I was the sole support of me and my children. Of course I never received any help or assistance from the Witnesses. I had only a part time job that couldn't meet my rent or expenses with my kids. One despairing year for me and my children was when we were soon to be evicted from our house and there was no food for my kids. It was Christmas time, which of course I didn't celebrate.
Christmas Eve there was a knock on my door and when I opened it, lo and behold there was a young couple with several bags of food sent by their church. Fruit, candy--wonderful things my children seldom got. They brought the bags in and said "God bless you". No sermon, no invitation to their church. Just wonderful concern over those less fortunate than themselves. I was so taken aback that after they left I cried, because I could not understand how people so kind would be condemned by the Watchtower Society when they had been the Good Samaritans--not the Witnesses. That memory stayed with me and I could never reconcile the contradiction except by thinking that someday they would be converted to JW's.