Hi Lisa,
You're in good company. In her book, "Visions of Glory" Barbara Harrison tells of this experience just before she left Bethel in 1955:
One afternoon, as I sat working in the proofreading department of the Watchtower plant at 117 Adams Street, a sudden black storm blew up, and two of the men with whom I shared proofreading tasks raced to the plate glass windows and said, "Oh, boy! Maybe it's Armageddon. Wouldn't it be wonderful if it was Armageddon? Do you think it's Armageddon? Wow!" I laughed and laughed and laughed, because they sounded so much more like Batman and Robin anticipating a caper with the Joker than like decently awed men awaiting God's final judgment. And of course, my laughter infuriated them. Their little-boy glee gave way to sententiousness and censoriousness, and they silenced my hysterical laughter with glares, demanding to know what, exactly, I found so funny. Perhaps my laughter had made them aware of their own foolishness; I doubt it, though, because they took both Armageddon and themselves very seriously (never for a moment doubting that the Storm of Storms would leave 117 Adams Street, and them, unscathed). I quailed - anything male and angry had the power to subdue me - and said in a voice I didn't recognize as my own (it sounded like the voice of a petulant 9-year-old), "I don't want Armageddon to come." . . .ALL of "Visions of Glory" is now available FREE on line at one of Randy's fine sites : http://www.exjws.net/vg.htm
Personally, I'M fearless!
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