Junior High level was being very generous.
Welcome to the forum, Yammerhammer!
i thought they were doing away with it.
at least that was what i heard, but it is still around with fresh new articles, so what the deal anyone know?
Junior High level was being very generous.
Welcome to the forum, Yammerhammer!
well, things are getting ugly around here!!
just got a call from my best friend, who her and her husband have been fading for some time.
apparently her husband arived at work (he owns his own business) only to be dropped in on by a relative "elder"!
I think it's the same with my parents, like Gary Buss said, they just WANT to be Dubs. They aren't too stupid to have noticed things that smell like a rat, but they are old now. What purpose would they have in their day, if not to do Witless things? Who would be their friends if they stopped? They've gone to the Hall almost all their lives, and they really don't want to know any better.
When people get really old, I think it's just kinder, in some cases to let them have their fantasy and be content with it. Their lives are almost over and they can die happy.
For younger people, we have to try to save them from wasting away their lives away, if they can be reached.
okay, i feel a bit smug.
i posted a few days ago how it was our 20th wedding anniversary this week (wednesday actually).
well tomorrow i take my lovely, gorgeous, delicious wife away for the weekend to a fabulous hotel in the english cotswolds.
That's a very pretty place! I am jealous! Enjoy!
ok, i was reading the "worst bookstudy book" thread, and it got me thinking about the worst book study groups i went to.
once, my dad was study conductor and the study was held in an elderly sister's home.
there was antique furniture and doilies on the tables.
Oddly, the study was moved from that house back to the Hall...
Not long after, a black sister from the Hall was reproved and it went around that she and this son, who she worked with, had "engaged in immorality!" I always wondered what exactly those two saw in each other...
so, i received an automatic email this morning from a jw dating site i had put a profile on while i was still in.lol i was about to delete it...but then curiosity got a hold of me.
(they even gave me back to password i had completly forgot.
)lol so i logged on, checked out my profile...was very surprised that no where did i mention the name jehovah (like everyone did).
"I am 46 years old and still live with my Mummsy. I am still kind of normal. I had a little problem with spank my monkey, and the elders told me to stop that! Perhaps if I find the right girl, obedient and submissive, I can tell her to do it for me, then I can tell elders I don't do it any more!" Hahahaha!
it's not terribly impressive, but given the small size of this town and the small number of pubs at the kh, this might be relatively huge.. i just emailed this to the newspaper editor today:i gave blood tuesday, april 4th for the first time.
somewhere, someone's life might be saved by my donation.
i work at **** hospital*** and have seen blood used to bring color to someone's granny's cheeks, to help a new mom recover from a difficult childbirth and to give a young man with cancer a higher count so that he can receive chemotherapy and continue his fight.
Well written and could save more lives than a million Wacktowers, lol!
myself being a very observant person have on many occasions witnessed witnesses behaving badly in public places.
for instance, i was in an auto parts store recently, unbeknownst to a jw(elder) who happened to walk in, lines were long and this @#@hole demanded to be served immediately, yelling, cutting in front of everyone else, belittling the clerks like they were nobody (typical jw).
i felt like telling him to calm down and show some "fruitages of the spirit", but i just watched his rant and thought to myself how bad these jerks act when they think no one is around.
We had a mail carrier working at our Station who would yell and curse at the customers on his mail route. If somebody came outside while he was delivering to the neighborhood boxes at the apartment complex and spoke to him, he would slam the door shut on the NDCBU and drive off. He did this just to make the people wait to get their mail, and they would call in on him all the time.
Another time, this elder kissed a female customer on his route and tried to pull her into his truck. She called the police and he got in trouble at work. He said he was just trying to comfort her.
He finally got in very serious trouble at work and was forced to retire. He told the congregation he retired to take care of his ailing wife, and they thought he was such a wonderful husband.
i have never yet missed the memorial.
i've been considered "inactive" for years, and so has my husband.
about the only thing we attend is the memorial (and that's because of family).
Well, darn it! You thought it was getting to be about that time of year, but nobody called you this time, and now, you've missed out! Oh well... had you only known it was on the 12th!
ok, i was reading the "worst bookstudy book" thread, and it got me thinking about the worst book study groups i went to.
once, my dad was study conductor and the study was held in an elderly sister's home.
there was antique furniture and doilies on the tables.
Ever get in a group that couldn't read, and the conductor made everybody take their turn reading a paragraph? Listening to the poor soul laboriously sweating and struggling to mangle the words and get done was painful. One guy said, "When our Lord was bored by the Virgin Mary..." meaning, born by Mary! We were in stitches, couldn't help it!
ok, i was reading the "worst bookstudy book" thread, and it got me thinking about the worst book study groups i went to.
once, my dad was study conductor and the study was held in an elderly sister's home.
there was antique furniture and doilies on the tables.
OK, I was reading the "worst bookstudy book" thread, and it got me thinking about the worst book study groups I went to. Once, my dad was study conductor and the study was held in an elderly sister's home. There was antique furniture and doilies on the tables. She seldom participated, Seemed like she felt opening her home was plenty. So, no comments from her! A single mom with three kids came too. The kids were sullen and wouldn't answer. I was sullen too, and wouldn't answer, ha! Poor dad, usually it fell to mom to rescue him. It was very awkward, and uncomfortable!
Another time, a family had the study in their tiny home. The kids all had the stomach flu, and were running to the bathroom just off the study group's sitting area. Loud flushing, running back to bedroom, repeat many times. Good night to have the study at the Hall, but no!
Anybody else have "fond" memories of their groups?