I've wanted to do a bio thread for a little while now to give you my story, but for security reasons I can't at this time. (crazy, maintaining a double life requires secrecy the CIA would envy) I did however want to share this with you, and I need your thoughts and experiences if possible.
I just got a fairly decent job promotion, significant enough pay raise, and better hours. I'm grateful too, happy even. Most people would be right? Especially in these times. However I'm actually conflicted because of this. I interviewed for this position right around the time I started posting on here. I got the offer a little over a week ago. The word got out in my department and other departments, people who know me, and the past few days I've recieved compliments, and congratulations. People shaking my hand, even got a fist bump from an old dude. One coworker, openly gay, shook my hand and warmly congratulated me. We always did get along, and always will. I'm not remotely gay by the way. A couple female aquiantenances gave me a hug. Mind you, none of these people are JWs. Some of them, maybe most of them know I am. Yet here they are sincerely congratulating me. It made me feel really good. Now here's the conflict.........
The deeply ingrained JW side of me is screaming thoughts such as, "the world is fond of their own" "do not be loving the world or the things in the world",etc.. Not to mention this happened right around the time I started logging on here. I'm able to sit back and laugh at what I'm thinking as nonsense, and that these are the thoughts of a crazy person. Yet, these are my thoughts. I've always looked at life believing there is no such thing as luck. We stand on our own success, mistakes, failures, and sometimes chance. I've never personally prayed for anything like a particular job or anything financial. Yet if something worked out for me, I would thank Jehovah. If it didnt, I didnt ever, not once blame it on Satan or Jehovah. I just chalked it up as, "so it goes, oh well." Even the worst times of my life, I've never blamed it on someone. But now, for the first time in my life, I'm experiencing this internal debate that for the most part I know is retarded to ponder over. But my upbringing is tugging at my conscience too. I hope this doesnt come off as a ramble, or incoherent.
Have you ever experienced what I'm relaying to you? Anything similar?