I've had several tell me that it took a while for *noidea = no idea* to sink in.
*psssttt..Lisa I won't tell then you were one of them.
~~~Noi~~~
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by LyinEyes 43 Replies latest jw friends
I've had several tell me that it took a while for *noidea = no idea* to sink in.
*psssttt..Lisa I won't tell then you were one of them.
~~~Noi~~~
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well shoot i guess add me to that list I thought it was an actual name. I had a russian blue cat named Nodia. She was always conspireing against the phone. She hated it.
The smoldering wick is the candle that has just gone out. It won't take much to relight the flame and it won't take much to snuff it out entirely.
I guess my name is obvious. But, there were two reasons behind it. The first came from a Watchtower article based on Isaiah 42:3 "The bruised reed and the smoldering wick."
When I started losing my faith (my religion), I remember feeling so connected to that smoldering wick. I wanted bad to re-ignite the passion I once had for God and the Bible...but, life, circumstance and even the JWs themselves kept pouring buckets of cold water on me.
Here's part of the article:
A common household lamp of the first century C.E. was a small pitcherlike earthenware vessel with a loop handle. The lamp usually was filled with olive oil. By capillary attraction, a wick made of flax drew the oil up to feed the flame. Of course, a 'smoldering wick' would be one about to go out.The second reason is because the rest of that scripture in Isaiah 42:3 talks about God bringing "forth judgment unto truth." In the book of Isaiah, other books of the Bible, even Jesus himself used smoke & fire to convey God's anger and wrath, His judgment. A "smoking" flax or wick represents God's smoldering anger and judgment.Jesus proclaimed his comforting message to many who were figuratively like a bruised reed, bent over and knocked about. These people were also like a smoldering flaxen wick because their last spark of life had nearly been extinguished. They really were oppressed and discouraged. However, Jesus did not crush a figurative bruised reed or extinguish a symbolic smoldering wick. His loving, tender, compassionate words did not further discourage and depress suffering people. Instead, his comments and his dealings with them had an uplifting effect.-Matthew 11:28-30.
Today, too, many need compassion and encouragement because they face disheartening problems. Even servants of Jehovah are not always towers of strength. At times some resemble smoldering wicks. Christians should therefore be encouraging-fanning the flame, as it were-thus strengthening one another.-Luke 22:32; Acts 11:23.
As Christians we want to be upbuilding. We would not deliberately try to weaken anyone seeking spiritual help. Indeed, we desire to imitate Jesus' example in strengthening others. (Hebrews 12:1-3; 1 Peter 2:21) The fact that we could unwittingly crush any who look to us for encouragement is good reason to give serious thought to our way of dealing with others. We certainly do not want to 'extinguish a smoldering wick.' wt 95 11/15
At one time, I was made to feel worthless, good only for the judgment of destruction at Armageddon...because I no longer thought like a JW.
But now, I give that same smoldering judgment back to the Watchtower Society for using up my life and destroying my faith in God. See also lyrics to "The Unforgiven" by Metallicahttp://music.r2.ru/archive/metallica_unforgiven.html
I will remain a smoldering wick, until life chooses to give me back my spiritual fire.
eyes which are lying are like teeth which are biting, is i right eye?
better to be Klaus than to be a liar ;)
I like the eagles too
in the air their flies the eagle
with a tail like mummies beagle
with a beak hard like a rock
where he bites our neigbours dog
with wings enlarged like those from whitney
and clear eyes liek those from britney
and his cry is high and loud
coming down from any cloud
reaching you far on the hill
the eagle does what yozur heart will
lovely greeting eye, and dont mind the future
with 35 you have half time and
about 35 further years of sorrow happyness
and sometimes rage
lovely greetings from the count of Luetzebuerg