Why why why do JWs befriend these monsters? It is wrong and a slap in the face for the victims families when they say he shows real remorse.
Elders think they are God and can read minds. Let him die in prison, he gets to eat doesn't he?
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Why why why do JWs befriend these monsters? It is wrong and a slap in the face for the victims families when they say he shows real remorse.
Elders think they are God and can read minds. Let him die in prison, he gets to eat doesn't he?
i could think of no more pressing question to raise at this time.. remember: the fate of millions may rest in your hands!.
Second favourite, salt two sliced aubergines, leave to sweat. After 30 mins rinse them and pat dry on paper towel. Brown a chicken in oil, remove and brown the aubergines in oil, add large jar of sliced red peppers and the chicken, sprinkle in two teaspoons of sweet paprika, season with salt. Cover the pan and cook on low for one and half hours on top of stove. Serve with rice. Getting hungry here.
i could think of no more pressing question to raise at this time.. remember: the fate of millions may rest in your hands!.
I love Aubergine.............as we call it here. Easy dish here............. poke a pin or squewer through a couple of aubergines, place them on a barbaque or under a grill; let the skin go black and the centre should be soft. Cool off the rub off the skin and put the flesh into a blender with juice of one lemon, lots of olive oil, salt and four large garlic cloves. Blend and adjust seasoning, serve with pita bread or toast and chopped corriander or parsley...........yum yum
so as you da'd, were df'd, faded, or just mentally let go of everything you believed for so long, did you experience this weird transition phase of an "identitylessness"?
i think this might only apply to people who were "strong" in the faith.
as a strong witness, im sure those of us who were really took to heart and mind the things that we learned and counsel that the society produced.
I too felt the emptiness at first, I tried to fill it with reading the bible on my own. I did this for some months and then deceided to give it all a rest.
I got involved with a voluntary group and that helped me to see how ordinary people get on with helping others without having to be prompted by religion, or duty. It was a great help for me, I see people and the choices they make much differently now. The bad mistakes are often a result of bad chances early on in life, people are generally very good.
I think that if you surround yourself with positive people, get involved in community projects etc, you will find that your own inner compass will start to swing in the direction you should go. I am not naive, there are some rotten apples, but don't let that throw you off course. They are there, but so what? No one says life is easy, but there again it is not all doom and gloom as we were taught to believe.
When you face a decision that your Jw mind set would baulk at, then ask yourself why you have that reaction, is it reasonable, informed?
I have found that my boundaries have become much bigger and more open to things I would previously have closed my mind to, it is very enriching, slightly scary but quite an experience. For example I attended a christening for a baby of a lesbian couple last year, it was a lovely experience, and I do not call my self religious anymore. Still the opening of my mind and heart is almost like a spiritual experience in itself.
Hope you find your way, my motto is, "Be true to yourself"
Kind regards
Chicken little
would this email encourage you back to the meetings?.
dear *****:.
we are so very discouraged that you did not attend the d.c.. there are no two sides of this issue today.
Had a similar experience recently, my husband has been ill and is looking for new work. A brother called out of the blue and was very kind and offered some contacts we could phone and write to. Encouraged by this kindness my husband phoned a sister he had worked with in the past, he only wanted an address from her. The day after the call he received an email that was so horrid I cried. She accused him of using her, told him she had spoken to elders that told her we were disfellowshipped, which is not true, and that she would not want my husband working in any of the places she worked. She said she would not recommend him nor should he use her name. None of these things applied as my husband only asked for an address. She finished by saying if we came back to Jehovah she would greet us with open arms. Wonderful; warms the heart doesnt it?
i was a baptized jw for 7 years.
during that time i repeatedly vocalized my belief that "the end is near.
" however, what did this cost me?
We pioneered in a very poor part of inner London, the brothers and sisters were very poor and extremely zealous and gave huge amounts to the society each month in contributions, they needed to believe the end was near; there was nothing else to look forward to.
Fast forward to an english speaking cong in scandanavia, no real enthusiasm for the end; nobody gave any money to the contributions, and they had plenty of money in comparison to the other congregation. It was quite funny to hear an elder and his wife that had just bought a new very expensive house, had an art gallery and pots of money....but also pioneered, speaking about how awful the world was and how close the end was. YEAH...we could see they believed that by their life style. ;;;Parrots!
i cannot begin to tell you how grateful i am to you!
you reassured me while i was one of the walking wounded.
you know that line from the movie "shadowlands", when the student says to c.s.
Welcome! I have asked my husband about his approach to asking about fornication, adultery etc, he said if he was at a jc he just asked the couple or person if they knew what the two terms meant. If they said yes, then he asked if that was what had happened and then took it from there as to how they felt about it. No details were needed. Some brothers did not like this but if my husband was there then that was enough. I respect him for that, even though now he is ashamed he ever had anything to do with judging people.
Hope you find peace, and a good life, the world is not so bad you know!
i was inspired by a few different things people said.. one dealt with if you pray(ed) regularly with your husband/wife.
a few people described how awkward they felt in doing it.
i felt like that for the longest time!
Praying together was awful, after two months of marriage we deceided that we would just do our own, end of story. Family study with hyperactive kids.....nightmare, we would do 5 minutes then stop, it saved our marriage. I even said that at an assembly we were asked about our family study, I told the truth, lots of sisters said they were so relieved to hear me say it. My husband never was any good at keeping record of his time, he was a pioneer and out all the time so he just put down from when he went out of the door until he came in. Great way of thinking now I come to ponder over it, at the time I was worried he was cheating.
Hated collecting a huge pile of magazines and worrying how to place them, that was in the days when we had to pay for them and we had little money. I hated the tract work, each pioneer was given something like 500 tracts to place, I shoved them everywhere.
Hated the blood card, never carried it, hated the blood documents, never filled them out. The list goes on..................
i saw this video on youtube and didnt know if i should laugh or crawl into the fetal position.. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=abm0t-qhllc&feature=related.
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we had several "talent" shows over the years in my original congregation - it was the only annual gathering more nauseating that the meetings.. my friend and i would always bring our walkmans and blare heavy metal in the back - hoping to block out the embarassing crap on the stage.you always had a few older ones get up on stage and slaughter a kingdumb song.
Lady Viola's video was great! Must be english humour but we had the same kind in my congregation when I was growing up. One of our elders had been in showbusiness and he just could not suppress it. During the 70's everytime he had an item on the service meeting, he just went overboard. For the kids it was just brilliant. I remember being chased down the hall with brother shaking a broom after me, he slipped on the runner and went flying, this was to show early persecution of the witnesses in the 1920's.
We had little dramas to show how to place the truth book, we all dressed up as pirates once and found a chest filled with truth books, we enacted Daniel and friends drama, my little chubby brother was an angel but got burnt on a lamp that was too near his dress. We had a special pioneer dress up as a vicar(he loved Monty Python), then two pioneer sisters came in as hippies throwing flowers to the audience.
We had practise sessions for the persecution; double sided coats and violin cases with literature; we even had the windows blacked out and the lights turned off and a brother was shouting and banging on the door saying it was the police and they knew we were in there. For a kid it was so exciting and spooky. We had a drama with the Christmas carol of all things as a theme; the brother dressed up as Scrooge in a night dress and then some how the truth got into the drama, as you can imagine things were getting a little out of hand and I guess it had to stop. It did.
We had the visit of a very strict CO and our dear brother had his part on the service meeting and as part of his item he sat at the piano and sang ROLL OUT THE BARREL, which is a drinking song in the pubs in England, well I can't remember how he got the service item to tie in but one thing is for sure; the CO's face was like thunder. So ended the era of fun at the meetings. If I could have space the things we did were actually so far out and fun that I cannot understand how it went on for so long other than that everyone enjoyed it so much.
Last one.....very chubby sweet pioneer sister had to hitch her skirt up and swank down the hall to wolf whistles from "worldly" bystanders, the brother then asked what was the problem for the sister, the hall was in stitches., who says the north of england is boring!
Chicken little
we were always told not to throw away literature, so just what did we do with it all?
i know that i would sneak it into the bin for recycling quite regularly.
my parents kept all the magazines for over 20 years in ritz boxes in a cupboard, they all went yellow and smelt wierd.
We were always told not to throw away literature, so just what did we do with it all? I know that I would sneak it into the bin for recycling quite regularly.
My parents kept all the magazines for over 20 years in Ritz boxes in a cupboard, they all went yellow and smelt wierd. They all got thrown out when they moved house.
I remember when I was pioneering leaving it in washrooms, what a cheek I think now. The funniest experience was when we stopped as witnesses, we took all the literature....all of it...over 40 years of collection and put it into the recycle bin over the road from us. As my husband was carrying the aid to bible understanding and other noticeable books over, some brothers and sisters pulled up to say hello. My hubby just waved and said he would be over in a minute and then calmly threw the lot in the bin with the brothers watching. Classic.