My now husband went through the questions for babtism but was turned down because his hair was too long and he sported a mustache. (lucky for him!)
Tell your story!
restrangled
my now husband went through the questions for babtism but was turned down because his hair was too long and he sported a mustache.
(lucky for him!).
tell your story!.
My now husband went through the questions for babtism but was turned down because his hair was too long and he sported a mustache. (lucky for him!)
Tell your story!
restrangled
i know this topic has been beat to death probably in here...but i was watching some of the "friends" going down my street the other day (and they categorically skip my house because satan and i are tight you know) and it reminded me so much of how much i hated going door to door and how i prayed when it was my turn to knock that nobody was home.
and we walked down those streets with our little territory cards in hand, making anywhere from meticulous to rediculous notes about the house we were just at...and moving our feet as slowly as we possibly could to maintain a forward motion at all, to eat up the time we were forced to (yes i said forced to) report every month.
field service was what you called the time you spent between when you were at mcdonalds and dunkin donuts.
One more time killer was to stop at a JW's house on the street you were working and ask if someone in the group could use their bathroom.
i know this topic has been beat to death probably in here...but i was watching some of the "friends" going down my street the other day (and they categorically skip my house because satan and i are tight you know) and it reminded me so much of how much i hated going door to door and how i prayed when it was my turn to knock that nobody was home.
and we walked down those streets with our little territory cards in hand, making anywhere from meticulous to rediculous notes about the house we were just at...and moving our feet as slowly as we possibly could to maintain a forward motion at all, to eat up the time we were forced to (yes i said forced to) report every month.
field service was what you called the time you spent between when you were at mcdonalds and dunkin donuts.
You brought back some agonizing memories! I identified with every word. It was always a relief to work in the farm areas, we sure could make a car slog in between those acres!
restrangled
i am now about to buy a new electric oven and ceramic electric hobs so if anyone has advice and tips on these devices let us know.
the oven will be bosch or siemens with triple glass on the door and of course fun assisted, that way food cooks faster and better as a crust is created quickly on the surface of food and seals in the juices, eg meats come out very succulent and tender.
also there is no need to turn food round.
I bought a Bosche electric oven/convection oven last year.
Drawbacks: I have yet to get the timing right using the convection fan on anything I've cooked.
The heating element in the bottom of the oven is actually below the unit. Not realizing this I lined the bottom of the oven with tin foil for spills and promtly had the tin foil melt to the bottom which I am still trying to get off.
What ever you do, don't by the color black. The touch pad is impossible to clean and shows every fingerprint and looks horrible all the time. You actually have to lock the keypad to keep it from continually beeping to clean it.
Good luck with your purchase.
restrangled
situation ugly.
long story short - adult children have refused contact with df'd father for a few years.
(except for the initial obligatory hate letter full of references to satan and some disgusting name calling).
What a slap in the face. I'm curious, did they keep the gift?
I have the same questions you have regarding what is considered "family business". My mom showed up at my door the other day on family business, having the nerve to ask if one of my son's wanted to do some work in her yard. Then promptly handed me a 3 page typed letter filled with scriptures to back up her reasons for shunning me. I acted like people use to at the door in service, opening it only about 3 inches, and basically saying, I'm not interested.
restrangled.
ok guys, i'm working on a 1500 word paper for my communications class and it's due in about 7 weeks.
i'm collecting information for my paper.
how do you feel about legalizing assisted suicides for people?
My father was totally bedridden and on liquid morphine and oxycodone for bone cancer. He had to have Hospice come in to let him go to the bathroom by tubes into bags because pain killers tend to stop up your intestines and apparently it gets pretty painful.
My father was a strong, powerful, extremely intelligent man. To see him waste away within 3 months was so painful it cannot be put into words.
I do know that that the people from Hospice were the most professional, understanding people I have ever met. The woman who was taking care of my father the very last day had me play my father's favorite piano piece, "Fantasy Impromptu" by Frederic Chopin, I played the piece as best as I knew how and she called me in becuase he was dieing. I held my father's hand and let him know it was ok to go, that my husband and I would take care of my mom....and he let go.
After he died I actually had to witness the nurse flushing the liquid morphine into the toilet as it is regulated by the FBI>
I do not know how to answer your question. It is too painful!
amy
dear all,.
just wanted to say hello and tell you how much i have appreciated all your postings as a "lurker"...sorry.. short history, grew up in the 70's as a 3rd generation jw, elders daughter, dad left in the 80's, df'd at 16 and the decision was reversed after 90 days.
left when i was 18. i am now 48 and have suddenly been shunned by my mother even though i have supported her emotionally all these years never critisizing the wt, listening patiently to witnessing stories etc.
You know what? I'm not looking for my mom to change her mind, and believe me she won't.
I'M just trying to deal with what I knew was coming for a very long time no matter how I supported her. I told my husband many years ago that this was coming. I just wonder what took so long? On the other hand I do know what took so long,....armageddon....it's coming this fall...once again...OK. we are now all forwarned.
AGAIN!
amy
lets discuss the origins of hell, and whether we are going there.
i don't want to...
Nobody here is going to hell, they've already lived in the WT society.
Don't forget the last pope decided hell was in the minds of the catholics, theY claimed the vatican had never said their was a real hell.(look up on line) or I will send it to you. Don't forget all the artists that were forced to paint hell, the musicians that were forced to produce music and lets not forget the spanish inquisition.
Religious history is so absolutely disgusting its hard to believe in anything.
Now who in the "hell" does this remind you of? :) RELIGIOUS LEADERS LOVE TO HIDE THEIR HISTORY.
IT IS MY PERSONAL BELEIF, THAT ALL RELIGION IS CORRUPT AND THE LEADERS GREEDY.
AND I MEAN ALL RELIGIONS INCLUDING JWS.
amy.
i was thinking about this the other day, and wondering what others felt about the district convention.
namely, what was the main thing you wanted from it?
a few i remember were these.. 1. number one every single year was that i wanted new information on when armageddon was coming and how close we were to the end.
Vacation after we left the convention and looking for cute boys through field glasses. .....and some of you were pretty damn cute! Do you remember yourselves? My cousin and I would spend hours going through the stadium, of course removed from our parent's view. You will never know who we were, but we were very pretty and fun girls at the time.
We are older now, married and have kids, but it's still fun to think back about the fishing that went on.
amy
when i was in my freshman year, they had us take a half semester of sex education and another one was drivers education.
the sex education class taught good stuff for a young teen to know, especially if they were in families who were kind of lax about teaching what needed to be know.
as an example, one girl in our class actually asked if you could get pregnant the first time and another asked if the pulling out method was as good as a condom.
Sex-ed was buried deep with in drivers ed and some social class. Because my parents were just waiting for me to get out of school and start my pioneering days they didn't check to see what was going on. So yes I had it at about age 15, but too late, I had already had sex with my boyfriend, lots of education there. Knew enough not to get pregnant etc. etc.
I can also remember the tampon thing. Really frowned upon by my mother. I was babysitting so could secretly buy them and cigarettes..(another post). What a nightmare the teenage years were as a witness.
It's really funny, in later years I worked in an office that had a Minister of another religion, and he joked about "Preachers kids" when I told him my very abreviated history he just laughed saying I was a typical preachers daughter. He said he totally lays off his own kids because he doesn't want the "Preacher Kid" reaction.
Good God, How did we all survive?
amy