"Anyone can man the wheel when the sea is calm".
It's not calm now, and it's not going to be easy, just do it...and you can!
omg, dad's been calling all day and i've been hiding.
hubby's finally called him to tell him we don't want to talk about it.
after hubby had been on the phone with him for almost an hour (he was on the phone outside while i was inside cooking), i hear my dad's voice!
"Anyone can man the wheel when the sea is calm".
It's not calm now, and it's not going to be easy, just do it...and you can!
i love this quote and often find myself using it on the kids and my dog.
it is from cats and dogs and james earl jones doing the voice over.
"not for you young puppy, for you the war is over".
"Ever get lonesome?
For what?
Woman.
Full-time night woman?.....I packed me a squaw for ten years, pilgrim....Cheyenne she whah....meanest bitch that ever balled for beads.....I lodged-poled her in Deadwood Creek, and traded her for a Hawken gun!
But don't get me wrong, I loves the women I surely do. But I swear.....a women's breast...is the hardest rock that the almighty ever made...and I can find no sign on it".
Anybody know?? GYMBB
not a witness but have them as neighbors.
i have been studying watchtower publications for years and have spent lots of time in discussion with witnesses in hopes of having them read the bible without watchtower glasses on.
i will be going to a jw wedding soon and am wondering, since i'm not a witness, what to expect.
Just my 2 cents....
When they learn you're not a jw they will try their best to get you to the meetings...."hey, you should come back here tomarrow morning to the meeting, you will love it!"....you can expect stuff like that. They will all seem soooo nice.
They got you to the kingdom hall once for a wedding....you do know that they are trying to recruit you, right?
I'm up by Fresno, does that count? GYMBB
the the worst thing, someone could call you at bethel, was a "jack".............. as in " that guy is a real jack, he doesn't work at all".
the other term not used very much anymore, was "pot licker" used basically the same way.there has been some bad things done at bethel.
you name it, someone has done it...........but the absolute worst possible thing, a bethelite could do is be a theft!
We had some thefts when I was there back in the 70's too. Some Gilead grad got about $700 taken from her room after graduation and she was still at bethel waiting to get her visa when it happened.
The GB gave a very strict talk at the breakfast table the next morning, and later that afternoon some guys came around the factory taking up a collection for the gilead graduate.....rumor was, she ended up getting a couple thousand $$!
They caught the guy. He sat right across from me at my table, and sent him packing back home to Texas. GYMBOB
people would ask me "how long do you plan on staying at bethel" i would say "forever!.....or 4 years which ever comes first" .
besides the about 48 hours you worked there a week, you would have other duties too.
there was dish duties.
Confusa~
I saw my ex-wife (SPIT!) today as a matter of fact....first time in months. She's a diehard dub.
people would ask me "how long do you plan on staying at bethel" i would say "forever!.....or 4 years which ever comes first" .
besides the about 48 hours you worked there a week, you would have other duties too.
there was dish duties.
New boy(Keith)~
Hey I forgot about the watchman duties!
I knew one guy who would breeze threw his watchman assignment on rollerblades, until he got caught!
I remember one night I was walking along about 2am on a watchman assignment in the basement of the old Squibb bldg. There's about 2 inches of water on the floor, dripping from the ceiling. It's real quiet and dark as hell. All of a sudden I hear this ruffling-blowing sound right behind me....scared the living S**T out of me! It seems the home crew had made a display of manaquines (SP?) on a scaffold to show the bethel tours how they wash windows in NYC, and it ended up in the basement with a really thin clear plastic cover over it. When I walked past it, the slight breeze blew the cover away and there I was, looking at these figures with their arms up right behind me! GYMBB
when i was 17 i got pregnant (omg)!!!
i was in a meeting with 3 elders from my nj cong.
and the questions they asked:.
Freefromjws~
Welcome to the board!
SeanGuy~
You're a moron!
i 'm sorry all of this is not in order.............i'm writing as all this comes back to me.. my first room assignment was room 33 in the 129 building....it was and old building, built around the turn of the century,...the society owned it but it had worldly people in to.......i'm not sure why but maybe there was a law that provented them from being kicked out or something.
it was a 2 bedroom, 1 bath apartment (about 1000 sq.
ft.) there were 7 of us in there, all new boys ( less then one year there).
New boy(Keith)~
Your stories are cracking me up man! I remember the subway freaks...and the hookers!
The first month I was there, a guy who lived down the hall from me got mugged right in front of the 124 bldg. in broad daylight!
When I was getting ready to leave bethel back in 79', they stuck me with a roommate who just arrived to bethel from Iowa. The poor guy, his first night there he cried all night....I will never forget that. GYMBOB
several years ago, approx 1995, i was a newbie elder - age 29 and was just doing the "yes man" duties around the hall.
there was the overbearing po who was the "king" of the congo and whatever he said was gospel... if he didn't like you - you were history... needless to say - i kissed his butt and moved up the ladder quite easily.
we had another newbie elder - in his late 40's - and he was a smart man.
Confusa~
It all happened about 4-5 years ago and I was in the process of trying to fade away from the borg, so I never found out what happened to the girl. My family refused to talk about it, probably because they didn't agree with the whole thing but didn't want to make trouble.
My nephew and I now keep in touch, he is in the US Marines, stationed in Iraq. I'm very proud of him. The rest of my family (all witlesses) think we are crazy for leaving the "Truth".