Barbara Heinemann Landmann - Barbara Marries George Landmann and Loses The Gift, 1823.

Barbara Marries George Landmann and Loses The Gift, 1823.

Barbara tells Scheuner:

So I fell ever deeper into temptation, and finally this resulted in my marriage to George Landmann in the year 1823. With that, we were banished from the Community. (Scheuner, 1873)

Marriage did not always result in banishment. Kreutzer, we have seen, was married. Nordhoff (1879) says that Metz, at his death in 1867, left a daughter in the Amana community. Shambaugh (1908) says that E. L. Gruber himself had a son who accompanied him on his journeys and who specialized in the detection of false Werkzeuge.

Marriage could result in banishment, however, if it was opposed by the Elders. Christian Metz (1822) says that the enemy tempted Barbara with a desire to marry George Landmann, but the Lord showed both her and the Brethren that this step was against His holy will. In spite of what the Lord showed them, Barbara and George married a year later. The result was banishment.

Barbara's first service as a Werkzeug thus lasted less than five years, from her first Aussprache at Bergzabern late in 1818 to her marriage to George Landmann in 1823.

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