as you may know, i will laugh at you if you confuse:.
hear and here.
too and to.. i will also, laugh at syntax errors.
My hubby's Turkish and his English spelling is terrible. He picks spoken language up parrot-like though and I have had loads of laughs over the years at the things he suddenly says totally inappropriately.
Once he decided to put a new greeting on our answering machine and I called home from work to hear him say after introducing himself 'so if you want massage please speak now'. Well I did put in an order but I'm still waiting lol
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the question is not that important.
a better question is "is there a known god?
i don't care.
Well Kent
I didn't find your question at all offensive. What you said made sense to me.
Personally I prefer to believe in God and I think all mankind have an in-built spiritual need that was put there for a reason. Natives in distant parts of the globe worship the sun or stars or a carved pole because they recognise an urge to thank, pray to and give reverence to something. They didn't find God in a book of rules. Teach them to be good christians and they go to war with a neighbouring tribe who happened to be discovered by a moslem.
Religion is just another excuse for starting a fight.
Somehow we have lost our true connection with God and the key in my opinion is simplicity. Strip away the hype and the culture of 'my God's bigger than your God' and just try and find a way back to him out of your own heart and spiritual instinct.
We should all care. But it is our choice whether we believe or not.
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any one here get that sinking feeling when you were an active jw?
i'm not talking about the point where we developed doubts about the borg, but just the shear weight of responsibility on your shoulders to uphold "god's kingdom" ala wts.. the topic of doing all you can was brought up frequently.
some would try to sooth by saying "as long as you're doing your best, jehovah will accept you.
One thing I absolutely hated was the cross-questioning you got off everybody after you missed a meeting. Sometimes you got phone-calls. They couldn't even wait till the next meeting.
I used to get so defensive.I objected to answering to all and sundry for what essentially was between me and Jehovah.
Only illness was an acceptable reason.
Our congregation had it's public talk etc Sunday afternoons. That meant you could never go away all through the summer. Even on proper holidays you were expected to seek out the KH. For crying out loud we once attended a meeting in Spain that we couldn't understand one word of!
Sometimes I wish I could go back just to stand up for myself and show them how much unnecessary stress they give people.
Then again maybe not...
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here's your chance to complement a poster whose posts make you think, make you mad, make you laugh, make you cry.
i usually find something that i dig in everybody's post around these parts.
but i'll single out some peeps in particular.
Hey is this like when teams are being picked for sport and you're the last one to be picked?
LOL
As for naming names I think I'm still too new to do that. I like diversity so I read almost everything I have time to. I have been moved to tears and wept with joy. I've laughed the roof off and blown my top!! Most of all I have found great info and had the experience of discussing it and hearing a range of opinions that in some cases has actually altered mine
So I thank everyone for doing what they do and for their support when I have ventured into the posters arena. Hope I haven't offended anyone as I know I got a bit crude last time ( and I STILL keep remembering embarrassing incidents! I must hold the world record)
Thanks Simon for your hard work.
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i posted this in response to patio's thread called jw kids, but thought i'd post it here for any who hadn't read that thread.. i'd like to share an experience that i haven't shared so far (don't worry there's lots more, lol!).
when i was 24, i decided that the young people had no one to hang out with.
i decided to host a rollerskating party at the rollerskating rink in my hometown.
LDH
I must get a scanner!!!I love researching on the WT cd-rom and would've posted the article for you.
I wish we had someone like you when I was a Witness youth. We sometimes had small gatherings but something on a larger scale would've been excellent for making new friends. It makes a difference meeting people in their casuals and acting like everyday peeps instead of stuffed shirts.
There were a lot of do's and don'ts. We used to travel to a nearish city to iceskate and meet up with Witnesses from all over. That dried up but I dunno if it was dissapproved. Too long ago to remember (I'm so old!)
For years the highlight of our social calendar was barn dancing where many romances blossomed. Also bowling was another ok activity.
Of course these were a bit boring really which lead to some of us having rather wild parties when we lived in flats.
This is diversing from kiddies activities but I was wondering if all those endless restrictions and rules and no-nos drove us to being a bit over the top later.
Even JW's have to live their lives! Working on the PLEASURE/PAIN principle they should be having a hell of a lot of fun lol.
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i'm here to confess.
i've been lurking for some time now.
i have allot of mixed feelings mostly feelings of loss.
Hi NoIdea
One brilliant thing about this forum is you can get stuff off your chest ( anger, pain, sadness,) and others are on your wavelenth. You can also have fun and joke around to lighten the mood.
Loads of information as well and experiences to learn from.
The important thing is although they may condemn the JW organisation, the so-called apostates in here would never condemn YOU as a person in or out.
Unfortunately only your fellow JW's do that.
Welcome to the confession box.
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it seems like to me the majority of people who are in the truth, are were in the truth was a result of either a family member are a friend witnessing to them and not many seem to have been found in the door to door work.. from my years of associating with the borg i cannot recall many coming in the truth from the door to door work.. how were you sucked in?
for me it was my aunt who has now even though i am not disfellowshipped decided to write me out of her will to the tune of about $150,000.00 (maybe i should hang around a couple more years)dont think i will.. please respond .
thanks.
Through my mum when I was 7.
Dunno if she can be truly called a door-to-door case as she had been witnessed to by her cousins.
No idea how THEY got it originally.
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ok, now i reveal the truth about sue.
1/ i am a woman.. 2/ i am german.
3/ i am disfellowshipped.
Just wondered.
Thanks for clearing it up.
Forgive me for getting confused over identities.
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just so certain ladies do not feel alone in cringedom i will confess my red-cheekers !.
i was a well-developed 15 yr old getting too volupteous for my school uniform ( ok too fat then) and the zip had bust on my only school skirt.
my mum replaced it using an old zip from another garment which happened to be quite a bit longer than a normal skirt zip.an unmarried brother came to visit one morning and was sat in our living room having a cuppa while i was frantically getting ready for school.
Can I change my name cos it's terrible having so many embarrasing moments? I think I have had more than my fair share!
This isn't mine but it tickles me.
It happened to the non-witness dad of my friend years ago.
He was cycling along a quiet country road and after sometime felt gaseous gurglings. So as he rode along he stood tall on his pedals, thrust out his bottom and let out a very long loud trump. Just at that second a lady overtook him on her bike !!
Sorry about this but on the subject of periods...
I remember mine were horrible and started in the middle of a meeting at so young an age I blubbered cos I thought something was seriously wrong when I went to the loo to find blood! I recall being at school in an Art lesson when out of nowhere my period arrived in major style. I stood up and there was a huge stain on my school skirt. I ran for the door but not before one of the lads had shouted "What's that red all over your skirt?". Quick as a flash I told him I'd knocked a pot of paint over me (liar...but thank God it was Art hehe)I had to tie the sleeves of my cardie round my waist and run home.
And on a slightly less yukky theme (honest I am not obsessed with toilets,condoms and boobs) I embarrased myself at school in a very different way.
Being a JW and a bit brainy in Junior school I suppose I was perceived as responsible and trustworthy. I was only about 12 when I became involved with helping younger students with reading which I thought was great cos I was taken out of lessons to do it so it felt like skiving.
One particular afternoon I was sat in the cloakroom area holding my little reading class outside a classroom when the teacher came out and told me to go into the class and keep an eye on them while he popped somewhere for a few minutes.
So I felt rather important and told them to read their books etc. Of course the second that the teacher was out of earshot the little sods started chattering away and I panicked as I took my assignment very seriously. So I fretted a bit yelling at them to shut up blah blah blah but this one cheeky little kid in particular started winding me up real bad. Up to that moment I don't think I was aware I had a temper but something snapped when he called me FATTY! A few moments later the teacher burst into the classroom to the sight of me holding the boy by his hair in a vicious grip and repeatedly banging his head on the wooden desk!!
Needless to say I lost my teaching assignment and to add to the humiliation was sent before the HeadMaster for a severe ticking off which for a known GoodyGoody was talk of the school.
Somehow I never felt attracted to Teaching as a career when I was older.lol.
That is DEF the last. I am becoming obsessed. Everytime I remember another one I shake my head cos I can't believe the things that happen to me.
Oh to be sophisticated...even for half an hour please!
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ok, now i reveal the truth about sue.
1/ i am a woman.. 2/ i am german.
3/ i am disfellowshipped.
Sue
Just wondered how a German could define themselves as having English or was it British sarcasm?
??
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