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CHURCH of GOD

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Volume 1 Number 1 October, 1964

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TOTAL 6577

Official Registrationat

Squaw ValleyChildren 1975Juniors 542Adults 4060

6500 Learn, Rejoice, WorshipAt Squaw Valley Festival

For the fourth straight year God set His name in beautiful SquawValley, 1960 Winter Olympic site. Coming from the western United States,Canada, Alaska, Hawaii, and Mexico, 6577 brethren filled Blyth Arena

to hear thirty-two messages of instruc­tion, correction, exhortation, encourage­ment and love-to keep the Festival ofTabernacles.

This year there were even betterfacilities, more new motels, warm co­operation with those from the Valley,appreciated discipline and obedienceamong God's people and weather thatwas absolutely ideal. All of this helpedus to get the very most out of the threebasic reasons for attending the Festival-to learn, to rejoice, to worship .

Learning started the opening nightas Mr. Ted Armstrong asked and an­swered the vital question, "Why arewe here?", took on new life and ex­citement as Dr . Hoeh revealed thestartling influence on this world ofthe way of Cain, and concluded withMr. Meredith making clear and plainthe real meaning of the Last Great Day.

Rejoicing was deep and full as wemet with old friends, laughed with ourchildren and their potatoes during Fam­ily Night, sunk our teeth into that ten­der, juicy steak, watched with delightthe hilarious Ambassador Revue, or

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Blyth Arena once again rang with the sound of happiness and love during the1964 Festival of Tabernacles.

Thousands Rejoice atFirst Family Night

God commanded the people, saying" . . . and thou shalt REJOICE, thou and

thine household !" And the people did!

Squaw Valley's Blyth Arena, sceneof the 1%0 Olympics, was the sceneof -the first annual Church of GodFAMILY NIGHT!

Every Church and Bible Study areawas represented on the program witha gigantic audience sing-a-long con­ducted by Mr. Anthony Buzzard assist­ed by the 60 members of the PasadenaChurch Choir on stage! The Choiropened the evening with selections fromSouth Pacif ic followed by the famil y-

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That's right!

Not one penny of your tithes andfreewill offerings go to help supportthis district paper. They are used direct­ly in the work of the ministry.

Only your special, extra offeringsdesignated for the Church News helppay for its financial costs. And theyare vitally needed!

Here is how you can do your part.If you attend a local congregation giveyour contributions to your regional edi­tor (see staff-box above) . Your churchwill be billed for its share of the paper

cost.

Those of you outside a local churcharea, please send in your support toChurch of God News, Box 1030, Pasa­dena, California.

Remember!

Your regular tithes and offerings goto proclaim the gospel of Christ to theworld as a witness. They do NOT bearthe financial burden of your districtpaper.

It is your extra offerings of love thathelp us meet these publishing costs.Please sustain your district paper.

-Editor and Staff

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EDITORIAL

Are You Ready to RULE?

by Paul S, Royer

Tonight, under the darkened skies of an October evening, Blyth Arenastands empty, a big yawning mass of concrete and steel. Soon the wintersnows will fall lengthening the shadows of evening. The cold nights willaccent a dark, foreboding, cold interior devoid of the happy voices that sorecently filled the arena.

God's people are gone! They have returned to their everyday responsi­bilities of daily living and the pursuit of, "that way of life!"

Squaw Valley will not return to being exactly the same as it was beforethe 1964 Feast of Tabernacles. It's inhabitants have seen and experienced aforetaste of the World Tomorrow! They have seen God's government inaction! For eight glorious days a light has shined in the valley, 6500 man­power strong, illuminating "a way of life" that thunders a message of peace,joy, happiness, and contentment.

The message of God's government and "that way of life" is a powerfulone. It is so strong that its effects and its power will carryon over a thousandyears into the Great White Throne day when the resurrected of Squaw Valleywill stand before God and remember each one of you as you lived and werea part of the body of Jesus Christ and His government during your briefstay in Squaw Valley.

Just as some of us may die before the Feast in 1965, some of those nowliving in Squaw Valley will move to other areas, or die and never again inthis life, have an opportunity to be exposed to "that way of life" that Godhas made plain to you and me.

When you think of it that way, it's a pretty awesome responsibility weface! Aren't you glad you acted as you did? Aren't you happy that you havehad a part in preaching the powerful message of the World Tomorrow?

Remember that last day, just before the sermon, when Mr. Portuneannounced that the California State officials had contacted us and asked,"Would you, the Radio Church of God, consider the responsibility of runningSquaw Valley completely and totally!" Not only did you smile, but yousmiled amid the spontaneous outburst of applause, as we all together as onebody, realized WHY they wanted God's Church to manage Squaw Valley.

Yet we were not the only ones who smiled. There was One other whosmiled more than we. That One was the God we serve along with all Hisangelic forces. They were pleased and happy that so many had lived andshone forth "that way," the way of joy, of peace, of responsibility, of love,and all the fruits of the Spirit.

God's Church will never manage or run Squaw Valley this year or nextyear. No, not in this life time! But in just a few more years, you may wellbe the one God chooses to place in charge of managing all of Squaw Valleyand the surrounding area. You will have an opportunity to bring "that wayof life" to thousands.

Will you continue to qualify so that you can bear rule over Squaw Valleyor over other similar assignments? The time left for qualifying is rapidly

drawing to a close! Will you be ready? Are you ready?

Family Night at Squaw Valley

All join hands and circle to the left.

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sized audience joining in the last twostanzas of T he Battle H ymn of theRepublic.

After three other audience-participa­tion songs, the Master-of-Ceremonies,Mr. George McManus from San Bern­ardino, introduced a twosome from hisarea, Linda Settle and Milt Alexander,in a teenage version of the Charleston !Mr . David Beers, an Ir ish tenor fromthe EI Monte Church, brought on anovation that called for an encore song!

Children get their instructions.

Instrumental time on the program in­troduced Mr. Doyle Long, guitaristfrom Sacramento, and Mr. Erwin Birk,drumme r from Oakland, in a lively,humorous musical number. Mr . BobLindner, of Sacramento, concluded theshow portion of the evening with alaughable parody on Dr. Leakey.

From the stage the spotlight turnedto action on the floor. Youngsters fromthe first through the third grades keptthe audience in laughter with their po-

tato in a tablespoon race! Fourth , fifthand sixth graders teamed up in a livelyhopp ing race.

While the children's games werebeing prepared Mr . Ted Armstrong,Mr. AI Portune, and Mr. Jon Hill keptthe aud ience roaring with laughter witha joke-telling contest which included ahilarious series of jokes! Mr. Buzzard 'sScottish dancers added color and spice.

The family night coordinator, Mr.

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They're off with a potato in a spoon. This fellow sure had trouble.

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JTHE 1964

That world-famous quartet!

By overwhelming agreement thisyear's Ambassador College Revue wasthe most entertaining ever! The classand polish of Ambassador glistenedthroughout the evening in staging,lighting, costuming, choregraphy andcomedy.

The variety of acts ran the gamutfrom solo to chorus, from cowboys toworld leaders, from instrumentals topoetry. Sprinkled generously throughoutthe revue were the side-splitting anticsbetween janitor-comedian Joe Bauer

Janitor-comedian Joe Bauer

and master of ceremonies Mr. DaleShurter.

At one point Joe "Bauerized" a re­mark of Mr. Ted Armstrong in a recentsermon by plumb bobbing his jug ofmountain dew before tasting it and

. . . everybody came!

Part of the giant sing-a-Iong.Dr. Sneaky

This was family night

of age groups. The hundreds of chil­dren on the floor behaved orderly. AndMr. Slocum complimented the brethrenby saying that it would have been im­possible to control such a crowd ofsquare-dancers in the world!

It was truly a "family" night whereinthousands of God's people did REJOICE

as commanded and it is a night thatwill surely be looked forward to In

years to come during God's Feast ofTabernacles!

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Bill Glover, Pasadena Local Elder, sawto it that there was more than enoughfood with mouth-watering shish kaboband hors d'oeuvres for all. Everyonecommented on how delicious the steaktasted!

Mr. Darrel Slocum, experiencedsquare-dance caller from North Holly­wood, completed the giant three-hourprogram with an enjoyable session ofsquare dancing for all ages. Brethrenparticipated in the dancing by means

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AMBASSADOR COLLEGE REVUE

Janitor-Joe tries to get that jug of mountain dew.

The popcorn collision delighted everyone-except the clean-up crew!

Terry Smith sings.

"My name is Robert"

nearly brought the house down!Another highlight was the dancing

( ?) and singing quartet of worldleaders, including tail-wearing Dr.Leaky, chicken-plucking Fidel Castro,shoe-pounding Khrushchev, and a mop­headed BeatIe-and choreographed to

.. the tune of Grandma's Lye Soap!From the first notes of the overture

to the last chord of, May the GoodLord Bless and Keep You, it was ap­parent that many long and tedious hoursof rehearsals had paid enormous divi­dends.

To the Ambassador students who,night after night, repeated lines, plotteddifferent stagings, re-sung songs, cre­ated costumes, wrote new lyrics, madenew band arrangements, reworkedjokes and postponed their rest-we sayTHANK you!

Thank you for giving of yourself toprovide this wholesome evening of funenhancing the entire Festival and pro­viding the right balance for the seriousservices of the week.

Wonder what she screamed at. Mr. Shurter leads entire cast in song.

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The Story Behind

The Iridescent Red Gloves

Reprodu ced abo ve is a nice th ank you given to us in the T ahoe Cit)' Wor/d.

Before all of our good friends from the Radio Church ofGod complete their stay here Monday, we think all 7,400 ofthem should know the kind of reputation they ha.ve at LakeTahoe.

Here's a few remarks we have heard this week:"Thev are so clean.""They are so courteous.""They are so quiet.""They are no problem."We might add, "they are so nice."At a resort center like ours, we see all kinds of people in

the summer and winter, and we cannot use similar adjectivesfor some of them:

There's always the rotten apple at the bottom of the pile.But our guests this week, for the third time, exemplify

the church of their choice . • . which must be a good one. • . because the people a.re good.

The lake of the sky deserves the best . • . and RadioChurch of God certainly qualifies ..• all 7.400 of them.

Spanish SocialThe Squaw Valley Village Hofbrau

hosted the Latin Brethren to an even­ing of dining and dancing. Over abanquet of steak, baked potato, andtossed green salad (graced by fineEuropean wine) , the guests wereoffered an enterta ining floorshow inthe Spanish vein.

Mr . Delfino Sandoval, as emcee, firs tpresented Me. and Mrs. Valenzuela to ­

gether with Me. Barriga who harmon­ized several popu lar Spanish songs. Inkeeping with the tenor of the evening ,Miss Renee Bazan performed her inter­pretati on of the Spanish Cape Dance.Me. Mike Garcia served as comedian.

Me. Wofford concluded the enter­tainment with a few comments aboutthe growth- both past and future-ofthe Spanish work. He told the groupthat the work was continuing to de­velop, and that many new steps are pro­jected for the near future. Th e mostexciting announcement was the possi­bility of publishing the long-awaitedSpanish PLAIN TRUTH within the nextyear!

The brethern truly " rejoiced" to pro­duce the finest Spanish social yet. Anda hearty "muchas gracias" goes to Mr .Howa rd Clark for his hard work tomake it possible.

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Deer H untingWith A Chrysler

by c. E. Barrett

Each year brings many deer huntersamong the brethren . Some come withhigh -powered rifles, others with bowsand arrows. Th en there was me withmy Chrysler.

It takes a good eye to shoot a buckwith a rifle and an even better hunterto carefully sneak up to get a good bowshot. However , it takes God's angelsto protect us when a deer decides un­intentiona lly to bun t a car. Th is wasthe case on my way to Squaw Valleyfrom Donner Lake for Family Night.

It was dark. I was driv ing along tothe Valley when sudden ly, around acurve, a doe sprang out in front of me.A dull, bone-crushing thump on theright front brought death to the deerbut only a broken headlight to my car.I don't even recall swerving but musthave, to miss hitting the deer head-on.Had I hit head-on or under a wheel,the car could well have gone out ofcontrol resulting in disaster for myfamily and me.

Th is brings home vividly the themeof many sermons dur ing the Feast ofhow fast disaster and death can come.

Thank God for His protection.

When driving in the area of theBlyth Arena th is year, you may havebeen start led to see in the pitch black­ness of night, a glaring red vest hang­ing in mid-air and two gleaming redhands dancing gaily around it. As youapproached, you may have been relievedto learn it wasn't an apparition nor adancing minst rel but a flagma n direct­ing traffic.

Th is innovation was the result oflessons learned from last year's exper­ience. At that time, the man directingtraffic at the "Y" found it necessaryto remove his jacket in the cold nightso his white shirt would provide a re­flection of light , and shine two flash­lights directly into the windshields ofoncoming cars in a effort to be seenand effic iently control traffic.

At the end of night activities lastyear, the men on traffic duty movedout into the black night and armed onlywith small, hard-to-be-seen flashlightsbravely faced the onrushing, fast-mov­ing traff ic-risking life and limb tomaintain order. This year it was decidedto supply them with iridescent redgloves for night duty.

We all were surprised at the effectthese gloves had and how easily theywere seen. In fact, they proved moreeffect ive duri ng the daytime than atnight-and much more effective thanlast year's white arm bands. Even thePark Department was impressed andqueried the men on their availability.

If next year, you should see severaldazzling, glaring, dancing apparitions,don't be frightened away. Th ey willonly be your traffic men in action.

"T his is the spot . . . park you in it. "

Mr. Hargrove and Family Leave PhoenixTo Raise Up Two New Churches in South

CAMPING OUT

AT SQUAW VALLEYCamping out at the Feast of Taber­

nacles certainly is a wonderful experi­ence for those who feel like " roughingit" or "braving the elements." Youdon't have the conveniences of homeor of a plush motel room or a housein the valley, but you have all youneed . Some people manage to pack theircars and trailers or luggage racks withalmost everything except the kitchensink.

There are many blessings of campingout in the tall pines. Who cannot en­joy the cool evenings with the moon­light filtering thru the pines with asoft light just enough so you can seethe path to the lake's edge and theglimmering moon dancing on the lake ?Who can't completely relax into a deepsleep by the gentle rustling of a breezethru the boughs of tall , stately pinetrees? And how about a wiener roastarou-nd the fire for all the kids, andthe fireside chats about the day's eventsand sermons, or personal experiences?And you wives don't have to worryabout sweeping the floor , because birdsor chipmunks quickly snatch away,when you leave, any crumbs or morselsof food that fall on the ground.

All is not easy, however. More andbetter planning for this type of livingis a must. A long list of needed itemsmust be prepared well in advance, andgathered together so they can be packedin a way that will take up the leastroom. Those who stay in motels haveonly to bring clothes and toilet items.But campers have to bring lanterns ,stoves, iceboxes, wash basins, cookingware, dishes, silverware tents, cots,sleeping bags, blankets , etc., etc. Thelist seems endless.

After you finally arrive at your camp­site begins the almost gigantic task, itseems, of unload ing and setting upcamp and of getting things organ izedso needed items can be located whenneeded. The tent goes up first so youhave to carefully pick a good spot for

it so it doesn't end up with a pile ofrocks in the middle , or with the door-

One June day in 1962, shortly aftergraduating from Ambassador College,Mr. Vernon Hargrove moved into hisbachelor's apartment in Phoeni x, Ari­zona, to assist Mr. David Jon Hill-theflying pastor of both the churches atPhoenix and Tucson . It was Mr. Har­grove's first taste of the hot, dry, dustyPhoen ix summers. But in spite of thehot summers, he enjoyed his work and

Sociable SecurityA new department at the Feast of

Tabernacles this year was distinguishedby stalwart teams of young men carry­ing "walkie-talkie" radios and appear­ing opportunely throughout the fes­tivities.

Missing were the trench coats anddark glasses- the concealed weaponsand the billy clubs. Tni s was a policeforce with a smile, muscle with a heart ,authority backed by love.

Did you leave your chalet or lodgedoor unlocked or open? The SecurityPatrol closed it! Did you leave yourcamera or other personal belongingsin your car during services ? The Securi­ty Patrol protected it ! Did you appre­hensively leave your tent or trailer ? Noneed for it-your Security Patrolwatched over it.

These and other duties-such as In­

suring our people privacy dur ing ourmeetings-marked the inauguration ofthis welcome addition to the Festival.

way opening down a sharp slope, or anynumber of such th ings that can happenif you get in a hurr y or are careless.

One of the biggest blessings ofcamping out at the Feast is the wonder­ful spirit of fellowship and co-operat ionthat can and does exist between breth­ren who in most cases are strangers.

Camping out at the Feast of Taber­nacles is a real challenge, but it is avery rewarding and benefit ing experi­ence to all who do so, part icularly withthe absolutely perfect weather God hasblessed us with . See you around thecampfire next year.

soon became accustomed to getting hisshirt wringing wet from perspirationdur ing a sermon.

Now, after nearly two and a halfyears, Mr. Hargrove is leaving Ar izonato raise two new churches - one inBaton Rouge, Louisiana, and the otherin Jackson, Mississippi. He takes withhim the evidence that his years in Phoe­nix have been fruitful-a wife and anew-born son.

We in Arizona have grown to love

Mr. and Mrs. Hargrove and Michael.

Mr. and Mrs. Hargrove and it isn'teasy to hold back every tear, but wewave happily at their departure with theknowledge that many of our brethrenwill receive the blessing of . a localchurch and the benefits of a residentminister.

Mr . Keith Thomas of the El Monte,California Church is moving to Phoenixto take over the min isterial responsibili­ties here. Standing before the congre­gations of Phoenix and Tucson will beanother face, another personali ty, an­other human being. But the same Spiritof God will be directing the work. ForMr. Thomas' children, a new experienceawaits -leaving Imperial Schools toattend public schools. To Mr. Thomasand his family we say welcome toPhoenix.

To Mr. and Mrs . Hargrove andMichael, we say, "From all of us inPhoenix and Tucson, 'God be with youtill we meet again.' "

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The Canvas Miracle ...

A LIVING WITNESS

each rip and tear was tenderly mended.A fiberglass and nylon repair materialapplied with a rubber adhesive wasused. The seemingly impossible jobprogressed, section by section, untilevery loose piece was back in place.

The big question now was when toput it back up. Should they erect thatpatched and mended wall immediatelyand have believing faith the windwould calm and not do its damage allover again? Or should they wait untilthe coming Sunday, the day before theFestival was to begin?

The decision was made. Up with thecanvas immediately!

Once again the men were hard atwork on a job they thought had beencompleted a few days earlier. Over fourthousand feet of rope were used to tiedown, guide and hold the canvas wallin place.

Prayers were answered. The winddissipated. The weather was beautifuleach day of the Festival. That plainpiece of canvas, with a story of hardwork, danger, believing prayer andfaith, woven into its every patch, hungas a living witness to thousands.

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shed a tear of joy as Mr. Kunz, Mr.Pinelli and Mr. Swanson were ordained.

Worshipping became more meaning­ful and sincere as we realized withimpact that our Creator controlled thehurricane at Jekyll Island, the rain atBig Sandy and the wind at Squaw Val­ley, as we looked to the surroundingrugged mountains and pondered Hisgreat handiwork, as His true ministersexpounded the whole plan and pur­pose for human beings on earth, and aswe recognized our part in that plan andour God's tremendous mercy and lovetoward us!

Truly this was in every way theBEST FEAST EVER!

But from around the world come thesame reports of the best Feast ever. Sowatch for your copy of The GOODNEWS which will have the completeinspiring world-wide report!

Covering the open end of myth arena hung thismammoth piece of canvas. Insert shows close-up of

one of many patches.

ropes. Half of it, caught by a tremen­dous gust of 'wind, was sent clear upover the top of the arena. The otherhalf, left dangling in the wind, was ashredded mess.

Thursday at six in the morning thework crews arrived. The sight wassickening, shocking. Eighty per cent ofthe canvas was destroyed. Some pieceswere 90 teet long but only 3 incheswide! Only three out of the sixteensections were not in need of repairs.One ten foot section ripped right outof the center was found in a rear park­ing area.

A feeling of utter hopelessness, thatthe canvas was gone, showed on men'sfaces. Some thought repairing thedamage too big a job.

One workman was sent to Reno formaterial to piece back together the can­vas. Faith was proved by works as menhunted for matching sections. Blytharena floor became the table for a mas­ter jig-saw puzzle. On hands and knees

Early Sunday morning before the day of Atonement men were walking overthe roof of Blyth arena laying out the thirty-three thousand square teet of canvasneeded to seal off the open end. Each of the sixteen sections had to be laid outin proper order. Fingersgrew weary and tired asthe huge task of lacingtogether each piece drewto completion.

By Tuesday sunrisecame the next big step­to take this 320' widepiece of material andpush it off the top ofBlyth arena letting it fallthe 96 feet to the ground.Workmen were hurryingto each loose section ty­ing down this gigantic"sail" before a gust ofwind could send it whip­

ping back up on the roof.

The Day of Atone­ment was nearing butwork continued at anurgent pace until almostsundown. The crew ofmen left that evening with a sense ofaccomplishment. They had worked hardand long hours but now their job wasfinished. The canvas was all in place!As one man viewed this rippling wallof material, he said, "it really looksnice, it's beautiful." And so a tiredgroup of men left the valley for asabbath day's rest.

Atonement services were held in Renothat Wednesday. Everything seemedserene and peaceful.

But back in the valley dark cloudsbillowed across Squaw Peak. Gale windscame whistling over the mountains,picking up speed as they swept throughthe valley. A report came that therewas a tear in the canvas. Concernmounted.

That night a few lonely men watchedthe fruit of their labors be ripped toshreds. Like a mammoth sail underhurricane winds that huge canvasswelled out ripping loose its tie-down

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