Yes. The constant admonition from the stage of not "sparing the rod" was considered "heavenly direction" for beatings. I still have ridges on my scull from the impacts. The front porch of the Hall was some sort of Puritan whipping post in the 50s &60s for kids who squirmed during meetings.
Love was "conditional" based on OBEDIANCE to the cult. Destruction by sword, earthquake, bears, and stoning was brought up by mom constantly.
Dad was not a JW, but was convinced Hugging made kids gay.