I feel the same sadness when i see my mother. She is not the most healthy woman, yet she still gets up early on Sunday and goes preaching. The little energy she has is wasted on working for the Org. Sometimes i think to myself that i almost don't want her to come to the realization that most of what she believes in, in a bunch of horse sh*t. It would be devastating to her, and i think that the paradise bliss dream, is really what keeps her going and gives her some hope.
Sometimes i find myself engaging her about fallacies inside the Org, to which she is clueless about, and rarely has a answer for it. And then i simply back off - realizing that it's simply not worth it. At this point, i rather her spend the rest of her days with that glimpse of hope, even if leads to nothing.