I went to so many that I forgot...
Ashton in Silver Spring MD
Columbia MD - South
Clarksville in MD - South
Frederick MD - North
i was looking at another thread.
http://www.jehovahs-witness.com/forum/thread.asp?id=24809&site=3.
and was wondering,if i'm not being too forward, what kh did everyone here go to.. i used to go to the cranston kh in ri, usa .
I went to so many that I forgot...
Ashton in Silver Spring MD
Columbia MD - South
Clarksville in MD - South
Frederick MD - North
this is an issue that i've had to look into due to the extreme paranoia of my mother.
it's getting ridiculous.
and it get's worse everytime she reads the publications.
Thanks to everybody for the advice and kind words. I've been trying to solve or figure it out on my own for the longest time. And I guess I just reached the end of my rope. It's beginning to be too stressful for me and it's less easier to cover my emotions than before. Yelling and fighting can really wear a person down.
It's almost like an illusion because I start to feel guilty when she's acting "normal". And I find myself making excuses saying she was just having a bad day or just loss her temper in that moment. And she'll apologize and buy me something or give me a card. That's a whole lot of guilt felt everytime she does that...
My first priority is distancing myself so I too don't lose my mind. I'm just trying to finish school. Once I can help myself, then maybe I can help my mother. For her to know that I still love her, but it's time for me to move out like most adults do.
i recall several instances when a "stranger" walked into the hall in the middle of the meeting.
it never failed... everyone in the hall would turn around and look at the person with shock and bewilderment.
a sense of unease would pass across the entire audience.. all available elders would then run to meet the person and "interrogate" him to make sure he wasn't there to crash the meeting.. ahhh yes... can't you feel the love?.
I recall maybe a few instances where some "strangers" would come in wearing jeans and t-shirts. Really. They'd sit there and everyone would glance back.
My aunt recalls a time during the memorial. A guy came in and took his seat. And while they were passing the wine, he sniffed it and said "Man, I know this wine! This stuff here is some good wine!" And he sipped it. LOL
yeah that's right.
imagine that..... after everything the wt has said about people like you.
and after the wt has labeled you as 'bad people', 'satan's offspring', "apostates", people who have committed the "unforgivable sin"........ .
It sure woke me up. I use to think apostates were the most evil people when I was a kid. I thought that way because it was constantly taught and I didn't know any better. And now that I'm labeled an "apostate", I know it wasn't the case. Because I know I still have a good heart and that I try to be honest and genuine. Sad to know that now others may view me as evil. I've learned to be less judgemental through this experience.
A Person Only Seeking Truth And Tells Everyone
Okay, that may be just for me because I couldn't keep my mouth shut about the real truth...
Edited by - Nickey on 26 December 2002 18:20:13
i've just been playing back farkels rendition of his "dubsticks".
it really makes me smile, the way that he makes the melody weave in an out of "chopsticks" and then "from house to house" in a way that is so fluid that it brings to mind the almost seamless stitching together of the old "hooked on 45's" and "hooked on classics" albums of the early 80's.. so i was thinking, what kingdub songs could we weave effortlessly into existing music?
i can think of two or three right now.. "we thank you jehovah" bears more than a passing resemblance to haydns "creation" imho.. then again "keep your eyes on the pies" is almost, to my tuneless ear anyway, a carbon copy of "some day my prince will come" from the movie snow white.. finally, an old kingdub song whose name escapes me, but carrying the words "it's your commission now to preach", always puts me in mind of the main them running through wagners "lohengrin".. now i'm not suggesting for one minute that maestro farkel should work on melodies such as these for the sole purpose of our mutual tittilation.
I just know song #15 was always played at the funerals.
during the thocratic school during our tuesday meetings, i dreaded hearing the bell.
*ding* someone had run over 5 minutes and had to cut their talk short.. this part always disturbed me.
nevermind the fact that these people worked hard to prepare their talk about something they felt was worthwhile, they have to be humiliated and cut off in front of the whole congregation.
During the thocratic school during our Tuesday meetings, I dreaded hearing the bell. *DING* Someone had run over 5 minutes and had to cut their talk short.
This part always disturbed me. Nevermind the fact that these people worked hard to prepare their talk about something they felt was worthwhile, they have to be humiliated and cut off in front of the whole congregation. I've seen some people walk off the stage with tears in their eyes or a red face. And then be critiqued on what errors were made...
I always sunk low in my chair when I saw the brother's hand hover over the bell... I knew it was coming.
I'm curious,
Did anybody get the bell? And how did it make you feel?
i was just wondering what was the most astounding thing you guys have had a jw say to you.
whether it was while you were still in the borg or after you left.
i've heard some rather funny stories on this subject.
The Dramas always got a laugh out of me. Kind of like a Mime, they'd pretend to talk while the tape played.
I heard about the Smurf. What is up with the smurf?
well, after 10 months, the jw's finally came knocking on my apartment - on christmas day!
in my head, i was going to debate with them, maybe even reason with them.....what actually happened is that for some reason, all of the emotional things inside of me came to the fore and i waited until they were leaving my apartment, i opened up my door, grabbed the tract, crumpled it into a ball, threw it at them and rattled off a string of profanities (which i won't repeat here, out of respect for simon's rules).
i was really mad at myself for doing this, but at the same time it provided an immense cartharsis for me.
DAG DIM! lol I'm glad it wasn't me knocking... of course I wouldn't have the guts to knock on any doors on Christmas.
not to be rude, but why is it you all knock on people's doors?
don't find that annoying?
would you like it if satanists or muslims knocked on your door trying to convert you?
I wouldn't be angry with the majority of the Witnesses. It's the Society who's behind them teaching them. Most Witnesses are just doing what they are told to do and what's to be expected of them.
You should use that time and try and open a friendly debate. Point out a few things that may open their eyes...
not to be rude, but why is it you all knock on people's doors?
don't find that annoying?
would you like it if satanists or muslims knocked on your door trying to convert you?
Most had a clue, but it was taught and drilled into the heads. Brainwashing.
Me? I didn't like going door to door knocking. I didn't want to go knock on a door and get yelled at. In fact, I was scared out my mind because I was extremely shy. But if I didn't knock on enough doors or work enough hours... that card would be blank...turning in a half blank time slip. That's like handing your parents your report card with a "D" on it. D for Disfellowshipped. Not me, but most felt that way.
Funny thing, a Mormon came knocking on our door and it ends up a debate between my JW mother and him. I really saw it from the other end now that somebody else was knocking on our door this time.