Thank you, cultBgone, and welcome to the forum!
I appreciate your concern, but, for the most part, I have detached from the pain . . . for the most part. . . .
Have a great weekend, you and yours!
CoCo
i am captive in both heart and body, .
walled in by mahogany panels and .
useless fears of too long standing.
Thank you, cultBgone, and welcome to the forum!
I appreciate your concern, but, for the most part, I have detached from the pain . . . for the most part. . . .
Have a great weekend, you and yours!
CoCo
i am captive in both heart and body, .
walled in by mahogany panels and .
useless fears of too long standing.
Thanks, Nancy!!!
I just need look out my window!
CoCo
i am captive in both heart and body, .
walled in by mahogany panels and .
useless fears of too long standing.
What is this wall like brick and mortar that separates
your proud heart from mine contrite and broken?
At one time -- I recall so very well -- your soul
and spirit were joined in joy to mine.
You are near me -- how clearly I see you --
yet your eyes are miles away . . .
So, too, your wandering heart that
has left mine destroyed. . . .
Two thoughts . . .
1) In line with George Takei's words (posted by jgnat):
No man is an island,
Entire of itself,
Every man is a piece of the continent,
A part of the main.
If a clod be washed away by the sea,
Europe is the less.
As well as if a promontory were.
As well as if a manor of thy friend's
Or of thine own were:
Any man's death diminishes me,
Because I am involved in mankind,
And therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls;
It tolls for thee.
John Donne
2) When I saw the names "Fred" and "Phelps," I felt a familiarity and thought of the twins Oliver and James Phelps, known as George and Fred Weasley of Harry Potter fame, hence "Fred Phelps."
CoCo
does anyone remember when the arrangement changed from having 1 congregation servant to the body of elders arrangement.. i have been out of the religion for so long i am getting a little rusty on the changes that happened.
i am writing down my memoirs and right now i am recounting my teenage years as the daughter of a congregation servant.
there was a big change in our family life when i was 15 because of the change in the arrangement.
I also remember they used to "rotate" positions every year, so P.O for one year, TMS the next WT conductor the next, and so on. This was disastrous, as guys who were not qualified in any way for the job found themselves in it, and the whole Congregation had to suffer agonies for a year at least.
Can you not see the hand of the Holy Spirit in this monumental cock-up ?
That's when I quit, Phizzy.
I was the school overseer, whose piece-of-cake responsibilty was to review AID book material after each talk (we gave no public counsel) and later became field service overseer because I was a field service-aholic. I knew that I definitely could not lead the congregation as a whole.
CC
i just finished reading terry walstroms new book i wept by the rivers of babylon, and i just had to say that i thoroughly enjoyed it!
i just purchased the kindle version from amazon about a week ago and found it quite hard to put it down.
(heres the direct link: http://www.amazon.com/wept-rivers-babylon-prisoner-conscience/dp/1492902063/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=utf8&qid=1394547792&sr=1-1&keywords=i%20wept%20by%20the%20rivers%20of%20babylon&tag=vglnk-c1113-20.).
"Never underestimate the power of a small group of committed people to change the world. In fact, it is the only thing that ever has."
Margaret Mead
Or, 'one committed man.'
KUDOS, TERRY!
CC
does anyone remember when the arrangement changed from having 1 congregation servant to the body of elders arrangement.. i have been out of the religion for so long i am getting a little rusty on the changes that happened.
i am writing down my memoirs and right now i am recounting my teenage years as the daughter of a congregation servant.
there was a big change in our family life when i was 15 because of the change in the arrangement.
Greetings, Deceived:
I was at the Gilead graduation in the spring of 1972. Brother Knorr said 'we are going to try the new arrangement (elder) here at Bethel to see if it works.' Not verbatim, but I do recall specifically 'to see if it works.' It was a very rough start, what with much fighting and recriminations as to who did and did not qualify, so I heard.
It began in the congregations in the fall of '72.
CoCo
i am captive in both heart and body, .
walled in by mahogany panels and .
useless fears of too long standing.
An open door beckons, urging escape from my prison.
I stand at the threshold of promised freedom yet
cannot cross my mind's blockade.
I see Spring's newly-leafed oaks, their canopy
glistening and swaying,
The forsythia and flowering quince all
abloom, but
Here I shall remain in my chosen
prison and
Dream of what I love yet fain
can own.
dawn comes creeping upward, straddling with all her .
tendrils the dark mountain so terribly near my sweet .
but now quaking refuge of wood and stone and glass.. .
To my dear friends: clarity; rip; snowbird; humbled; Kate:
I appreciate your posts and heartfelt comments.
Yes, rip, bad things do happen in the woods, whether symbolic or literal. Likewise, humbled, you are not crazy, unless both you and the writer are cuckoo. Your sentiments are in concert with what I have written. We are all overshadowed, but our light shall out.
Our to you, dear Kate. We all feel that inconsolable loss.
Love,
CoCo
dawn comes creeping upward, straddling with all her .
tendrils the dark mountain so terribly near my sweet .
but now quaking refuge of wood and stone and glass.. .
Dawn comes creeping upward, straddling with all her
tendrils the dark mountain so terribly near my sweet
but now quaking refuge of wood and stone and glass.
I peer through the panes that give onto a landscape of
horror that to some is pristine but to me is a reminder
that he was swallowed up by a wood black and cruel.
He calls out faintly, begging I rescue him from the jail
holding him fast against all escape, but who am I but
a grieving parent who searches for a son forever lost.