Friday, March 28, 2008

Missing Pastor Found - Inside Strip Club

Here's a place I wouldn't have thought to look, because typically they don't have children stripping in strip clubs. Yeah, yeah, I know that's hitting below the church belt.

A Lyndonville, New York pastor, who had been missing since Wednesday afternoon, was found early Friday morning in a strip club - in Ohio. The Rev. Craig Rhodenizer, 46, is pastor of the St. John's Lutheran Church in Lyndonville.

Originally it was thought Rhodenizer might have been kidnapped, and the FBI was even brought in on the case.

"When they had contact with him, he appeared to be very distraught and very emotional," Lewiston Sgt. Frank Previte said. "He told the officers that he did not know how he got there or where he was."

Now that's all interesting, because the dancers at the strip club sure remembered him, saying he had been there for several hours, drinking.

5 comments:

Nitehawk said...

Yeah, that excuse doesn't work with girlfriends either.

Dumped on the doorstep by aliens and then befriended by the strippers, probably wouldn't have worked either, but it would have been more original and a Godsend for bloggers.

NewsScrews said...

HAHA! What was his excuse for being in Ohio? I really would like to hear his whole side of the story.

Anonymous said...

Many missing strippers have been located in churches and other religious institutions.

Maybe the pastor thought...

Anonymous said...

...or he could have been on an undercover religious mission similar to the rumors of undercover cops smoking pot?

Anonymous said...

This still makes me sick. This man is still in charge of leading his "flock" down the garden path to righteousness at this Lyndonville church.

I had to appear at this church for a funeral recently, and could hardly deal with listening to the lies this man preached from his pulpit. Sickening, he is still there as of this month, March 2011.

Even worse, a clearly blinded and brainwashed family member spoke to me about him the day we lost that family member, "He is our Shepard and we are his flock!" I had to bite down hard on my tongue to keep from saying what was on my mind.

We were in grief at my family members home only hours after the passing of our family member, and he barged in, uninvited... not once, not twice, but three times that day of our family's loss. I could barely stand it. I nearly passed out from anger over his hypocritical words.

Instead of talking about an uplifting subject during the funeral service, (OF WHICH we requested he not give any sermon because we had no interest in hearing his words) all he could talk about was Mary Magdalene. I was appalled... how dare he...