here's a true to life adoption story. a jw couple, husband elder, wife pioneer. they decide they want to adopt from hubby's home country Eastern Europe. they go over and spend a month there (doing the preaching work also of course) and fall in love with a brother and sister. boy is 2 and girl is 5. they return home and announce they are adopting the 2 kids. shortly there after i hear they are only adopting the SON, why i ask the woman and she informed me that "after careful consideration and prayer, it has been decided that 2 kids will not allow us to continue in our christen responsibilities" so they broke up the kids and took the son! what the ???? later rumor had it the elders in their hall had a long talk to the elder husband and said that it would be a bad distraction and he would not be able to shepherd the congregation like he should if he had 2 kids and which was more important, adopting 2 kids that are brother and sister, or harassing active jws over non-issue stuff!
More JW folklore
by looking_glass 31 Replies latest jw friends
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Wasanelder Once
Back in the early 70's there was a brother at Bethel that wanted to have a child but couldn't because the wife refused to have one. She was Knorr's personal secretary at the time. Then he called the elders and they told her to submit to her husband and do her wifely duty. She did. They left Bethel and had a beautiful baby boy. The baby looked exactly like Nathan Knorr, it was a miracle! (This is a work of fiction just like those other tales related here.)
W.Once
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bigmouth
"I remember hearing the same story about 30 years ago except it was a little girl."
Yep! Identical story told here at a DC about '84.
Remember when members of your cong. got up at the assembly and told you stories that made your jaw drop and then you found the exact same 'experience' was told by a dozen others in various places!? -
Billzfan23
I wanted to know if I came to visit you once a week would you be willing to teach me more about the paradise earth?"
Yeah.. That would happen.. BTW, did I mention that I am really Santa from the North Pole?
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fullofdoubtnow
I don't know how they can keep this crap circulating anymore, I'm sure even some diehard jws must be getting at least a little suspicious now.
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Borgia
Sunday while eating with friends, one of them related that same story of a girl adopted but then placed it after the tsunami in S.E.A.
Looks abit like the WT literature. The same ole story but with a little different twist....
Cheers
Borgia
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moomanchu
A shepherding call where one word was never spoken but was
successful!A member of a certain Kingdom Hall, who previously had been
attending meetings regularly, stopped going. After a few weeks, an elder
decided to visit him.It was a chilly evening. The elder found the man at home alone,
sitting before a blazing fire. Guessing the reason for the elders visit,
the man welcomed him, led him to a comfortable chair near the fireplace and
waited.The elder made himself at home but said nothing. In the grave
silence, he contemplated the dance of the flames around the burning logs.
After some minutes, the elder took the fire tongs, carefully picked up a
brightly burning ember and placed it to one side of the hearth all alone.
Then he sat back in his chair, still silent. The host watched all this in
quiet contemplation. As the one lone ember's flame flickered and
diminished, there was a momentary glow and then its fire was no more. Soon
it was cold and dead.Not a word had been spoken since the initial greeting. The elder
glanced at his watch and realized it was time to leave. He slowly stood up,
picked up the cold, dead ember and placed it back in the middle of the
fire. Immediately it began to glow, once more with the light and warmth of
the burning coals around it.
As the elder reached the door to leave, his host said with a tear
running down his cheek, "Thank you so much for your visit and especially
for the fiery sermon. I shall be back at the Kingdom Hall next meeting."POINT BEING, WE NEED THE WARMTH OF OUR BROTHERS - NOT TO BE ALL
ALONE & COLD.I think the brothers would like to literally put us in the fire !!!!!!!!
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moshe
My wife and I adopted a child from Russia in 2003. We looked at the foreign adoption procedures for many counties. And I can say that I am 100% certain this story did not happen this way. Maybe that is the story they told the elders, but they don't pick out a child and tell you it's yours- you have to go pick it up. Vietnam required two trips to adopt, just Like Russia. The first to travel and meet the child, then you apply to adopt the child and submit your dossier to the foreign agency. When all has been aproved you can return and finalize the adoption. You could change your mind at any point up until the adoption was finalized after the court hearing. Now as regards Russia , JW's are out of luck. Russia will not OK JW's for adoption due to the danger the Russian child could be murdered by the JW family refusing a medically needed blood transfusion. That's how Russia views a JW parent who lets a child die rather than give them a blood transfusion- they are murderers. Russia will not turn their children over to JW's. I think that most any government that sees in a dossier that the applicant parents are JW's will probably never be appoved to adopt one of their children. Plus, I would think JW's would be hard pressed to justify the $25-40,000 in costs needed to complete an adoption- money that could be better used for their worldwide preaching work, instead of saving the life of an orphan child. JW's just don't care about helping the poor homeless and hungry kids of the world.
Nope, just another WT urban folklore story.
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moomanchu
>"KEEP THE FORK"
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>There was a young sister who had been diagnosed with a terminal
>illness and had been given three months to live. So as she was
>getting her things "in order," she contacted an elder and had him come
>to her house to discuss certain aspects of her final wishes. She told
>him which songs she wanted sung at the service talk, what scriptures
>she would like emphasized, and what outfit she wanted to be buried in.
>
>Everything was in order and the elder was preparing to leave when
>our young sister suddenly remembered something very important to her.
>"There's one more thing," she said excitedly.
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>"What's that?" came the elder's reply..
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>"This is very important," our young sister continued. "I want to be
>buried with a fork in my right hand."
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>The elder stood looking at the young woman not knowing quite what to
>say.
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>That surprises you, doesn't it?" our young sister asked.
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>"Well, to be honest, I'm puzzled by the request," said the elder.
>
>Our young sister explained. "My grandmother once told me this story,
>and from there on out, I have always done so. I have also, always tried
>to pass along its message to those I love and those who are in need of
>encouragement.
>'In all my years of attending Christian gatherings and friendly
>dinners, I always remember that when the dishes of the main course were
>being cleared, someone would inevitably lean over and say, 'Keep your
>fork' It was my favorite part because I knew that something better was
>coming...like velvety chocolate cake or deep-dish apple pie.
>Something wonderful, and with substance!'
>
>So, I just want people to see me there in that casket
>with a fork in my hand and I want them to wonder "What's with the
>fork?". Then I want you to tell them: "Keep your fork...the best is yet
>to come."
>
>The elder's eyes welled up with tears of joy as he hugged our young
>sister good-bye. He knew this would be one of the last times he would
>see her on this side of this system. But he also knew that our young
>sister had a better grasp of 'The New System' than he did. She had a
>better grasp of what paradise would be like than many people twice her
>age, with twice as much experience and knowledge. She KNEW that
>something better was coming.
>
>At the funeral people were walking by our young sister's casket and
>they saw the pretty dress she was wearing and the fork placed in her
>right hand.
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>Over and over, the elder heard the question. "What's with the fork?"
>And over and over he smiled.
>
>During his service talk, the elder told the friends of the
>conversation he had with our young sister shortly before she died. He
>also told them about the fork and about what it symbolized to her. The
>elder told the people how he could not stop thinking about the fork
>and told them that they probably would not be able to stop thinking
>about it either.
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>He was right.
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>So the next time you reach down for your fork, let it remind you ever
>so gently, that the best is yet to come.
>
>The Brotherhood is a very rare jewel, indeed. The friends make us
>smile and encourage us to succeed. They lend an ear, they share a word
>of praise, and they always want to open their hearts to us.
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>Show the friends how much you care. Remember to always be there for
>them, even when you need them more. For you never know when it may be
>their time to "Keep your fork."
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>Cherish the time you have, and the memories you share... showing
>Christian love is not an opportunity but a sweet responsibility, and a
>Christian obligation.
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>Send this to the FRIENDS, This illustration just shows us the
>importance of keeping "our eyes on the prize".
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>2 Cor 4:17,18 - "For though the tribulation is momentary and light, it
>works
>out for us a glory that is of more and more surpassing weight and is
>everlasting; while we keep our eyes, not on the things seen, but on the
>things unseen. For the things seen are temporary, but the things unseen are
>everlasting."
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>Just remember to 'keep your fork'. -
lovelylil
These experiences are almost entirely made up and are used for mind control on the friends. I personally was approached by two different circuit overseers who heard I always had good experiences in field service and asked to give my experiences at the district conventions. The problem was my experiences were not "exactly" what they wanted to be shown on the platform.
I was asked to "tweak" my experiences to fit into the mold they had which meant I had to exagerate about 50% of what really happened. I said NO both times and they tried to make me feel bad about it. Both these men did not think they were asking me to lie. Anyway, another sister in my hall gave one of the experiences and she made the whole thing up 100%! This is when I knew for sure that these things are total fabrications.
We all know too that many of the illustrations given on the platform are stolen from Christendom. And I believe "keeping the fork" is one of them. BTW, I had better keep my fork all right..........I will need it to fend off the birds that are coming to pick my eyeballs right out of my head! Oh, what a loving God the Watchtower worships. I wonder WHY more people don't listen to their good news?????????
Now excuse me while I vomit. Peace, Lilly