I once prayed to Jehovah to turn me into a newt!
I got better!
by Samuel Thorsen 16 Replies latest jw friends
I once prayed to Jehovah to turn me into a newt!
I got better!
I remember one concluding prayer on a Thursday night. The circuit overseer was to visit the following week. The prayer went something like this. "Jehovah, we pray for your blessing for the following week of activities and our cirucuit overseer's visit. Lord help us to endure. . . " Ha ha. I had a hard time preventing my urge to laugh.
I was conducting the Tuesday night book study some years ago. It was a time when we were encouraged to be more agressive in extracting comments from those we knew were capable -- but were perhaps a little timid. Halfway through, I saw brother Smith with head pointed downward appearing to be in complete concentration.
"And what're your thoughts on the subject, Brother Smith?"
Brother Smith lifted his head, startled. Obviously thinking we had finished, he stood, bowed his head and offered the concluding prayer.
Once I heard an annointed member pray in a house before a meal and he said "Jehovah help us to carefully examine what was placed on our plate before we eat it" the host could have misunderstod that but she laughed as did most others present.
He was making in fact a reference to the GB as the FDS, with whom he was at loggerheads at the time.
We had this great dummy of an elder who used to chastize the congregation in his prayers. "...Oh, Jehoba, please help some of the friends to get out in service and not selfishly spend so much time on recreation...we realize that it's such a great priviledge to be one of your people and want to demonstrate our appreciation of your loving arrangement by being present and on time to each and every meeting you provide.... "
Sometimes I wanted to walk out before he finished.
I was probably 16 years old, and I was being "used" in the congregation a lot because I was so Theocratic and such a good example of how young people should behave. After the Tuesday night book study in Sister Harrison's home (I think we were studying the old "Babylon" book") I was called on to say the closing prayer. Just as I opened my mouth, this elderly sister let this huge fart. Bless her heart, she was about 90 and she couldn't help it, but my god, it was enormous and it quickly permeated the small living room. My 2 brothers broke up and they were nearly killing themselves to keep from laughing, but they weren't very successful. My dad reached over and clobbered one of them, but it didn't help. Everyone, even the conductor, was trembling, they were needing to let it out so bad. Two or three people covered their laughing with a coughing fit, but it was pretty obvious what they were doing.
And there I was, all alone on a high wire.
I gritted my teeth and made it as quick as I could and willed myself not to laugh, and, somehow, I got through it without breaking down. Even my dad said he didn't know how I did it.
Well, that's about the best prayer story I've got.........
David
a ms in my old hall asked jah to bless our boys in the gulf