Isn't it lovely to be given so many lovely complements? You must be walking on air, I seriously believe we do not give praise and admiration enough to our friends...go Lady Lee you look great!!
Chicken little
it was time for a new look.
so i have been playing around with some ideas.
when i was in winnipeg i had a hairdresser that was great.
Isn't it lovely to be given so many lovely complements? You must be walking on air, I seriously believe we do not give praise and admiration enough to our friends...go Lady Lee you look great!!
Chicken little
six months ago i had never heard about jehovah's witnesses.
i was at the chinese buffet by my self.
he came to me and asked why i was alone and how can a girl like me not have a partner.
Hello Arshia,
Welcome to the board. I am very sorry to hear of your sad story of deception on the part of your boyfriend. It seems he was very clever in using the skill he has learnt as a Jw (talking ability, charm, flattering etc) to make you feel that you were the one for him. The most hypocritical part was to bring up his religion to you and actually encourage you to investigate it when he had no intention himself to live as a witness is supposed to. This is wicked on his part...he sounds like many "brothers" I knew that were keen to lead women on but quickly dropped them when things got serious.
I hope that this experience does not scar you for too long....not all men are like him. The Jw religion produces many men that are immature and unable to have healthy relationships with women. So I sympathize, I have no real advise other than keep away from him and if you really need the money back that he owes you, then write a legal letter requesting payment by a certain date otherwise you will call a lawyer.
Hope you recover.
Kind regards
Chicken little
OOps meant to post this first.
Well I have been thinking in the aftermath of the Garrido story, about all the other times I have heard of witnesses speaking of unusual people becoming witnesses or studying. I know of two situations that were used at assemblies but sometime later turned sour. One I was involved in personally. I studied with a lady who became a Jw, she had a daughter that murdered her husband brutally with two different knives. When she was arrested she pleaded self defense and had a long list of claims of abuse against her husband. Her mother was terrified of having to testify in court, she told me her daughter had always been a liar and that she could make anyone believe her. During the time up to the court hearing the daughter was attending all the meetings and speaking of it bing in Jehovahs hands etc....I felt sick when bros and sis would say how wonderful it was she was at the meetings and making the truth her own...right!
I felt so sorry for my friend, she was in pieces at the trial. Sure enough her daughter got off with self defense. She stepped out of the court and sold her story to the tabloids and was never seen again at the KH. She even got the insurance money from her dear husband. Well you can imagine that story quickly was put on the back burner.
Number two experience, everyone was gushing over the homeless alcoholic that started to study and cleaned up his life and became a witness. Assembly experience..wonderful stuff. He then started dating a divorced sister in the congregation, not long into the relationship he started to beat her up. When she finished with him he stalked her and made her life hell. Wonderful followup experience to tell the bros and sisters?
I often felt that there was no help what so ever with difficult, mentally disturbed or psycotic type people...it was wonderful if they made it in....bad luck for you (the one helping them), if they made trouble.
In an earlier thread I mentioned the terrible strain our family came under when in London and having so many nutcases attending our bookstudy, it made me ill in the end.
tonight i went out with some witnesses for coffee.
one is an elder, and the others are pioneers, etc.
two of them had a sad story of how other elders had treated them lately, and one talked about how the elders in her hall won't give her any assignments.
I have a friend that is still a jw, I left over 2 years ago after being in over 40 years. We know each other in and out and I know all of her deep frustrations and depressions. So now it gets difficult. Before she could tell me everything about what was going on in her life because I was "in".
Now she tries bravely to make me believe she is just fine. I feel so sad when I see how unhappy she is. She has been diagnosed with various depressive ailments and trying many different medications. She has given up on this life and seems so apathetic towards everything. She attends few meetings, relying on the telephone link up....that way she can stay home where she feels happy.
When I mention how happy I am and how good life is, I sometimes feel I am rubbing her nose in it..so often I tone down my experiences for her sake. Before when negative things happened in the cong, she could vent on me..now she avoids saying anything because she maybe thinks that I will say..I told you so..Actually that is something I never do.
I know she sees so much rubbish in her way of life, but she has no other choice than to carry on as usual. Of course there is another way but it is so costly for her she just cannot contemplate it.
Sad.
we all stood under an old walnut tree, gathered around a homemade alter with a basin and jug set upon it.. a female ordained priest led the ancient ceremony of christening the child into the christian faith.
the sun broke out as we sang a hymn.
of praise.
The musician was a teacher to deaf children. There was three there who were signers...funny enough I learnt to sign when I had a bible study with a deaf girl over 25 years ago.
we all stood under an old walnut tree, gathered around a homemade alter with a basin and jug set upon it.. a female ordained priest led the ancient ceremony of christening the child into the christian faith.
the sun broke out as we sang a hymn.
of praise.
Not with the religious experience....I dont believe in God anymore. Emotion is strongly connected for me with humanity. I feel a deep connection to people of whatever creed or orientation. Love of people is my religion.
we all stood under an old walnut tree, gathered around a homemade alter with a basin and jug set upon it.. a female ordained priest led the ancient ceremony of christening the child into the christian faith.
the sun broke out as we sang a hymn.
of praise.
We all stood under an old walnut tree, gathered around a homemade alter with a basin and jug set upon it.
A female ordained priest led the ancient ceremony of christening the child into the christian faith. The sun broke out as we sang a hymn
of praise. Two young people provided the musical backing and all the family and friends stood by watching and smiling.
After the ceremony an old family relative walked among the guests playing her accordian and everyone was singing and smiling.
We sang a song to Hollyrose and signed in the deaf signs as we watched the young girl who lead us. Tears poured down my face as I looked around the forty or so assorted ages gently waving their hands and singing to Hollyrose.
We were not family, just new friends to the two mums that were having thier child christened. They never gave it a thought that we in the past would never have been at such an occasion, not just because of the religious element but also because of their lifestyle. I felt so humbled, so privilaged to be asked to witness this private event.
The love I felt wrapped around us that day will be something I will never forget. It is so strange that I attended a funeral two weeks ago and felt the same feelings of humilty, awe and deep appreciation for being included in something so extremely personal and private. Two events that as a witness I would have looked upon as "spiritually unclean"....oh how ashamed I am, and I can only thank the friends I have made since I have left for their deep tolerance and embracing love. I stand the sinner, asking for forgiveness for my ignorance.
A truly wonderful day under the old walnut tree.
Chicken little
hello everyone.... honestly i dont know how to start my first post.
i have been an avid reader of jwd for some time now, and now have decided to say hello.
i was raised as a witness, and have been baptized for 17 years.
Hello, and a warm welcome.ยจ
chicken little
i only knew you a little while, yet you touched my life and enriched it so much.. you were one of the outcasts if i viewed you from my past beliefs.. yet you shone as a true loving person.. you are gone to soon, way before your time.. i shall miss not having had the time to get to know you better.. rest from your sufferings, who knows what the future holds.... from the greatest joy comes the greatest suffering.. my love goes out to you.. .
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Thank you for your kind replies...I am just back from the funeral service at a lovely swedish church. It was so moving to see so many people that loved this couple so much, I counted over a 100 wreaths and the people filled the church.
It was a glorious sunny day and the beautiful graveyard in the countryside where he is laid to rest was so peaceful.
I have cried more tears today than I can ever remember, the well must run dry, yet they are springing up again.
My friend the exwitness could understand me when I said I was also crying for myself too. I felt guilt that I had not known this lovely person long enough...guilt for my past way of thinking. Humility in seeing so many people heartbroken to loose our friend. All had their stories to tell of a man who went out of his way to make everyone feel happy around him. Yes I have learnt from this experience, I will never shun, avoid anyone ever again no matter who I loose as a result.
Thanks again for your love
Chicken little....a bit hoarse with the cheeps today because of crying