The last International Assembly I attended was an attempt to regain my spirituality. I tried real hard to make it work. However, the timing was bad to begin with. It was in early December and a lot of the brothers had trouble getting time off to attend. I looked around the assemby grounds at the young families, who were clarly struggling financially. It really upset me seeing these poor folk struggle to find food and keep their little-uns clean, dry and comfortable. On the scale of things they were ok I guess, but to me they looked like they needed a financial infusion and some joy in their lives. They weren't going to get it at the convention. The seating was awful and the sound was even worse. It was probably a blessing that we couldn't hear much - coz what did bellow thru was just more of the same old, same old.
That International convention seal it for me. I'd had enough!
Marilyn