He once had the hard rugged and handsome face of a Hollywood film star. He was one of those i feared completely indoctinated,enforcing his indoctrination with out love. Everything anybody did for the organisation was a privalige and all outside organisations were apart of the world, this included law inforcement. He was the perfect organisational man, his only "weakness" was he was useless on the doors, the reason he didnt like people. i remember a comment he made about his own congregation " they are dissabidiant" and as outsiders " they will never learn"
Today i walked passed a this man in the street, at first i didnt recognise him but as we passed he raised his eyebrow to me and then it hit me, this man was no longer had the hard rugged and handsome face of a hollywood star, he was simply an old man on the ministry going to die soon...and all his indoctrination all his hatred of people all that was left was the mark on his face of a sad lonly man. I acknowledged him with my eyebrow and walked on by, I felt a slight pity, but i remembered what a unloving man he was and i thought that it was no surprise it came to this for his hope of not dying was simply a dream without hope. And the fact that tonight he will go home to an empty appartment is not that his wife and child deserted his dream,but rather he deserted them...oh how many you disfellowshipped.
Maybe there was a moment in the past when his future could have been different, but he chose to sacrificed his family, and i wonder if he feals slightly silly and sad his grandchildrens chritmas and birthdays pass him by.
Yes the self inflicted pain of the indoctrinated elders end.