I'll get the ball rolling with mine. I actually have two, but I will talk about the one that happened at the kingdom hall.
I was about 17 years old at the time. For some reason when ever I raised my hand to comment at the meeting, the brothers would never call on me. This went on for a couple or so weeks. I asked why they would not call on me, and they said it was because they could not see my hand. I was thinking,[>:(] "HA!!!, What a likely story, they can't see my hand." In my congeration there was only about 50 people there at any one given time. So that was why I was thinking that.
Any way I thought to myself, I'll fix those morons. I was getting very pissed, and would think evil thoughts. At home I has this very large, very bright orange sweater. It was so bright it would glow off the floresant lights. It was so bright, it would hurt ones eyes to look right at it. So I wore to the Thursday night meeting. "He he." I thought to myself, they will see me now. Any way I got to the KH, (it was winter so I was wearing a coat) and a minsteral servant was waiting for me. When I walked into the door, he handed me a slip of paper. "I ment to get a hold of you sooner, but you have a part on the meeting.....tonight."
"Oh my God." I said to myself. Let's just say that I was defantly the center of attention for my part up on stage. Boy was I a sight for sore eyes, with my black skirt, and orange sweater.
The truth can never be hurt by a lie,
but a lie can be exposed by the truth.