No
I'm among the few people who do not experience that "need to be part of something greater than myself". I am happy being just me and do not need to feel like I "belong" to anything.
When You Were A Witness Did You Feel YOU Were Part Of The "Brotherhood"?
by minimus 25 Replies latest jw friends
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ballistic
I had taken the BLUE pill at age 4. Between then and when the collective spat me out, I was a true believer, although there was a decline at one point after I moved congs, where upon it became true that "he that has nothing, what he does have will be taken", and thereupon began my decline into oblivion.
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Mattieu
Yes and no.
Yes: When travelling overseas and visiting congos/bethels and when we had overseas visitors come down under, it made me appreciate the world wide b’hood.
No: Most of the local congos are so divided, cliques, personality differences, failed business dealings. You can walk into any hall and guaranteed there will be some who will not even be on speaking terms with their brothers and sisters because of some dispute.
How can the Borg say that the scripture identifying true Christians because of the love amongst themselves, can be fulfilled by the wtbt$???
Mattieu....
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Little Bit
No. I was never good enough.
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WTWizard
I thought I was just doing the work of a "brother". They didn't want me to enjoy any real blessings that I myself could profit from. Yet, they acted like I was responsible for the whole damn congregation--every time it looked like I had a few spare dollars, they would find a way to leach it away from me. They always forced me to help clean up the a$$embly hell (those taking me back would always be involved, and drag me into it). They wanted me to do more field circus, and get more just plain men into the cancer. Yet, they didn't want me to have anything to do with the opposite sex--still they wanted that field circus and association with just plain men.
And obey. They didn't want me listening to any real music--that was right from the start. The slimeball that studied with me would have had me throw away every single record, had he not run out of time and had to move to another congregation. He also tried to drag me out in field circus--the first day, we went in the afternoon. Then, at 3:30 PM, he quit--knowing I had to work that evening and might not be home until well after 1 AM the next morning, he still wanted me out at 9 the next morning and insisted on it! Suit dry cleanings. Shoes that had to be polished. A white dress shirt, with the collar button done up in the hottest weather. Wasting 6 hours to prepare a Number Two talk that I could do equally well in ten minutes (there is almost nothing additional for me to gain by practicing more than the opening line, and I had that written down). But, no real blessings.
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minimus
Hi Little Bit. WELCOME!!!!
Wiz, I for one am HAPPY that you're out. You were miserable.