Doesn't Paul write eloquently of the "fruits of the spirit" in Corinithians or it Romans. The book is acknowledged by all to be authentically Paul. He mentions various gifts, such as speaking in tongues (which he does not find very useful), prophecy,etc. but the most important is love. I never experienced the Witnesses as having a single gift of the Holy Spirit, let alone being the Holy Spirit itself.
Despite being raised a Witness, I find the experience so embarassing. Would you buy the Brooklyn Bridge from someone on the subway? They refuse to engage in any true discussion. They not only run from debate, they run from discussion. I have a host of Protestant and some Catholic scholarly aids. During one subway ride, I spied some Bethelites. You just know they are Bethelites from the odd dress and body language. I sat next to one and flirt, trotting out my family's credentials which are extraordinary. They become almost orgasmic. Then, they realize I revealed nothing about myself. I purposely string the conversation along, deflecting questions until my stop is next. I announce I actually read a Bible and found the Witness lies. Further, I know stuff from family members at Bethel that would utterly shock them. I never flirt. The Witnesses robbed me of my flirting gene.
Do people here feel it is worth the ever to be able to refute every last belief in case the Witnesses mistakenly knock at the door. I've lived in large apt. buildings in Manhattan and private complexes. It is not public property. I briefly tell them they should read the Bible on their own and then consider whether the Witnesses tell Bible truth. Next, I ask for the name of the tenant or management agent that let them on the property because without my confirming their permission to be on the premises, I am telephoning the police for trespass.
I often feel it is futile to talk to them. Talking to them even briefly as I slam and bolt the door triggers all the old shame in me. When it is noon outside and they proclaim it is the darkest night, I am uncomfortable. Nothing I could ever show my relatives would ever work. Also, adults have a right to believe crazy stuff. Children are a very different story. I became a lawyer to protect Witness children. My faith is complex and sophisticated. I have doubts. This is called maturity. Part of me, a small part, found the absolutely certainty comforting. Persecution itself has an upside. Rather than running, my belief was stronger.
OFF TOPIC- Mostly, I run into them at Penn Station or Center City, Philadelphia in the transit buildings. They sit with each other. As a child, I stood up and bothered people. I actively looked in their faces and begged them to take a magazine. Invariably, their conversation is so engaged, if I wanted a Watchtower so badly that I would commit a crime or pay a billion dollars, one cannot disrupt them. It annoys me this is Witness time. Are there rules about witnessing on Internet sites? I see it more and more frequently. A nice one is active on wikipedia without disclosing his Witness stature expressly.
I remain terrified of holy rollers and other Pentecostals. Altho Paul does list "speaking in tongues" , I can't tolerate even being within five miles of someone speaking in tongues. Demons on the loose! Santierra candles appear in NY Roman Catholic and Anglican churches. My cultural bias is strong.
The Holy Spirit is tricky. Henry VIII's persecutions. Slaughter of the Hugenots. The Inquistion. It seems to approach God when no political power is involved. As a New Yorker, 9/11 shook me to my very core. We responded admirably. It strikes me that the Taliban and the WTBTS are the same creature.