I recently talked to an old friend of mine that I grew up with. It had been several years since talking to him, and we talked a lot about the people that we both knew in the same hall. Listening to him, made me sad to a degree, for I feel that so many have lost out on a "real life."
It has been over 15 years since I stepped foot into that hall, and yet so many of the same people are still there. There were people still attending that I thought were ancient (old) when I was there, and was suprised that they still were alive. There were families with children that I grew up with that were still there. There were some who had left to other halls, but he still knew what they were up to. Still others were young kids when I was there, and now they are older and married, and a very few had left the witnesses all together. But, for the most part, it was like a flashback to all the memories I had growing up there. Not much changed.
So much the same, but yet different in a way too. The guy I was talking to had attended the same hall since he was an infant, and now he is nearing 40. Never married, pioneered for a long time, and just very devoted to the congregation. That hall, the meetings, etc, is his life. He would be completely lost without it.
It made me wonder, how many people are the same way? How many people have lost an entire lifetime and the experiences that life can give by sitting in the same rut going to the meetings, assemblies, field service etc? They do not appear to be happy, and do the same thing day in and day out. Most of these families are exactly as I last saw them. Literally doing the same motions for over 30 years. They have not gotten ahead in life, never moved, and their children doing the same thing.
It is as if almost they don't have a "real life." I have been sitting here trying to figure out how to put that thought into words, and that is the best that I can come up with. Now, are they alive? Of course. Do they have feelings and thoughts and emotions? Of course, though it may be stiffled.
I look at my life now, and those around me. We certainly fill up our lives with work, family, fun, and things like that. We do the same things as many witnesses as far as a normal work day, go to work, come home, eat, etc. However, so much more of their time is spent doing witness activities that there really is little else they can do. And if they are not doing those activities, many times they are feeling guilty, and that overwhelmes them.
It seems to me, that many life long witnesses, do not have a "real life." They are in a rat race of their own, just getting by until that next meeting. I feel sad for them, for I believe they have been cheated out of many wonderful experiences that the WTS just will not allow them. They truly have "separated themselves from the rest of the world."
I look back on that hall, and sadness just seems to dwell there.
Any thoughts?