I look back on the 1970s with a sense of loss and nostalgia. I was a young man, just married, and so much in love with my beautiful wife. I had just started my engineering career, and was debt free. My whole life and future were in front of me. So many possibilities and opportunities lay before me, with so many decisions, and I was truly excited.
At the same time, we were still experiencing the Viet Nam war, college riots, civil rights marches and other civil unrest. The rest of the world hated the USA, yelling ‘Yankee God Home!’ The Catholic Church was in a mess and had become irrelevant. The oil crisis was looming and major recession with the US Dollar taken off of the Gold standard. Hippies and the drug culture were questioning authority and long standing traditions.
So, as luck would have it, I had just found the JWs in the “nick of time.” Armageddon was right around the corner in 1975. The JW religion was growing and rockin! The Truth book was the little Blue Bombshell that shattered the world, promising a soon-to-be-realized New System – and certainly the Old System seemed doomed with all the national and international stress mounting up.
Fast forward 30 years to 2001: Where is that young Amazing man I would see in the mirror each morning? Where is the Great Tribulation, Armageddon and the New System? What happened to all the evil world and its civil strife? How could it be that me, Amazing, could find myself sitting on a PC talking about Jehovah’s Witnesses, the Bible, and God the way I do? What happened? Why did it happen? What will the future bring?
I feel a sense of Sadness: My life has not been all bad. I have had a successful engineering career in spite of JW preference for part time janitorial work. I got out of the religion with my family intact, which is very fortunate. I have the rest of my life ahead of me, and I have the good health, education and talent to make things happen. But ...
If only I could reach back in time to that younger man, so full of life and positive aspirations, and have a good talk to him. If only I could get in a time machine and visit the young Amazing, and tell him the truth about the future and about the real Watchtower as a wolf in sheep’s clothing. I know I could reach his heart. What a different future I may have had.
Would it be worth it?: Sometimes I believe that I would gladly sacrifice what and who I am today if only I could make such a journey to the 1970s. Yet, would it truly be the best thing for me? Would I then, being warned by myself about the JWs, make other choices just as bad or worse? Or would my life reach even better peaks of success? Whatever the case, I will never know.
Who and what am I today?: I like to believe that who I am today is the better for waking up and seeing through the Watch Tower religion and having the insight and will, and maybe courage, to make the change and help my family with me. I like to believe that the quarter-century experience of being a JW refined and honed me into a better and very unique individual with a lot yet to give to others. But, as each day, week, month, and year passes, and I explore and examine every aspect of life, looking under every rock of previously accepted views; and as I revisit the Bible, God, and our entire humanity, I have to wonder what it all means – and I have to wonder who I really am – and whether any of this was truly worth it.
I look back at the young Amazing in 1970 – and with that sense of sadness, I wish I could see what a different future may have been, if I could only travel back in time to pay myself a visit. Thanks for listening. – Amazing