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|Mesopotamian||Iraq||-1500 B.C.E.||Kurtz, Katherine & Deborah Turner Harris. Dagger Magic. New York: Ace Books (1995); pg. 232.|| "'Is that what the Dalai Lama's Phurba priest does?' McLeod asked. 'Protection?'
...'I believe the priest in question sometimes performs workings for propitious weather. In Tibet dagger men are also sometimes called hail-masters, because of their ability to avert hailstorms that could ruin crops. If this application seems a bit primitive... it is also an indication of its antiquity. The first traces of the Phurba are said to occur at least a thousand years before the coming of the Lord Buddha--fifteen hundred years before the beginning of the Christian era--and not entirely in the Orient. Ritual daggers similar to this one have been found among the ruins of ancient Mesopotamia, in what is now called Iraq. It has been suggested that such implements were driven into the ground to mark out boundaries within which demons might not venture.' "
|Mesopotamian||United Kingdom: England||500 C.E.||Bradley, Marion Zimmer. The Mists of Avalon. New York: Ballantine (1984; c. 1982); pg. 488.||"'Look! Are all these preachers not Galileans? And how are we hearing them, each one of us, in our own native languages? Parthians and Medes and Elamites and men out of Mesopotamia, both Judea and Cappadocia...' "|
|Mesopotamian||world||1979||Ing, Dean. "Vehicles for Future Wars " in Firefight 2000. New York: Baen (1987; c. 1979); pg. 167.||-|
|Mesopotamian||world||2025||Stephenson, Neal. Snow Crash. New York: Bantam (1992); pg. 118.||"'A cult prostitute of Asherah. Trying to spread the disease. Which is synonymous with evil. Sound melodramatic? Not really. You know, to the Mesopotamians, there was no independent concept of evil. Just disease and ill health. Evil was a synonym for disease. So what does that tell you?' "|
|Mesopotamian||world||2035||Asimov, Isaac. "The Evitable Conflict " in The Complete Robot. Garden City, NY: Doubleday (1982; c. 1950); pg. 460.||"'...In our borders, we have the regions where Occidental civilization was cradles. We have Egypt and Mesopotamia; Crete and Syria; Asia Minor and Greece...' "|
|Messianic Judaism||world||100 C.E.||Farmer, Philip Jose. Dayworld. New York: G.P. Putnam's Sons (1985); pg. 46.||"Cerinthus was a Christian who had lived circa A.D. 100. Born a Jew, he had converted to Christianity but was generally regarded as a heretic. Saint John was supposed to have written his Gospel to confute Cerinthus' errors. Very little had been known about him until the discovery of a manuscript in the south of the state of Egypt three hundred obyears ago. He had founded a short-lived sect of Jewish Christians with Ghostic leanings. Though a Christian, the only New Testament book he had accepted was Matthew's Gospel. Cerinthus had maintained that the world was created by angels and that one of these had given the Jews their law. But that law was imperfect. He also held to circumcision and the Jewish Sabbath. "|
|Methodist||Arizona||1998||Ing, Dean. The Skins of Dead Men. New York: Tom Doherty Associates (1998); pg. 62.||"...and she wished him a good morning in regular old Tucson English, and that was that. Never in her life had she been so glad that her parents, good modern Methodists, had brought her up to speak unaccented English. "|
|Methodist||Colorado||1993||Simmons, Dan. "Entropy's Bed at Midnight " in Lovedeath. New York: Warner Books (1993); pg. 16.||"'Bobby,' he said gently, using the bedside manner they drill into residents at Methodist Hospital, 'you're a [expletive] mess.' "|
|Methodist||Florida||1959||Frank, Pat. Alas, Babylon. Philadelphia: J.B. Lippincott Co. (1959); pg. 157.|| "Randy saw a notice that was different:
An interdenominational Easter Sunrise Service will be held in Marines Park on Sunday, April 17th. All citizens of Fort Repose, of whatever faith, are invited to attend.
|Methodist||Georgia: Atlanta||2065||Bishop, Michael. Catacomb Years. New York: Berkley (1979); pg. 210.||"At the beginning of the Sixties, in fact, Saganella Lesser found them a more deeply entrenched irritant than such underground religious sects as the Mythodists, the American Hoodoo Criers, and the Piscapalians of Dagon Magus, none of which had the effrontery to be legitimate scions of the Urban Charter. "|
|Methodist||Indiana||1999||Kessel, John. Good News from Outer Space. New York: Tor (1990; c. 1989); pg. 237.|| "'--Indiana UFO investigators filed this captured video, found in the ruins of the burned-out Methodist Church, that they say was made by an alien surveillance team attempting to recruit an American citizen in the west room of the Ft. Wayne Interrail station.'...
'Dr. Ivor Blossom of the American UFO Network says that the Columbia City church fire is only the latest in a series of attacks by UFOnauts on religious institutions throughout the Western Hemisphere.' "
|Methodist||Iowa||2030||Disch, Thomas M. On Wings of Song. New York: St. Martin's Press (1978); pg. 24.||"The real aristocracy of Iowa, the farmers, were undergoders--Lutherans, Baptists, Methodists... "|
|Methodist||Iowa||2050||Stephenson, Neal. The Diamond Age. New York: Bantam (1995); pg. 16.||"Social contact with other children happened mostly through Boy Scouts or church--the Finkle-McGraws belonged to a Methodist church, a Roman Catholic church, and a tiny synagogue that met in a rented room in Sioux City. "|
|Methodist||Kansas||1972||Bishop, Michael. No Enemy But Time. New York: Timescape (1982); pg. 22-23.||"'Kit Givens from Van Luna, Kansas!' He had last seen the woman at his grandfather's funeral fourteen years go, piously occupying a rear pew in the stained-glass, apricot-and-umber ambiance of the First Methodist Church. "|
|Methodist||Kansas||1989||Denton, Bradley. Buddy Holly Is Alive and Well on Ganymede. New York: William Morrow and Co. (1991); pg. 117.||"...Mother... had little choice in the matter and did the best she could in picking the church. She enrolled me in the Vacation Bible School that was operated by the Central Shawnee County United Methodist Church of God in Christ of the United States of America, which she probably figured was the Vacation Bible School that was the least like an ideological concentration camp in all of Topeka. "|
|Methodist||Louisiana||1987||Shepard, Lucius. Green Eyes. New York: Ace Books (1984); pg. 118.||"'...and we'll bulldoze them under and build the Heavenly City in their place! Oh, they've been Congregationalists and Baptists and Methodists, but we'll have something new...' "|
|Methodist||Louisiana: New Orleans||1929||Rice, Anne. The Witching Hour. New York: Ballantine (1993; c. 1990); pg. 523.||"It is interesting to note that no one ever discussed the possibility that Stuart was 'possessed.' The doctor was an atheist; the children were taken to the Methodist church. The family knew nothing of Catholics... "|
|Methodist||Maine||1979||King, Stephen. Carrie. New York: Pocket Books (2000; c. 1974); pg. 18.||"She had fought Momma tooth and nail over the Christian Youth Camp, and had earned the money to go herself by taking in sewing. Momma told her darkly that it was Sin, that it was Methodists and Baptists and Congregationalists and that it was Sin and Backsliding. "|
|Methodist||Maine||1979||King, Stephen. Carrie. New York: Pocket Books (2000; c. 1974); pg. 190.||"The Congregational Church on Carlin Street is gone, swept away by fire, but the brick Catholic Church still stands on Elm Street, and the trim Methodist Church on outer Main Street, although singed by fire, is unhurt. Yet attendance has been poor. "|
|Methodist||Maine||1998||King, Stephen. Bag of Bones. New York: Scribner (1998); pg. 486.||"Faintly, from the other side of the lake, she can hear the Methodists singing. The sound is sweet and faint and beautiful; distance and echo has tuned every sour voice. "|
|Methodist||Maine||1998||King, Stephen. Bag of Bones. New York: Scribner (1998); pg. 487.||"...Across the lake, the Methodists have moved on to 'Trust and Obey,' a droner if there ever was one. "|
|Methodist||Maine||1998||King, Stephen. Bag of Bones. New York: Scribner (1998); pg. 494.||"...he's yelling to beat the band, yelling to wake the dead, and if they can hear the Methodists singing 'How I love to Tell the Story' over here... "|
|Methodist||Massachusetts: Nantucket||-1249 B.C.E.||Sterling, S. M. Island in the Sea of Time. New York: Penguin (1998); pg. 411.|| "He trusted the little priest's judgment. So did his colleagues, evidently. The Town Building office held the pastors of the Episcopal and Baptist churches as well, the Congregationalists, the Methodists . . . even the Unitarians...
'We have indeed,' Gomez said. 'We've been trying to come to some understanding of what God meant by the Event, in a specifically religious sense. Some things are obvious. Questions of episcopacy and papal supremacy are...' "
|Methodist||Michigan: Two Rivers||1998||Wilson, Robert Charles. Mysterium. New York: Bantam (1994); pg. 183.||"...Pastor Congreve handed out songsheets printed on the Methodists' hand-crank mimeograph: Silent Night... "|
|Methodist||Montana||1881||Turtledove, Harry. How Few Remain. New York: Ballantine (1997); pg. 423.|| "[Theodore] Roosevelt sighed and went up into the church. It was Methodist, which would have to do; the faith certainly came closer to his own than the one preached in the two Catholic churches Fort Benton also boasted. When he walked in, the congregation was singing 'Away in the Manger,' a good deal more tunefully than the same carol would have been managed in the saloon...
When he'd had enough of caroling--and more than enough of the prune-faced Methodist preacher--he made his way toward the door. The pretty young woman [a prostitute who offers her services to Roosevelt for free] contrived to leave the church at the same time. They walked down the narrow stairway side by side. she smelled of rosewater.
'Merry Christmas to you, miss,' Roosevelt said when they were down on the tracked, snowy ground once more.
'The same to you, Colonel.' "
|Methodist||New Jersey||1974||Morrow, James. Only Begotten Daughter. New York: William Morrow & Co. (1990); pg. 30.||"A battle was coming, then. Babylon besieged and sacked. Billy's brain shook with it, the smoke of her burning, the cries of her slain citizens. Your typical denominational Protestant could never face it. Every Sunday millions of them sat in their pews staring at Bibles, refusing to confront the final book, but there it was, in every tepid little Episcopalian and Methodist church: the Revelation to Saint John... "|
|Methodist||New Mexico: Atocha||2010||Williams, Walter Jon. Days of Atonement. New York: Tor (1991); pg. 11.||"West Plaza was one-way, so to get back to his parking place Loren stayed on Estes as he crossed Central, then put on the turn signal to go right, past the Methodist church, onto Railroad. "|
|Methodist||New York||1994||Bailey, Robin Wayne "Such Stuff as Dreams Are Made Of " in X-Men: Legends (Stan Lee, ed.) New York: Berkley Boulevard (2000); pg. 247.|| "Jean rubbed her eyes and sat more erect in the car seat. 'If Jane Somerset is a psi, then she's a low-level one. I don't know why I can't make contact with her. I've tried; I'm trying now. But on the astral plane I got an image when I touched her light. Just a flash of something--a church steeple, I think.'
Through the quiet streets of Salem Center they drove past coffee shops and antique stores, restaurants... The town seemed a place out of time, tranquil and safe in its storybook isolation.
'Stop,' Jean said suddenly, her hand clutching on Scott's right arm.
The Salem Center Congregational Methodist Church rose up on the left side of the street, stark and black without a light in its stained-glass windows. Its tall steeple thrust upward at the moon. Jean felt a shiver of recognition, and opening the car door, got out.
'No one's home,' Scott observed.
'Let's walk,' Jean insisted. "
|Methodist||New York||1994||Bailey, Robin Wayne "Such Stuff as Dreams Are Made Of " in X-Men: Legends (Stan Lee, ed.) New York: Berkley Boulevard (2000); pg. 247.|| "Hand in hand, they strolled the sidewalk and up the steps to the [Methodist] church doors, which they found locked. With the smallest part of her power, Jean mind-probed the interior. Indeed, it was empty, but a parish house stood at the south end of the church, and the minister, with an armload of groceries, was juggling a key at his door.
'Hi!' Jean called, waving.
Startled, the minister nearly dropped keys and groceries both. 'Oh me,' he exclaimed nervously. He peered at them with momentary suspicion, then relaxed. 'Can I be of service to you young people?'
Scott introduced Jean and himself and shook hands with the gray-haired reverend. 'We were wondering,' he said conversationally after they'd exchanged a few pleasantries, 'do you know a Jane Somerset or perhaps a Stephen Maxwell?'
'We think they used to live around here,' Jean lied sweetly. "
|Methodist||New York||1994||Bailey, Robin Wayne "Such Stuff as Dreams Are Made Of " in X-Men: Legends (Stan Lee, ed.) New York: Berkley Boulevard (2000); pg. 248.|| "The [Methodist] minister set his groceries down and rubbed his chin thoughtfully. 'Jane, you say?' He rubbed his chin again. 'Why no. We do have a Martha Somerset on our membership roles, a longtime parishoner, wonderful woman, though she doesn't attend services much anymore. Quite old, you know. But no one by the name of--'
Jean gripped Scott's arm. The sound of bells layered over the explosions of bombs filled her head. Her knees buckled momentarily at the unexpected onslaught before she blocked it out. 'It's all right,' she said, steadying herself. 'Just a bit of dizziness.'
But the minister's suspicions were once again aroused. Bending, he recovered his sack of groceries and inserted his key into the door's lock. 'It's quite late,' he said. 'Do come back for one of our services. Good night, good night.' Then he was inside and the lock clicked shut. "
|Methodist||New York: New York City||1986||Martin, George R. R.; Melinda Snodgrass, et al. Wild Cards III: Jokers Wild. New York: Bantam (1987); pg. 137.|| "A low table covered by an embroidered gray cloth held a simple candle, a small knife, and a tiny Hopi seed pot holding a long, thin incense stick.
'Is this really for . . .'
'For worship?' he said, turning from the small efficiency kitchen... 'Yes. That's that ancestor business I told you about.'
That opened a whole set of disturbing memories: singing in the choir at the Methodist church back home, her mother rehearsing the angles for the Christmas pageant, her head bobbing energetically as she pounded out the melody on their old piano, and the children's voices like piping crickets filling the house. Being frightened by a hell-and-damnation sermon by a visiting missionary, and clinging to her father for comfort. "
|Methodist||North Carolina||1995||Lisle, Holly & Chris Guin. Mall, Mayhem and Magic. New York: Baen (1995); pg. 9.||"She was a junior at Methodist College... "|
|Methodist||North Dakota||1996||McDevitt, Jack. Ancient Shores. New York: HarperCollins (1996); pg. 270.||"The opportunity to rent it to the TV preacher on a short-term basis arrived at precisely the right moment. It never occurred to him that the action would cause a permanent rift with his neighbors, who were mostly Methodists and Lutherans, and who preferred a more sedate form of worship than the hosannahs and oratorical thunder provided by Old-Time Bill. "|
|Methodist||Oklahoma||1943||Bishop, Michael. Brittle Innings. New York: Bantam (1994); pg. 380.||"...attended Charlie Snow's funeral at the Alligator Park Methodist Church... The preacher held his Bible over his head and spoke a final benediction. The crowd broke up and threaded back into the sweltering daylight beyond the cemetery. "|
|Methodist||Oklahoma||2040||Pohl, Frederik. Man Plus. New York: Random House (1976); pg. 12.||"His name was Will Hartnett. He was an astronaut, a Democrat, a Methodist, a husband, a father, an amateur tympanist, a beautifully smooth ballroom dancer... "|
|Methodist||Oregon||1953||Knight, Damon. The Man in the Tree. New York: Berkley Books (1984); pg. 17.||"On the Sunday after the funeral, Cooley drove past the Methodist church and saw Donald Anderson's gray Chevy pickup in the parking lot. "|
|Methodist||Oregon||1989||Simmons, Dan. Phases of Gravity. New York: Bantam (1989); pg. 137.||Pg. 137: "Baedecker looks to his left and sees the spire of the Lonerock Methodist Church in the valley two miles away. "; Pg. 184: "Dave laughed and drove east past the boarded-up Methodist church. "|
|Methodist||Peru||2002||Morlan, A. R. "Fast Glaciers " in Vanishing Acts (Ellen Datlow, ed.) New York: Tor (2000); pg. 292.||"In his field notes, Dr. Ridley often spoke of the Mayans, and what the Spanish Catholics did to them--their culture, their history. Strange equals inferior. Then and now. And now the Catholics have help; the Baptists and Methodists are stomping around Peru's jungles, too, competing for souls, racking up holy brownie points for the Almighty. But not the All-caring--how could He be, if he lets something so insidiously wrong take place? "|
|Methodist||Peru||2002||Morlan, A. R. "Fast Glaciers " in Vanishing Acts (Ellen Datlow, ed.) New York: Tor (2000); pg. 295-296.||"Or her husband, the ones the Bible-thumpers dubbed Inocencio. He's older than she is, at least fifty-something. The few teeth he has left are deeply stained by coca-leaves. Despite his having given them up, as most of the villagers have done, urged to do so by those well-meaning Bible-belters. I think the Methodists, or the Baptists, were responsible for that alteration in the Whistlers' lifestyle. God, why didn't they just stay home? Not that any of my people--the scientists, the linguists, the undergrad hangers-on like me--are doing them any more good. But at least we're willing to let them chew their coca, and hang their babies in those woven grass hammocks no one seems to even know how to make anymore... Even if we're nonetheless tainting their very essence, their very species, word by word, utterance by utterance. "|
|Methodist||Texas: Dallas||1974||Disch, Thomas M. Camp Concentration. New York: Random House (1999; c. 1968); pg. 143.||"S.M.U. [Southern Methodist University] continued its tables-turning winning streak by trouncing Georgia 79 to 14. Quarterback Anthony Strether... "|
|Methodist||Texas: Dallas||1993||Shiner, Lewis. Glimpses. New York: William Morrow and Co. (1993); pg. 14.||SMU [Southern Methodist University]|
|Methodist||Texas: Dallas||2191||Clarke, Arthur C. & Gentry Lee. Rama II. New York: Bantam (1989); pg. 26.||"'So you were working on your doctorate in physics at SMU when your husband made his famous prediction about supernova 2191a?' " [A few other refs. to SMU, Southern Methodist University. Also pg. 139]|
|Methodist||Texas: Dallas-Fort Worth||1998||Wood, Crystal. Fool's Joust. Denton, Texas: Tattersall Publishing (1998); pg. 12.||[Brian has joined a group that believes and acts out King Arthurian legends.] "'Well, no, but maybe she's overreacting a little. I mean, all kids go through phases when they're seventeen.'
'Yeah, but a cult.'
She shrugged. 'Bob and Gina aren't big into organized religion. For all I know, they probably think Methodists are a cult. But Methodists or Moonies, there's nothing I--or the Bureau--can do, unless there's evidence of some criminal activity or intent exhibited by this so-called cult. It's not illegal to practice your religion in this country, last time I checked the Constitution.' "
|Methodist||United Kingdom||1949||Brunner, John. The Sheep Look Up. New York: Harper & Row (1972); pg. 28.||"'Pry? Of course not. But I'll tell you anyway. She was the daughter of one of the embassy staff in London. Very beautiful. I was twenty-four, she was nineteen. But her people were Catholics from Comayagua, where they're strict, and naturally they didn't want her marrying a Methodist. So they shipped her home. I finished my studies, saving like mad to buy a passage there, thinking that if I could convince them I was serious . . . Hell, I'd have converted if I'd had to!' "|
|Methodist||United Kingdom: England||1773||Morse, David. The Iron Bridge. New York: Harcourt Brace & Co. (1998); pg. 19.||"They found the hillside overrun with people and carriages... The Vicar of Madeley stood on a hillock before a hundred or so people, preaching in the incantatory Methodist style, his voice rising and falling as he spoke of the 'terrible emblems of destruction' placed before them by a Divine hand. "; Pg. 21: "...the vicar's elaborate conceits recalled the Pharisees of old. "|
|Methodist||United Kingdom: London||1990||Byatt, A.S. Possession. New York: Random House (1991; c. 1990); pg. 33.||Pg. 33: "...with the blessing of the present Lord Ash, an elderly Methodist peer who was a descendant of a remote cousin of Ashi himself... "; Pg. 127: "..as she looked around her small world, her serious Methodist parents, Mrs Bengtsson running her University Women's Tea Club, her fellow-students agonising over invitation to dance and whist... "|
|Methodist||USA||1932||Wilson, Robert Charles. A Hidden Place. New York: Bantam (1989; c. 1986); pg. 115.||"Haute Montagne was... a Good Plain Town, and it was ruled by Good Plain People. The Baptist Church was a Good Plain Church, too, and friendly with the Methodists and the Episcopalians, though it was generally acknowledged that the Baptists were a little--well, Plainer. "|
|Methodist||USA||1932||Wilson, Robert Charles. A Hidden Place. New York: Bantam (1989; c. 1986); pg. 116.||"And there were the Baptist Women. That significant congregation of wives: Phil McDonnel's wife... every important wife, in fact, who had not been sequestered by the Methodists or the Episcopalians, all here today, all staring up at the podium. "|
|Methodist||USA||1978||King, Stephen. The Stand. Garden City, NY: Doubleday (1978); pg. 184.|| "Were they dreams? Once his father had been alive, and the sheriff had cut him down in the street right outside the Methodist Church...
...the barrel mushroomed and split like the remains of a novelty exploding cigar, and just as he got to the Methodist Church, Sheriff Greeley pulled... "; Pg. 185 "...the man who cut his father down in front of the Methodist Church ended up being his stepfather. "; Pg. 189: "That was life until one night he found himself in the vestibule of the Methodist Church with a five-gallon can of gasoline, splashing it everywhere--especially on the heaps of old hymnals in the corner... and the next day he was riding to the Northern Indiana Correctional Center for Boys past the black and smoldering ribs of the Methodist Church... No one cared that he had burned the Methodist Church down, not in state prison, they didn't. "
|Methodist||USA||1978||Rosenbaum, Karen. "Hit the Frolicking, Rippling Brooks " in Bright Angels & Familiars. (Eugene England, ed.) Salt Lake City, UT: Signature Books (1992; story c. 1978); pg. 86.|| "I gulp. I tell her what I say. 'It feels right to me. I can't make it feel right for anyone else.'
(Might as well be a Methodist, said Eddie. We can't even have an intelligent discussion when you fold like that.) "
|Methodist||USA||1985||Drake, David. The Tank Lords. New York: Baen (1997); pg. 372.||"The Church of the Lord's Universe was officially launched in 1895 in Minneapolis, Minnesota, by the merger of 230 existing protestant congregations--Methodist, Presbyterian, Episcopalian, and Lutheran. In part the new church was a revolt against the extreme fundamentalism peaking at that time. The Universalists sought converts vigorously from the start. Their liturgy obviously attempted to recapture the traditional beauty of Christianity's greatest age, but there is reason to believe that the extensive use of Latin in the service was part of a design to avoid giving doctrinal offense as well. Anyone who has attended both Presbyterian and Methodist services has felt uneasiness at the line, 'Forgive us our debts/trespasses . . .' St. Jerome's Latin version of the Lord's Prayer flows smoothly and unnoticed from the tongue of one raised in either sect. "|
|Methodist||USA||1989||Willis, Connie. "Samaritan " in Fire Watch. New York: Bluejay (1984; story copyright 1979); pg. 224-225.||"The fundamentalist Charismatic movement had gained strength all through the eighties... On a sultry Tuesday in 1989 they had suddenly announced that the End was not only in sight, but here, and that all true Christians must unite to do battle against the Beast. The Beast was never specifically named, but most true Christians concluded he resided somewhere among the liberal churches. There was fervent prayer on Methodist front lawns. Young men ranted up the aisles of Episcopal churches during mass. A great many stained glass windows... were broken. A few churches burned. "|
|Methodist||USA||1991||McCammon, Robert R. Boy's Life. New York: Pocket Books (1992; c. 1991); pg. 59.||"We would all, as we did every Easter, converge on the Zephyr First Methodist church to hear about the empty tomb. "|
|Methodist||USA||1995||Sagan, Carl. Contact. New York: Simon & Schuster (1985); pg. 92.|| "'He's just being prudent, Ellie, I can see you don't think that's the whole story. Okay. Suppose there's some message--you know, with real content--and in it there's something offensive to Muslims, say, or to Methodists. Shouldn't we release it carefully, so the United States doesn't get a black eye?'
'Ken, don't [B.S.] me. That man is an Assistant Secretary of Defense. If they're worried about Muslims and Methodists, they would have sent me an Assistant Secretary of State, or...' "
|Methodist||USA||2002||Ing, Dean. Single Combat. New York: Tor (1983); pg. 38.||"Gibson was a twice-a-year Methodist who believed the holo warnings about the threat New Israel would become, when the Israeli Ellfive orbital colonies were complete. He was not too sanguine about Catholics, either... "|
|Methodist||Vietnam||1965||Scarborough, Elizabeth Ann. The Healer's War. New York: Doubleday (1988); pg. 125.||"'...You mark my words, girl, and watch your step. They get you poor little lukewarm Methodists and all over here and pump you full of Asian germs and start showing you auras, next thing you know you'll be runnin' around shoutin' Harry Krishna and playin' with matches and gasoline' "|
|Methodist||Washington||1905||Gloss, Molly. Wild Life. New York: Simon & Schuster (2000); pg. 45.||"Horace Stuband is a Methodist and a regular churchgoer himself, but the boys evidently persuaded him to thank God for his infrequent gift of fair weather by actually taking pleasure in it. "|
|Methodist||West Virginia||1940||Turtledove, Harry. Worldwar: In the Balance. New York: Ballantine (1994); pg. 160.||"He left a niggardly tip, and begrudged even that. Escaping quickly, before the waiter could see how he'd been stiffed, Larssen got his car and drove five miles into town, to the Methodist church to which he'd been directed to report. "; Pg. 161: "On the outside, the white-painted church with its tall steeple maintained the serenity the town sought to project. One step through the door told Larssen he had entered another world. The pastor retained half his office, but that was all. From everywhere else came the clatter of typewriters, the raucous chatter of people with too much to do and not enough time to do it, and the purposeful clomp of government-issue footgear on a hardwood floor. " [More takes place in this church building, which is being used as a military station, but not other refs. to 'Methodist,' by name.]|
|Methodist||world||1800||Anthony, Piers. Vision of Tarot. New York: Berkley Books (1985; 1st ed. 1980); pg. 200.||"...Protestant groups, and the latter into multiple splits. The Lutherans, the Calvinists, Episcopals, Presbyterians, Puritans, Baptists, Congregationalists, Quakers, Methodists... "|
|Methodist||world||1912||Wilson, Robert Charles. Darwinia. New York: Tor (1998); pg. 17.||"Rafe Buckley believed in miracles. He was the son of a Methodist minister and had been raised on Moses and the burning bush, Lazarus bidden back from the grave, the multiplication of loaves and fishes. Still, he had never expected to see a miracle. Miracles, like ghost stories, made him uneasy. He preferred his miracles confined between the boards of the King James Bible, a copy of which he kept (and left shamefully unconsulted) in his scabin. "|
|Methodist||world||1964||Elms, Alan C. "Introduction " in Norstrilia (by Cordwainer Smith). Framingham, MA: NESFA Press (1994); pg. xii.||"In those final years, Linebarger's [Smith] previously unfocused religious feelings intensified. He had grown up nominally Methodist, but had felt little interest in the more spiritual aspects of religion until Genevieve's mother underwent a painful terminal illness. As Linebarger and his wife began to embrace Episcopalianism... "|
|Methodist||world||1993||Morrow, James. Only Begotten Daughter. New York: William Morrow & Co. (1990); pg. 170.||[Julie Katz apparently visits Hell.] "Day by day, the categories of iniquity grew even more arbitrary and excessive. Julie could understand why there was an Island of Atheists. Ditto the Island of Adulterers... Depending on one's upbringing, the precincts reserved for Unitarians, Abortionists, Socialists, Nuclear Strategists, and Sexual Deviates made sense. But why the Island of Irish Catholics?... Methodists, Baptists?
'This offends me,' she said...
The devil's [replied] 'Throughout history, admission to Hell has depended on but one criterion... You must belong to a group some other group believes is heading there.'
'It's also the law...'
...'I can't imagine a Methodist doing anything particularly damning. Why would--?'
'Like all Protestants, Methodists abandoned the True Church. Only through the Apostolic Succession can a person partake of Christ's continued spiritual presence on earth. This is basic stuff, Julie.' "
|Methodist||world||1994||Milan, Victor. "My Sweet Lord " in Wild Cards: Book II of a New Cycle: Marked Cards (George R. R. Martin, ed.) New York: Baen (1994); pg. 95.|| "Belew slapped his hands down on his khaki-clad thighs. 'For an old hippie burn-out, you turn in a fair imitation of a Jesuit, Mark.'
'How would you know? You're an Episcopalian.'
'but us High-Church Anglicans are Catholic wannabes, remember. We keep a close eye on the bead rattlers. You Methodists wouldn't know about that.'
Mark laughed. Stopping going to church was perhaps the first of his few adolescent acts of rebellion. It was futile as the rest. When his father came home on leave from commanding a tactical fighter wing in Nam, he didn't even notice. "
|Methodist||world||2028||Barnes, John. Mother of Storms. New York: Tor (1994); pg. 182.||"Bill's moment of terror on Christmas Eve when he reached into his pocket and couldn't find the engagement ring and wondered how he'd ever explain the minuscule heap of gifts he had for her--and the moment of relief as he found it. His pleasant surprise to realize that that moment was going to be the worst of it, asking her wasn't half as scary. . . and then going to the Methodist Church together and singing carols by candlelight and the hot chocolate afterward (Porter is finding this all so Mom and Pop American that he wants to vomit, but he knows the audience out there will eat this right up... "|
|Methodist||world||2040||Clarke, Arthur C. Childhood's End. New York: Harcourt, Brace & World (1981; c. 1953); pg. 87.||"A century before, his color would have been a tremendous, perhaps an overwhelming, handicap. Today, it meant nothing. The inevitable reaction that had given early twenty-first-century Negroes a slight sense of superiority had already passed away. The convenient word 'nigger' was no longer taboo in polite society, but was used without embarrassment by everyone. It had no more emotional content than such labels as republican or methodist, conservative or liberal. "|