When I was a kid, we were very poor. My parents had taken my sister to New York City for an operation (she had a brain tumour) and OHIP only covered 80% of the cost at the time. My dad was left with a $13,000 bill----quite a chunk of money back then and he worked 7 days a week practically to support his family and pay off those bills.
Anyway, our family's plight was common knowledge around town and one kind businessman spearheaded a fundraising for us. The town was most generous and raised over $4,000 for us. Funny---we were Witnesses at the time but I do not recall anyone at the Hall ever helping us out. I do however, recall the elders visiting with our parents to tell my dad he was "missing too many meetings" by all the hours he was working and urged him to "get another job". My father basically told them to get stuffed and piss off. He had no choice but to work extra hours as he owed alot of money. Not that that makes any difference in this religion.
One Christmas, there was knock at the door. It was two representatives from the local Salvation Army. They had gifts for us kids AND for mom and dad. I remember there was a huge fruit basket and after they left, dad took a picture of us with it. We were thrilled beyond belief at the presents and every year after that, I resented being a Witness with no presents, no Christmas carolling, no decorating a Christmas tree, no drawing Christmas scenes at school, no bell ringing------nothing.
I know mom and dad were so appreciative that the Salvation Army did that for us and none of us ever forgot it. So I always make an effort to give to them (usually when I'm going past them into the liquor store) as I know they do alot of good.
What a shame that the WTS doesn't show the same Christian spirit.