I happened to meet a young 'sister' from my old congregation today whilst out shopping.I think she is about eighteen now.
We exchanged pleasantries and I asked her how everyone was. This was a general fish for info on anyone or anything I suppose. Her response really saddened me.
She told me that all in her immediate family were fine. She now works part-time as she is auxilliary pioneering as "it keeps her going".This is something that "brings her great joy"
As we conversed, I noticed her attire. A young pretty girl dressed in full ministry garb including matching scarf and gloves, sensible black outdoor coat which somehow betrayed her youth.
I could also sense her unease and the way she strictly kept her responses somehow directly pertaining to her ministry or special joy that was hers alone.
I noticed something also about myself and recalled something that I read recently written by kenpodragon to do with a conversation he had or could not have with his mother.
There were so many things that perhaps I would have liked to say to her, yet I was unable to. And just as much as she skirted around issues and answered me perfectly.......so did I also.
I came away feeling sad. Sad for her, sad that the conversation seemed pointless, sad that I felt unable to convey anything of real meaning to her and sad to see her, in her youth, so trapped inside something that she does not understand.
I also got the feeling that she probably felt quite different. As we parted company, I suspect that she felt quite superior in her wt security and probably thanked jehovah that she was not like me.