In Greek, meaning to 'transform.'
I remember giving a talk as a ministerial servant which included this analogy. It was supposed to be an illustration of how one changes from the filth of the world to the beauty of being a christian. I agree that in certain cases, becoming a christian is a beautiful thing. It wasn't my experience. This is why:
I was a crazy worldly young lad. Seventeen & full of that selfish arrogance. But I was true. I was caring. I was sensitive. I was kind & loving.
I remember when Live Aid was on the TV in 1985. I watched this as an 8 year old. In horror that people suffered in the way that was so graphically depicted at the time. My little mind couldn't understand it. I remember at christmas & new year being upset that my family had so much good food and that on the other hand, somewhere, others were starving. I remember crying like a little baby thinking about those poor souls that I had just seen in the summer TV documentaries & news edits.
And so to the JW's. Offering peace & security to a kid that doesn't quite fit into society. A guy that is sensitive to the problems in the world around. Tailor made for the Jehovah's Witness religion. They had all the answers after all.
But I had to trade my freedom to find those answers. As I cooperated with the reforming JW religion, I lost all sensitivity. I wasn't true to myself at all. I took those answers & grabbed them at the expense of literally everything around me. I traded it all for the JW religion.
As I said, my freedom of thought & expression was all gone. I repeated the WTS lines of thought like a mantra. Yet I knew as I progressed up the theocratic ladder that things were not right in the religion.
I had became estranged from my loving family. I had become obsessed with putting this world down. I had become depressed. I had become anxious. I was deeply unhappy.
Not quite the 'metamorpho' that I had expected.
I eventually left the WT religion after allowing it to influence my mind for just over ten whole years. At the point I left, I didn't like who I was. I was often suicidal. I was more often than not depressed. I was dejected. I had been let down. I had let myself down by being sucked into this racket of a religion.
Having served 5 years outside the religion I can confidently say that my life really has 'morphed.' I began to trust people. I began to see the good in all people. Worldly people were not the sort to be avoided & despised. They offered friendship & reached out the hand of unconditional love. I took it.
I became unsuspicious of everyone around me. Embracing diversity & enjoying the fact that I need not judge almost everyone around me.
I regained my confidence & built my business. I gained self respect as I saw that I wasn't just a useless, faithless ministerial servant doomed for death.
I was a father who provided well for my family, both emtotionally & physically. I even began to pat myself on the back for being such a good person, rather than putting myself down for being an unspiritual doubter of the 'truth.'
Truely, I have changed. I am able to embrace life & love it. Every second that I spend with my 3 beautiful children makes me feel so happy that I am alive. I am surrounded by love. How lucky I am.
Toward the end of my time as a JW, I would have happily driven my car into a tree. A twentysomething young lad with a wife & family! I felt like this because of the drip, drip, drip of that religion & it's criminal negativity.
Now, I have changed.
I have one life of which I am certain. I am living it.
Best wishes to you all on your Journey.
J