Mrs Ozzie and I were at Koorong bookshop today; we hadn't been in a while and Mrs Ozzie wanted to get a particular book as a birthday gift for a friend.
Koorong bookshops are religious bookstores here downunder and supply heaps of good theological books, bibles, recordings and the like. When we were making our first steps along the road to freedom out of the borg, we were regular visitors to Koorong and built up quite a library from the books we bought there.
Like I said, we haven't been in perhaps a year and we mooched around a bit. I made my way to the books on cults and other religions. In times past I'd pored over books in the section on the dubs. I picked up some volumes this visit, glanced through them, read some pages of books that we didn't have in our library and Mrs Ozzie joined me with the question, "Buying that one?"
"No," I replied, "I just can't get enthused enough to want to spend the time reading it."
It's then that I realised that after seven long and arduous at times years away from the KH, it really has nothing to offer, not even concerning myself with what they're up to these days. I determined long ago that it's an evil empire, sacreligious in the extreme, Christ defaming, as well as abusers of people and little children.
Quite often we're asked to visit groups and churches to give workshops on handling the dub at the door and we're happy to do that but really our lives now are so fulfilled both spiritually and otherwise that proving or disproving the WT's teachings has lost its lustre.
As they say, we've "moved on".