Why I Don’t Love Jehovah
There was once a time in my life, that saying I don’t love Jehovah was just unimaginable for me. I loved Jehovah, talked to this deity daily, sometimes for hours in reverent prayers and looked diligently for his answers. I was a true believer, a dedicated full time pioneer for years, and I thought I was happy in my life…until one day a bible study of mine told me a joke that led to something not so funny.
His name was Jon Rea, and he was one of the best bible studies you could ever hope for. He was a retired schoolteacher; was very kind; had no bad habits; had a really friendly attitude and best of all he loved coming to the meetings, preparing well for the lessons.
I had studied with Jon for about 7 months but he would never go out in the field service or join the ministry school and the elders told me to light a fire under his butt and tell him to get off the fence or get out. When I related this to Jon, he told me this story…
One day a Jehovah’s Witness, a Catholic priest, and a Mormon missionary all decided to go fishing on a lake. Each of them had their own boat and ended up pretty close to each other because that is where the fish were, but because they all knew they were of different and incompatible religions, they just looked at each other and didn’t say a word.Well, at the time I thought that was hilariously funny but Mr. Rea wasn’t laughing. He told me that all the religions are just stepping out on the rocks and there really isn’t any miracles happening and there wasn’t the slightest bit of proof of God’s existence.Before long, the Catholic priest discovered his line got tangled up and the Witness noticed this and was shocked when the priest walked right out on the water like Jesus and untangled his line and got back into his boat without saying a word.
The Witness began thinking to himself that even though this was miraculous the priest didn’t really have the truth, and it was nothing to get upset over.
Before long, the Mormon missionary managed to get his line tangled and the JW watched in amazement as he too walked out across the water nonchalantly and untangled his line and got back into his boat without saying a word.
The Witness was so amazed by this, he began to think that Jehovah wanted to teach him something and just then his line got tangled. He kept telling himself, I know I can do it, I have the truth, I know I can do it, and when he stepped out of his boat…he immediately sank into the water.
The other two fellows looked at each other and said “Do you think we should have told him where the rocks are?”
Of course, I immediately started in with my canned JW answers but in time Jon showed me why each one was weak and ineffective and sent me back to do more homework. Eventually I worked up to the point where I had questions I couldn’t answer, the elder’s couldn’t answer and the Society couldn’t answer…they didn’t know where the rocks were.
I thought though for a few years after this, that there would be answers out there to show that while the Witnesses were wrong, that God was still there and loving me, but in the end it was the power of love that showed me there was NO God.
End of part one…
In part two, I will show you my reasons why I believe God isn’t love.
Skipper