What my friend photographed while we were viewing the Pacific Ocean:
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You'll Never Forget Fata Morgana!
by compound complex inwhat my friend photographed while we were viewing the pacific ocean:.
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Witnesses vying for "who has the biggest trials to cope with"
by stuckinarut2 init struck me that witnesses have mastered the art of revelling in "trials and problems" that require "enduring".
of course, the persecution complex, and the paranoia about these "wicked last days" no doubt contributes to this.. if one witness has some health issue, or if another has a family drama, they seem to revel in sharing these stories amongst their witness friends...almost in an attempt to elicit sympathy.. has anyone else noticed this?.
most normal people though outside of the org, simply recognise that life has its ups and downs, and need to be dealt with..
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There's a Scripture (I'm too lazy to look it up) that states all those desiring to live in godly devotion with Christ will be persecuted. It's part of the package.
Frankly, I became sick to death of hearing "Satan this and Satan that" in almost every JW conversation, as ToesUp intimated.
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Funniest or strangest thing to happen to you when knocking on a door
by usualusername1 inwhat is the funniest or strangest thing to happen to you or your partner when knocking on doors?.
mine was seeing a greenhouse with mannequins inside.
scary...paul.
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A female dog in heat following a pretty young sister and me from door to door. Finally, a door opens and I give my presentation while a male dog, who catches up to the three of us, . . .
The sister runs off hysterical while I politely excuse myself.
Oh, it was back in the '60s. Wish I could remember the HH's reaction.
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I used to be hungry.
by compound complex inwell, my friends, i have to admit i am now well fed, often because of generous friends and clients, who open up their homes -- and kitchens!
below is my true reminiscence of being a poor child who really only got filled up at nana's.
grandpa had a good job and food was in ample supply.. .
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Your posts are appreciated, stillin and LV101!
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I used to be hungry.
by compound complex inwell, my friends, i have to admit i am now well fed, often because of generous friends and clients, who open up their homes -- and kitchens!
below is my true reminiscence of being a poor child who really only got filled up at nana's.
grandpa had a good job and food was in ample supply.. .
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Thank you so much, LV101, regarding the hierarchy of needs! The remainder of your statement about a friend and one's basic yet often unfilled needs is really excellent.
I appreciate what you've shared. I care for homes and gardens and pets for vacationing and working folk, and they always fill the larder for me. They say, "HELP YOURSELF!" and mean it.
Blessings and peace, dear friend.
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I used to be hungry.
by compound complex inwell, my friends, i have to admit i am now well fed, often because of generous friends and clients, who open up their homes -- and kitchens!
below is my true reminiscence of being a poor child who really only got filled up at nana's.
grandpa had a good job and food was in ample supply.. .
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At Nana and Gramp's post-WWII house:
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I used to be hungry.
by compound complex inwell, my friends, i have to admit i am now well fed, often because of generous friends and clients, who open up their homes -- and kitchens!
below is my true reminiscence of being a poor child who really only got filled up at nana's.
grandpa had a good job and food was in ample supply.. .
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Well, my friends, I have to admit I am now well fed, often because of generous friends and clients, who open up their homes -- AND KITCHENS! -- to me.
Below is my true reminiscence of being a poor child who really only got filled up at Nana's. Grandpa had a good job and food was in ample supply.
HUNGRY, ALWAYS HUNGRY
How I envied the rich whose homes I helped Mom clean when I was a child.
Certainly, the yellow 1953 Buick Skylark and the slightly newer, silver Cadillac Fleetwood Brougham reposing aristocratically upon the bricked drive garnered admiring glances from a boy still on two wheels. Likewise, the clean lines, impeccable finish and understated elegance of the country estate, what with its luxuriant, manicured grounds, filled my heart with a vicarious sense of belonging unknown to one sparingly nurtured on the other side of the tracks.
However appealing the trappings of the well-to-do, it was not the extraneous luxuries that I longed to possess. It was the cupboards, the walk-in pantries, the refrigerators and freezers filled to an excess that this poor and lean boy wanted to plunge into, not being compelled to exit till his hunger was once and for all sated, his belly truly full. Our household budget allowed a mere ten dollars a week for groceries for a family of five; I was, understandably, always ravenously hungry.
Years later, the larder is modestly filled with sufficient to get me by, yet when I go into the home of a friend with a food budget more ample than my own, my eyes stray to the cupboards, the walk-in pantries, the refrigerators stocked to overflowing.
At Nana and Gramp's post WWII house:
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Chapter 27 New Boy 50 years a Watchtower slave
by new boy inso you’re working about forty six hours a week at bethel.
monday night was the bethel watchtower study, tuesdays and fridays nights were your meeting nights at the kingdom hall.
that was your free time.
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Fisherman:
Yes, I wish I had gotten that pill early on because I really did want to stay.
On a different thread, I wrote that Dean Songer, my overseer, told me that Bethel comes first, congregation second. There was no way that was possible since I was in a foreign language congregation. It really was a hopeless situation.
I do believe I am older (of course!) and wiser (debatable) now and would handle my problems differently . . .
Thanks.
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Chapter 27 New Boy 50 years a Watchtower slave
by new boy inso you’re working about forty six hours a week at bethel.
monday night was the bethel watchtower study, tuesdays and fridays nights were your meeting nights at the kingdom hall.
that was your free time.
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Hey, Keith:
I was too busy with congregation and work to get a G job, but, like so many other brothers, I was overworked to the max. When I went to see Dr. D, I explained my situation. His response was that the fellow who burns the candle at both ends is not very bright.
A snappy retort, sure, but it didn't resolve my dilemma.
I left Bethel early.
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The Conquered
by compound complex inmy escape from a home beloved was of sheer and unqualified necessity.
my people and i have been overtaken by a scorpion race of alien malefactors whose intent towards us is not one of beneficent intervention, but that of utter conquest.. if it were only the mere subjugation of a weaker species, we might have acquiesced, although begrudgingly.
however, the terrifying reality enjoined upon us proved to be the conquerors' brusque insistence that their insatiable hungers be satisfied with our quailing flesh.
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The older I get the more disturbing it all seems and I have no answers. I thought for a long time there would be some explanation for our existence but nothing seems to make sense. -- Nancy Drew
Good thought re: our retreat into imaginary worlds, Nancy. I appreciate hearing your perspective, especially from one who likes sci-fi!