Ive not been to a meeting in five years probably. Yet my husband still goes and I always envision him going in and the hardy handshakes he gives, greeting and being greeted, sitting there with all those suits with the secrets hidden inside, and all those pretty dresses hiding the pain.
If I wasnt disassociated, I wonder if I would be bolder, speak up, be honest with the "friends" instead of toeing the company line. I wonder how the talks sound these days, if they are more terse, more threatening with the advent of the internet and the onslaught of the apostates? I wonder if the panic attacks I felt while sitting there at the end would be gone now? Would I dare sing loud? Would I laugh out loud? Would I answer not from the paragraph?
Would you go back if you could be invisible? Just to see?
Loves
"My task is to bear witness to the truth. For this was I born for this I came into the world, and ALL who are not deaf to truth listen to my voice" - Jesus before Pilate, John 18:37