was all my fault I came down with CFS and rheumatoid arthritis, right? God must be punishing me for a life of personal sin, correct?

8. this Rescue Mission has more than one fancy passenger van but they won't drive poor, elderly or disabled people to the bus station to catch the Greyhound out of state downtown even: these people might have a bus ticket but no money for cab fare

9. I read a website from doing a Google search, but can't find that link now, that this Mission had a revenue in excess of five million dollars in 2016, but the living conditions for the guests and food there is appalling, very slumlord like; often staff people have nice motorcycles and nice vehicles: you'd have to be totally mentally retarded to believe that somebody in that place is not making big bucks like a fat cat in the name of God and Christ. I do believe hell is going to be full of so-called Christians.

It is places like this Mission that make me hesitant to ever want to set foot in a church again.


I am so sorry for you and I am praying for you and everyone seeking help from that organization. Jesus would say to love and help everyone. There is something wrong with that place. They are not behaving in a Christian way. I am no longer a Christian because I am so sick of all of the supposed Christians and the way they treat others.
 

shmogie

Well-Known Member
Let me tell you about a Rescue Mission I stayed in during the late summertime of 2017.

It's called the Boise Rescue Mission in Boise, ID and it has a sign on the building stating that "Jesus Saves".

Here is its official website:

Home Page | Boise Rescue Mission Ministries

Here is the bad about this joint:

1. the staff people there are condescending against the grown men who are "guests" or are seeking to become "guests" there: the poor people who go there for help are often spoken to and scolded as children

2. the place where men sleep there is very dirty and unsanitary: by most landlord-tenant standards the place would be uninhabitable in the eyes of state landlord-tenant laws

3. one of the staff people, a man named Don, said "goodnight, girls!" in a sarcastic voice one night as he was leaving the "medical" dorm where the men with health problems slept

4. the kitchen and dining area is dirty and filled with flies: there is no real cook there and often the food is burned, the people going to eat there often look as skinny as a rail

5. they allow the "medical" (sick/disabled) men staying there to go outside to smoke cigarettes during the day: I don't smoke and I was treated like a baby by one of the young staffers there ( a black man, I forgot his name) for going out to my car into the mission parking lot and making myself a sandwich during the day out of the cooler I kept in my car since they didn't allow food in the dorm areas and there is no place or day room for guests to eat inside and refrigeration to keep their food: I was told I had to leave the mission property completely if I wanted to eat out of my car; I was one of the infirmed assigned to day bedrest: I had to take food with my medication because the pain meds stated on the label to take with food but these idiots weren't very understanding; I complained to one of the other staffers, a man named Ralph, and he was not understanding either saying that the "medical" guests could not "come and go as they pleased" : it's like they wanted the medical people to be confined in their beds all day long or leave the place for the whole day completely: I was having wholesome food with my medicine but "it was OK" for the medical people to go out in the parking lot to light up cigarettes at various times during the day and kill me with their second-hand smoke: to leave the mission parking lot means I would have had to drive my car and it wasn't legal for me to drive anyway under the pain medication which causes drowsiness

6. one night as I was lying in my medical dorm bed, I smelled liquid bleach fumes and was starting to have bad migraine headaches, chest pains, heart palpitations and trouble breathing: I noted that somebody was using liquid bleach to clean the men's room and the odors migrated from the bathroom into the dorm sleeping area: I complained to one of the older staffers there named John: he stated that liquid bleach had to be used to sanitize the bathrooms because that was what was donated to the mission: I begged for him to make policy not to use that product to disinfect the dorm and bathroom area because I was chemical-sensitive, but he was not sympathetic: I told him I would go public about this using harmful chemicals in an area with inadequate ventilation and he threatened to boot me out in the streets for allegedly "threatening" this mission, I then just told him I wanted to go the the hospital emergency room and he let me go: I then went in my car to the local VA hospital, as an Army Vet, and stayed there overnight: it was clean and very sanitary and actually pleasant in the VA inpatient ward with a private room and no snoring smelly men: I was discharged in the afternoon the following day: the next day, I called Don the staffer at the mission on my Obama Phone just before being discharged at the hospital, and told him what happened and that I would be willing to donate hydrogen peroxide that I bought out of my own pocket to the mission for janitorial use and he said that could work out: the janitor at the VA hospital said they use a hydrogen-based product for disinfecting: so, I brought hydrogen peroxide into the mission and that was used to disinfect the men's toilets for the remaining two weeks I was there and I never smelled Clorox in the dorm again: I volunteered to do the "medical" men's bathroom to ensure only my safe product was only used for cleaning purposes

You see the hypocrisy? Would Jesus Christ Himself kick a poor person out of His temple for complaining of health issues? Back in the Bible, they had no such harmful chemicals around anyway. No, Jesus would heal people who were sick, not kick them outside to die in the elements.

7. there were some toilet stalls in some of the men's bathrooms lacking stall doors completely: this means that men defecating had to sit on the toilet with no privacy, modesty or decency: this Mission must think it a heinous crime to be poor and needy to inflict such jail-like punishment; yes, I'm disabled and thus poor... yep, it was all my fault I came down with CFS and rheumatoid arthritis, right? God must be punishing me for a life of personal sin, correct?

8. this Rescue Mission has more than one fancy passenger van but they won't drive poor, elderly or disabled people to the bus station to catch the Greyhound out of state downtown even: these people might have a bus ticket but no money for cab fare

9. I read a website from doing a Google search, but can't find that link now, that this Mission had a revenue in excess of five million dollars in 2016, but the living conditions for the guests and food there is appalling, very slumlord like; often staff people have nice motorcycles and nice vehicles: you'd have to be totally mentally retarded to believe that somebody in that place is not making big bucks like a fat cat in the name of God and Christ. I do believe hell is going to be full of so-called Christians.

It is places like this Mission that make me hesitant to ever want to set foot in a church again.
Do you know for a fact that this mission had the revenue you stated?

How many of the staff are volunteers ?

Do they owe you something ?

There are a lot of questions to be answered before a clear picture will emerge
 

Milton Platt

Well-Known Member
Let me tell you about a Rescue Mission I stayed in during the late summertime of 2017.

It's called the Boise Rescue Mission in Boise, ID and it has a sign on the building stating that "Jesus Saves".

Here is its official website:

Home Page | Boise Rescue Mission Ministries

Here is the bad about this joint:

1. the staff people there are condescending against the grown men who are "guests" or are seeking to become "guests" there: the poor people who go there for help are often spoken to and scolded as children

2. the place where men sleep there is very dirty and unsanitary: by most landlord-tenant standards the place would be uninhabitable in the eyes of state landlord-tenant laws

3. one of the staff people, a man named Don, said "goodnight, girls!" in a sarcastic voice one night as he was leaving the "medical" dorm where the men with health problems slept

4. the kitchen and dining area is dirty and filled with flies: there is no real cook there and often the food is burned, the people going to eat there often look as skinny as a rail

5. they allow the "medical" (sick/disabled) men staying there to go outside to smoke cigarettes during the day: I don't smoke and I was treated like a baby by one of the young staffers there ( a black man, I forgot his name) for going out to my car into the mission parking lot and making myself a sandwich during the day out of the cooler I kept in my car since they didn't allow food in the dorm areas and there is no place or day room for guests to eat inside and refrigeration to keep their food: I was told I had to leave the mission property completely if I wanted to eat out of my car; I was one of the infirmed assigned to day bedrest: I had to take food with my medication because the pain meds stated on the label to take with food but these idiots weren't very understanding; I complained to one of the other staffers, a man named Ralph, and he was not understanding either saying that the "medical" guests could not "come and go as they pleased" : it's like they wanted the medical people to be confined in their beds all day long or leave the place for the whole day completely: I was having wholesome food with my medicine but "it was OK" for the medical people to go out in the parking lot to light up cigarettes at various times during the day and kill me with their second-hand smoke: to leave the mission parking lot means I would have had to drive my car and it wasn't legal for me to drive anyway under the pain medication which causes drowsiness

6. one night as I was lying in my medical dorm bed, I smelled liquid bleach fumes and was starting to have bad migraine headaches, chest pains, heart palpitations and trouble breathing: I noted that somebody was using liquid bleach to clean the men's room and the odors migrated from the bathroom into the dorm sleeping area: I complained to one of the older staffers there named John: he stated that liquid bleach had to be used to sanitize the bathrooms because that was what was donated to the mission: I begged for him to make policy not to use that product to disinfect the dorm and bathroom area because I was chemical-sensitive, but he was not sympathetic: I told him I would go public about this using harmful chemicals in an area with inadequate ventilation and he threatened to boot me out in the streets for allegedly "threatening" this mission, I then just told him I wanted to go the the hospital emergency room and he let me go: I then went in my car to the local VA hospital, as an Army Vet, and stayed there overnight: it was clean and very sanitary and actually pleasant in the VA inpatient ward with a private room and no snoring smelly men: I was discharged in the afternoon the following day: the next day, I called Don the staffer at the mission on my Obama Phone just before being discharged at the hospital, and told him what happened and that I would be willing to donate hydrogen peroxide that I bought out of my own pocket to the mission for janitorial use and he said that could work out: the janitor at the VA hospital said they use a hydrogen-based product for disinfecting: so, I brought hydrogen peroxide into the mission and that was used to disinfect the men's toilets for the remaining two weeks I was there and I never smelled Clorox in the dorm again: I volunteered to do the "medical" men's bathroom to ensure only my safe product was only used for cleaning purposes

You see the hypocrisy? Would Jesus Christ Himself kick a poor person out of His temple for complaining of health issues? Back in the Bible, they had no such harmful chemicals around anyway. No, Jesus would heal people who were sick, not kick them outside to die in the elements.

7. there were some toilet stalls in some of the men's bathrooms lacking stall doors completely: this means that men defecating had to sit on the toilet with no privacy, modesty or decency: this Mission must think it a heinous crime to be poor and needy to inflict such jail-like punishment; yes, I'm disabled and thus poor... yep, it was all my fault I came down with CFS and rheumatoid arthritis, right? God must be punishing me for a life of personal sin, correct?

8. this Rescue Mission has more than one fancy passenger van but they won't drive poor, elderly or disabled people to the bus station to catch the Greyhound out of state downtown even: these people might have a bus ticket but no money for cab fare

9. I read a website from doing a Google search, but can't find that link now, that this Mission had a revenue in excess of five million dollars in 2016, but the living conditions for the guests and food there is appalling, very slumlord like; often staff people have nice motorcycles and nice vehicles: you'd have to be totally mentally retarded to believe that somebody in that place is not making big bucks like a fat cat in the name of God and Christ. I do believe hell is going to be full of so-called Christians.

It is places like this Mission that make me hesitant to ever want to set foot in a church again.

Making profit off of people's desire to believe in a god or miracles is fairly commonplace, unfortunately. Money is taken from those who can ill afford to give it. There are exceptions, however. I stayed at a guest house run by the Quakers in Mexico city on several occasions. They were very socially active and accomplished a great deal with the resources they had available to them.

Edit: Looking at the website you linked to, I see that they have numerous programs, such as mental health, education and career programs, community outreach, emergency services, recovery programs, children's services, etc. they also have 7 missions in operation, including women's shelters.
I can see how they would need a large budget.
 
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shmogie

Well-Known Member
I am so sorry for you and I am praying for you and everyone seeking help from that organization. Jesus would say to love and help everyone. There is something wrong with that place. They are not behaving in a Christian way. I am no longer a Christian because I am so sick of all of the supposed Christians and the way they treat others.
If you are going to judge Christ and His teachings by looking at others who say they follow those teachings, then you will be sorely disappointed.

He Himself talked about the broad path and the narrow path, and those who in the end tell him how great they were in his name, and He tells them to buzz off.

I at one time believed I had the ability and right to Judge other Christians, then God really smacked me good.

I now know it is my responsibility, between He and I, to judge my own soul, and to let others worry about theirs. The only true judge will judge all of us when the time comes.
 

JJ50

Well-Known Member
If you are going to judge Christ and His teachings by looking at others who say they follow those teachings, then you will be sorely disappointed.

He Himself talked about the broad path and the narrow path, and those who in the end tell him how great they were in his name, and He tells them to buzz off.

I at one time believed I had the ability and right to Judge other Christians, then God really smacked me good.

I now know it is my responsibility, between He and I, to judge my own soul, and to let others worry about theirs. The only true judge will judge all of us when the time comes.
Or not, if it doesn't exist.
 

Saint Frankenstein

Wanderer From Afar
Premium Member
Let me tell you about a Rescue Mission I stayed in during the late summertime of 2017.

It's called the Boise Rescue Mission in Boise, ID and it has a sign on the building stating that "Jesus Saves".

Here is its official website:

Home Page | Boise Rescue Mission Ministries

Here is the bad about this joint:

1. the staff people there are condescending against the grown men who are "guests" or are seeking to become "guests" there: the poor people who go there for help are often spoken to and scolded as children

2. the place where men sleep there is very dirty and unsanitary: by most landlord-tenant standards the place would be uninhabitable in the eyes of state landlord-tenant laws

3. one of the staff people, a man named Don, said "goodnight, girls!" in a sarcastic voice one night as he was leaving the "medical" dorm where the men with health problems slept

4. the kitchen and dining area is dirty and filled with flies: there is no real cook there and often the food is burned, the people going to eat there often look as skinny as a rail

5. they allow the "medical" (sick/disabled) men staying there to go outside to smoke cigarettes during the day: I don't smoke and I was treated like a baby by one of the young staffers there ( a black man, I forgot his name) for going out to my car into the mission parking lot and making myself a sandwich during the day out of the cooler I kept in my car since they didn't allow food in the dorm areas and there is no place or day room for guests to eat inside and refrigeration to keep their food: I was told I had to leave the mission property completely if I wanted to eat out of my car; I was one of the infirmed assigned to day bedrest: I had to take food with my medication because the pain meds stated on the label to take with food but these idiots weren't very understanding; I complained to one of the other staffers, a man named Ralph, and he was not understanding either saying that the "medical" guests could not "come and go as they pleased" : it's like they wanted the medical people to be confined in their beds all day long or leave the place for the whole day completely: I was having wholesome food with my medicine but "it was OK" for the medical people to go out in the parking lot to light up cigarettes at various times during the day and kill me with their second-hand smoke: to leave the mission parking lot means I would have had to drive my car and it wasn't legal for me to drive anyway under the pain medication which causes drowsiness

6. one night as I was lying in my medical dorm bed, I smelled liquid bleach fumes and was starting to have bad migraine headaches, chest pains, heart palpitations and trouble breathing: I noted that somebody was using liquid bleach to clean the men's room and the odors migrated from the bathroom into the dorm sleeping area: I complained to one of the older staffers there named John: he stated that liquid bleach had to be used to sanitize the bathrooms because that was what was donated to the mission: I begged for him to make policy not to use that product to disinfect the dorm and bathroom area because I was chemical-sensitive, but he was not sympathetic: I told him I would go public about this using harmful chemicals in an area with inadequate ventilation and he threatened to boot me out in the streets for allegedly "threatening" this mission, I then just told him I wanted to go the the hospital emergency room and he let me go: I then went in my car to the local VA hospital, as an Army Vet, and stayed there overnight: it was clean and very sanitary and actually pleasant in the VA inpatient ward with a private room and no snoring smelly men: I was discharged in the afternoon the following day: the next day, I called Don the staffer at the mission on my Obama Phone just before being discharged at the hospital, and told him what happened and that I would be willing to donate hydrogen peroxide that I bought out of my own pocket to the mission for janitorial use and he said that could work out: the janitor at the VA hospital said they use a hydrogen-based product for disinfecting: so, I brought hydrogen peroxide into the mission and that was used to disinfect the men's toilets for the remaining two weeks I was there and I never smelled Clorox in the dorm again: I volunteered to do the "medical" men's bathroom to ensure only my safe product was only used for cleaning purposes

You see the hypocrisy? Would Jesus Christ Himself kick a poor person out of His temple for complaining of health issues? Back in the Bible, they had no such harmful chemicals around anyway. No, Jesus would heal people who were sick, not kick them outside to die in the elements.

7. there were some toilet stalls in some of the men's bathrooms lacking stall doors completely: this means that men defecating had to sit on the toilet with no privacy, modesty or decency: this Mission must think it a heinous crime to be poor and needy to inflict such jail-like punishment; yes, I'm disabled and thus poor... yep, it was all my fault I came down with CFS and rheumatoid arthritis, right? God must be punishing me for a life of personal sin, correct?

8. this Rescue Mission has more than one fancy passenger van but they won't drive poor, elderly or disabled people to the bus station to catch the Greyhound out of state downtown even: these people might have a bus ticket but no money for cab fare

9. I read a website from doing a Google search, but can't find that link now, that this Mission had a revenue in excess of five million dollars in 2016, but the living conditions for the guests and food there is appalling, very slumlord like; often staff people have nice motorcycles and nice vehicles: you'd have to be totally mentally retarded to believe that somebody in that place is not making big bucks like a fat cat in the name of God and Christ. I do believe hell is going to be full of so-called Christians.

It is places like this Mission that make me hesitant to ever want to set foot in a church again.
That's awful! Sadly not uncommon, however. You should complain to anyone who will listen. Take it to the news, too. They love stories like that.
 
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