Greetings
When I was active, I pioneered a lot in a congregation that had desperate need for any type of shepherding calls. Be it active members of the congregation, fading members or disfellowshipped ones. I found unless time was able to be counted you never saw hide nor hair from any elder. Sheparding calls were unheard of unless the elder could count it, ie unbaptized people.
I thought it was just the congregation, well it was disbanded. We moved halls and it was the same story. I received one call in all my time, the elder and the CO came visiting, I had just separated from my husband who was on a restraining order due to assault (on me, in front of the police). I was facing how to feed my three children as my ex was holding the finances until such time as I went back to him, not to mention the stress of his hundreds of phone calls each day despite a restraining order against him, and looking for work knowing my only references were my ex (family business). When the elder and the CO showed up I was almost (note almost) grateful, someone actually cares, so I thought. Was I wrong. It appears some one snitched on me and my moment of weakness (perhaps the fleeing from my ex did it, I don’t actually recall) but I picked up cigarettes and smoked. Yup the whole visit was about the fact that I smoked (though at that exact moment I wasn’t any more). No mention on how I was doing, can we help, can we offer you anything, how are the children doing nothing, not a word. Smoking! They prayed, and left, never heard a word from them again, and I went out and bought a new pack of cigarettes and never went back to the hall again.
I have only heard through my father of one attempt in a decade to contact me, it seems they went to him to ask for my home information. My father, bless his heart asked me, and I said I would rather not. Despite the fact they know where I work, and I guess where I live by now, I have yet to hear from any of them. After my one and only experience, never would be to soon.
Call me bitter, yes I am. Just before I left there was this whole thing in the watchtower about the congregation and the love and fine shepards ect. If love is based on time you can count or don’t expect anything, then in all sincerity, I don’t need that kind of love at all. It makes my stomach turn.
Jahna