Thanks CBD
I will keep those tips in mind lol, I may need them one day!
Trev
since the news is finally out about the upcoming wedding, anyone got any words of advice for the soon-to-be newly weds??.
i just hope one day i can find a man-servant, too, as good as trev is!
!.
Thanks CBD
I will keep those tips in mind lol, I may need them one day!
Trev
i don't know about others here, but i couldn't care less about privileges.. i had a couple of privileges, but i really didn't want to get too deep in the org and get too many privileges.
i didn't want to get tied down with that, and have to leave 30 minutes later every meeting, or have to spend an extra hour or two preparing for something.. .
all that counted for me as a dub was "paradise" and "eternal life" .
If that's what they really were, and I had my doubts, then I had quite a few:
Then, as a ministerial servant:
Did I want them? at the time, yes
Do I miss them now? Not at all
this is my 1000th post, (light sabre required now), and as i've never told my story on this forum i though i'd do it now.
as some of you may be aware, i write poetry, and some even think i'm talented, so i decided to write it down in verse.
it's very much a work in progress, i haven't finished it yet, but here's part one:.
I don't know if anyone is still reading this epic, but if you are, you will surely be relieved to know that this is the 5th, and final. part.
November 1999- July 2005 - Fading and Disassociation
So began the battle to leave my past behind
For though I'd freed my body, I had not freed my mind
I no longer believed in anything I'd learned
But the years of indoctrination robbed me of the peace I yearned
The bonds could not be broken quickly, however hard I tried
So the total freedom I sought continued to be denied
The brothers tried to draw me back, but I knew I could not go
Back to their deceptive teachings which had once hurt me so
As the years passed by though, I began to heal
The longer since I'd walked away, the better I would feel
The elders bid to win me back finally became nought
So now I could enjoy the peace which I'd for so long sought
That I knew I had at last obtained, for now I'd freed my mind
From all the lies and deceit, I'd left it long behind
And although my freedom had a price, as most of the friends I'd made
Began to turn their back on me, it was a price I gladly paid
For many years I lived my life, no one visited me
Till that fateful day, July 2005, when the elders came to see
How I now felt about the truth, as I'd been so long away
And if I ever wished to return, I could that very day
But the watchtower yoke was broken, and I never would again
Return to the lies and falsehoods that had once caused me such pain
So I made my decision to bring things to an end
I would finally quit the watchtower, a letter I would send
My letter was soon acknowledged, and an announcement made
I was no longer a Jehovah's Witness, all my dues were paid
Now all the brothers shunned me, but to me that was no cost
For I had gained a much greater prize than anything I'd lost
All the watchtower teachings had been laid bare as lies
They had fooled me with them once, they would never do it twice
I know I won't live forever, but I really don't give a damn
For I have survived Jehovah's Witnesses, what a lucky man I am!
The End
Well that's my story. I hope you all get as much pleasure from reading it as I did from writing it. Once again, thankyou for reading
dedpoet
this is my 1000th post, (light sabre required now), and as i've never told my story on this forum i though i'd do it now.
as some of you may be aware, i write poetry, and some even think i'm talented, so i decided to write it down in verse.
it's very much a work in progress, i haven't finished it yet, but here's part one:.
Here's part five, how I found out the truth about the lie
September 1995-November 1999 - Cetainty, Doubt, Disillusionment, and Departure
The next few years that followed were so very good for me
I was so certain of my future, for the truth had set me free
I drew closer to Jehovah, received blessings from above
Nothing would ever be able to separate me from his love
I was sure of my salvation, working side by side
With all my brothers and sisters, all of us so full of pride
That out of all the worlds' billions, we were among the few
To be chosen by Jehovah for his work to do
For this generation would by no means pass away
Before our God Jehovah would bring about his great day
Which was getting closer, and would not be delayed
Then would come the paradise for which I constantly prayed
Even when new light shone forth from the faithful slave
I had no cause for doubt, for the promises they gave
Would surely be fulfilled in a few short years
And wipe away all my tears
But as the years rolled by I began to feel
That all I had believed in may not be for real
My life was in turmoil as doubts began to grow
Is this really the truth? I no longer know
I still loved Jehovah, but my doubts were now real
And I couldn't tell my brothers of how I was beginning to feel
So I began to study as I never had before
But everything I read seemed to make me doubt even more
Crisis of Conscience, that was the book
At which Witnesses of Jehovah must never even look
But as I read through it, it opened up my eyes
And I knew what I'd believed was not truth, but lies
I didn't want to leave Jehovah, but knew that soon I must
As each of the so-called promises had now turned into dust
So in November 1999 at long last dawned the day
That from the organisation I would finally walk away
My brothers and my sisters all thought that I was rash
But I knew the watchtower teachings were nothing more than trash
The elders tried to help me, but by now it was too late
All my love for the watchtower had now turned to hate
Leaving was not easy, but I knew the decision I had made
Was the only thing I could do, despite the price I paid
I sufferred times of deep despair, and shed so many tears
At the bitter memories of all those wasted years.
I will put the next part up shortly, once again thanks for bearing with me on this, as it is a little long.
dedpoet
this is my 1000th post, (light sabre required now), and as i've never told my story on this forum i though i'd do it now.
as some of you may be aware, i write poetry, and some even think i'm talented, so i decided to write it down in verse.
it's very much a work in progress, i haven't finished it yet, but here's part one:.
Here's the third, and last, part for tonight. I could probably write more, the creative juices are flowing tonight,but it's almost midnight here in the UK, and I need to sleep at some point.
August 1992 -September 1995-So many privileges!
On the day of my baptism, my heart was full of joy
I knew that my happiness nothing could destroy
I was so zealous in service that in just over a year
I had signed up to be a regular pioneer
My waking hours were spent thinking of ways
Of how I could give Jehovah more praise
For rescuing me from my slavery to sin
And giving me so much happiness within
My worldly friends had all drifted away
But for their salvation I would fervently pray
For I wanted so much to make them aware
Of the truth I'd found, so they could share
In the wonderful promises that I had found
Of the joyful times that were soon to abound
For all those who would be Jehovah's friend
When he brought this wicked world to an end
In a few short years in the truth I began
To show that I was a real company man
As I continued to progress day after day
Many privileges of service soon came my way
By 1995, the elders were asking me to
Be a Ministerial Servant, my appointment came through
So now I was truly on my way
And I would serve Jehovah every day
For the rest of my life, as I knew I should
Give him the very best that I could
Oh how little I knew of what was really behind
The religion that had taken my heart and my mind
For by now their control of my life was complete
It would be four more years till I saw through their deceit
I hope you're not finding this too boring, I'm enjoying writing it, being a poet of sorts. Once again, thanks for reading, and goodnight for now. I hope to finish the rest of this tomorrow.
dedpoet
this is my 1000th post, (light sabre required now), and as i've never told my story on this forum i though i'd do it now.
as some of you may be aware, i write poetry, and some even think i'm talented, so i decided to write it down in verse.
it's very much a work in progress, i haven't finished it yet, but here's part one:.
Here's the next part
September 1991 - July 1992, Conversion, Dedication and Baptism
I bought the book they told me to read
To learn all of everything I'd ever need
You Can Live Forever on a Paradise Earth
That was the book, I never doubted its' worth
For I knew I had so much to learn
If my place in paradise I was to earn
I knew it was the truth, I was on fire
To serve Jehovah was my one desire
My friends were driven to despair
They said I was brainwashed, but I didn't care
For I knew if I made Jehovah my friend
Then my life would never end
So I joined the ministry, and the school
My friends insisted I was a fool
But I knew that if they would only listen to me
Then the truth I'd found would set them free
My worldly friends soon left me alone
As I gradually made the truth my own
It wasn't long till I asked if I could
Join Jehovah's worldwide brotherhood
Soon my baptism date I knew
It was July 25th 1992
I could barely wait for that day to arrive
I knew it would be the day I'd truly come alive
As I stepped into the pool that day
Little did I know I was throwing my life away
For on that day I really knew
I was doing what God wanted me to do
I had no inkling way back then
It wasn't God I was serving, but merely men
Part 3 will follow later, thanks for reading
dedpoet
this is my 1000th post, (light sabre required now), and as i've never told my story on this forum i though i'd do it now.
as some of you may be aware, i write poetry, and some even think i'm talented, so i decided to write it down in verse.
it's very much a work in progress, i haven't finished it yet, but here's part one:.
This is my 1000th post, (light sabre required now), and as I've never told my story on this forum I though I'd do it now. As some of you may be aware, I write poetry, and some even think I'm talented, so I decided to write it down in verse. It's very much a work in progress, I haven't finished it yet, but here's part one:
August 1991 - the lure
Saturday morning, I answer the door
To two guys I've never seen before
But they are so happy to meet me, they say
And isn't it a beautiful day
I invite them in, offer them tea
I ask what they're selling, they tell me it's free
They open their Bibles, read a scripture or two
And ask me for my point of view
I hadn't read the Bible for many a day
So I couldn't think of what to say
They said they would be willing to help me learn
And asked me if they could return
Being curious, I readily agreed
So they left me with a tract to read
I read the tract, the ideas seemed strange
It said the earth would undergo a change
And soon all wars and crime would cease
So everyone could live in peace
How this would happen wasn't clear
But I must admit, I was intrigued by the idea
So I eagerly awaited their return
For by then I was oh so anxious to learn
Whether there would be a place for me
When this wonderful future came to be
They assured me that I could be there
If I was just willing to let them share
All the knowledge they had gained
Of how this paradise could be obtained
They told me all would soon be clear
If my desire to learn was sincere
But I needed to worship with them, they said
For only at their Hall could I be spiritually fed
With all that I would ever need
So without much hesitation I agreed
And went along to meet with them
At their Kingdom Hall on Sunday, at 2pm
Most of what happened I didn't understand
But the welcome they gave me seemed so grand
I accepted a study, the time was booked
I was on my way to being hooked
By a cult that would soon hold sway
Over my heart and mind for many a day
More to follow soon
dedpoet
tijkmo asked me to listen to his song liars and fools .
liars and fools by ian gill + motherremix.
liars and fools by ian gill + openremix.
Thankyou +, Tjkmo and Merry, a collaboration made in heaven!!
I look forward to more.
Excellent Terry, I did enjoy it
Thankyou for sharing
there were other people who either killed themselfs or tried to kill themselfs while they were at "the house of god.
one person who did kill himself was richard wheelock, press room overseer ......he jumped out of a window at the watchtower farm one day.......it seemed, he was never quite the same after his wife "willy" died..she seemed to be the only one that he could relate to.......which would make sence.....because he sure couldn't relate to any of us in the press room..........he would come over to our press and say "here is the work... get in out".......then just walk away.......he was not the type of person you would really want to talk to anyway......but wouldn't it be nice if just now and then, like every year or two, they might ask you how you were doing?.........you laugh.......but its true......i asked a friend of mind who was the press operator of press # 6 which at the time was one of the three biggest presses at bethel.
he had been in the press room for 4 full years.
Well new boy,
I guess all good things have to come to an end, and I have enjoyed reading
your experiences, so thankyou very much. All would-be bethelites should
read your stories, they would probably have second thoughts about signing
up.