Amazing,
Your post resonates with me, as well.
When I moved back to Michigan in the early 90's my congregation was known as a "party congregation".
A group of friends frequently went out for ice cream or even dinner after the school/svc. meeting.
There were OFFICIAL congregation picnics at least twice (often 3X per year).
In the Spring, baseball was in order, and the guys were really good with the little ones.
In summer, fierce volleyball matches were played out [much to the chagrin of the elders in attendance!].
In the fall, a bonfire with a sing along, and touch football ( just the guys, Gopher! though the girls could pass a few back and forth).
GOOD food always plentiful. Worldly spouses, children welcome. If the park allowed it, beer and wine flowed.
Then came the word that no more OFFICIAL picnics could be held.
The picnics continued, but couldn't be called "congregation picnics".
Then the guest lists were made smaller, for better "control". And the picnics were held at parks where alcohol was not permitted.
House parties that once included those pre-fun WT studies were pared down, too. Even spiritual widows like me who enjoyed having the responsability of the family study being taken over by someone else were denied that respite. Private, non-family WT studies were no go's. Nothing official or overt, just the refusal of the former brother-conductors to lead the study anymore.
We ice skated on someone's private lake in winter and drank wine and played cards.... Annual trips to the zoo ... the science center IMAX theatre...
it truly was fun. My kids really, really liked the social events.
We enjoyed planning the parties we threw for the 'friends' when my husband went on his yearly golf vacations. That was our chance to return the hospitality extended to us during the year. One year the guest list became so long that we had to throw TWO parties 6 days apart so that the hostess -- me -- could be sure to know what was going on at all times. (There's that 'control' again!)
AHHhhhhhhh!!!! Those were the days.
But by the late 90's it was all mostly private parties for neo-Bethelites or 25th wedding anniversaries or graduations. No more big picnics. Very few large parties.
And then... I left!
outnfree
Par dessus toutes choses, soyez bons. La bonte est ce qui ressemble le plus a Dieu et ce qui desarme le plus les hommes -- Lacordaire