Great story.
During my internment as a dud I only encountered so-called apostates twice. One encounter was at a convention in NY City. The bad apostates held up signs that unfortunately I wasn?t allowed to read; my Bible Study conductor hurried me inside. The second encounter was with a young man who was a witness who left because he discovered ?GGGGGGGEEEEEEZZZZus?.
I still can?t understand how one goes about trading one form of bondage in for another, (sorry to you BA folks, I know, I know, his load is light... yada yada) but I have to admit he did indeed seem much happier with his new found faith then he every did as a dud. Yes I did in fact notice that, and now thinking back that did disturb me a little because leaving the ?truth? should have rendered him miserable, or so we were told.
Thank you Sirona for sharing that experience.
Freeman