In a reply to me concerning my mothers prompting for us to join her at the assembly next sunday and then go to dinner with them, my husband confessed dinner and a good brainwashing were his idea of a good time followed by the next little paragraph that was so inspired, and sarchastic, I had to share.
By 'brainwashing', of course, I mean heart warming stories of
inspiration, an amazing Watchtower summary (how can they so completely
cover such an intense Biblical lesson in only half the time it normally
takes? Got me! No wait, power of Jehovah!) and an informative symposium
full of practical advice I can easily apply to my day-to-day existence.
A veritable feast of Spiritual food, you might say. Up to and including
Appetizers and Desserts. In fact, when you think about it, isn't an
inspiring tale of an older one in the congregation's lifelong devotion
to the Big J just like a well constructed Baked Alaska? But Better!!!
Also, much faith-strengthening fellowship with my Brothers and Sisters,
none of which are fat and/or stupid. Or lazy. Certainly none of which
live off the welfare and the kindness of others, mostly they're just
fully utilizing Caesar's provisions in order to subsidize a full time
career in the ministry. I am so f*****n' inspired at the mere thought.
(Of course, by "f****n' inspired", what I meant was "happified".)