It was August 1998 when I attended my last KH meeting, and I have been unrepently out for 7 years. I had my last (and only) visit from an elder I respected six months after that. I have been a reader of Randy Watters as I was leaving.
The two elders at my door at 6:15 this evening were new to the congo - no one I knew would go out in service on a Saturday night! You'd find people home!!
I was very surprised when I opened my mouth to speak. I was annoyed and sounded so. I think I was annoyed that it took 6 years and two new elders to have The Friends call. But I think it was because I disagree so much with what I did, and they do - like an ex-smoker I was fuming inside. I have had occasional social contact with JWs and that hasn't bothered me at all. But this felt Organizational and I immediately reacted.
I got the invite to the KH and The Memorial. I said that they wouldn't want me there as I would Partake (I just wanted to mess with their heads). And then I said they should read John 6:53, thanked them for coming, and shut the door.
Weird, I didn't think I still was postJW wacky. I don't believe that much of the orthodox christ-myth as it is. Why did I lash out where I thought it would hurt ... with Faux Apostasy!
Glen
John 6: 53 Jesus said to them, "I tell you the truth, unless you eat the flesh of the Son of Man and drink his blood, you have no life in you.