just come off the phone to my mum.
she asked me why i da'd from the wtbts, she'd been to the meeting this morning and she'd been at the bottle as well - not a good combo, for her, anyway.. i said i did'nt want to go into it too much, as i may stumble her.
she kept pushing so i said, last year i was'nt happy about the overlapping generation doctrine and did'nt agree that the org had taken bits out of the nwt.
"Jehovah's Organisation isn't perfect".
The Watchtower Society certainly isn't perfect. If Jehovah had an organization he'd surely reveal the correct understanding of his word right from the beginning. Millions of JW's from the past have gone to their graves trusting they had learned the TRUTH and now that TRUTH has been changed.
i'm sure topics like this have already come up but they tend to get hilarious with the absolute absurdity that goes on in the kh.
i was once counseled for not shaving after two days.
i was also counseled by a sister for eating lucky charms cereal.
Sideburns too long
Hair too fluffy
Jeans too tight
Sports car not suitable for service
Tires too wide
Suede jacket and tie not appropriate for meeting
Singling out sisters (sitting by them at the D.C)
Dancing too close (keep an "Aid Book" distance between you)
Going to a concert
Having a group Watchtower Study on Monday nights with other young people.
here's a few from me.. no more having to go to stupid boring meetings.. no more having to go knock on doors in field service and waste my time!.
no more mind numbing elders meetings..
I have really enjoyed being able to sort out what I think and believe regarding the " big picture" without the process being short circuited 3 times a week by meetings that are specifically designed to keep you from processing these things for yourself.
I am enjoying the feeling that comes from realizing that I'm good enough, just as I am.
I like not having to second guess everything I do or say lest I "bring reproach" on an organization that doesn't even know who I am anyway.
It's a relief not to carry the burden of supposedly having all the answers in terms of God and religion as well as the responsibility for other peoples salvation.
I'm happy to be free of the anxiety caused by constantly being on the look out for a catastrophic event that never comes.
I've enjoyed escaping the negativity of being associated with a group who have no problem with looking for and pointing out the flaws in other peoples faith.
Even Jesus himself pretends he's a "not at home" when JW's knock at the door.
now that's dedication.... .
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i guess that guy 's got healthy monthly reports....
The way this vehicle in the photo is inconsiderately parked off center in the parking stall, brings reproach on JW.org .
when i left decades ago, she was like 76 years old, smoking crack and wearing way too much makeup for her age.. the rumor was the wts was sending the flock messages about the closeness of the big a based on how old the whore looked.. by now she ought to be like 95. she probably lives in a rest home and can't crawl up on the beast anymore because of her arthritis.
she just rides her hoveround now.. she's probably annoying her roommates with repetitive stories of the good old days when she used to ride the wild beast and it would do her bidding.. i imagine she tells this story about every 15 minutes, forgetting what she said earlier because of dementia..
Do you think she wears Depends and dentures?
It depends (no pun intended) on what her clients are into. (ewww)
did anyone actually enjoy singing the kingdom melodies at the hall?
some of them were fun to sing, some of them were corny.
my brother use to sing them loud but without any sound coming out of his mouth.
There was a Brother who used to play the Piano at our Hall and put a little of his own flair into them. He used to put a "western" spin on the song "Myriads and Myriads of Brothers" adding a few base notes at the end of each verse so that it sounded like it came out of and old western movie and conjered up images of some old cowboy clip clopping along on his old hores as the sun slowly set in the west.
"Happy trails to you, until we meet again"
There were a number of horse loving sisters in the congregation who would bend their knees up and down in time to the music in an imitation of someone riding a horse and from the back rows, you could see their heads bobbing up and down as if they were in the saddle. There would be lots of giggling because everyone recognized what they were doing. It was all very harmless but was put a stop to when the new "hangin" Circuit Overseer came into Dodge City.
"build it and they will come".
i said, " in a world filled with crappy fast food restaurants that should never have made it, movies and tv shows that are terrible yet make millions, celebrities who are famous for doing nothing and butt ugly crappy cars that were built and sold by the millions; if you put "it" out there and are consistant about it, people will eventually find you.
no matter how bad mcdonalds food is for you and (tastes) there will always be a line of people out the door.
...and your avatar is shaped like a slice!
More than just a coincidence I'm sure. I was teased mercilessly about my name at school.
At the Kingdom Hall, whenever "unlevened bread" was mentioned...they all looked at me. Now it appears the abuse will continue here. (sigh) It was just a matter of time I guess.
(P.S. It could be worse, my step brother's name is Ray D. O'Shack )
when i left decades ago, she was like 76 years old, smoking crack and wearing way too much makeup for her age.. the rumor was the wts was sending the flock messages about the closeness of the big a based on how old the whore looked.. by now she ought to be like 95. she probably lives in a rest home and can't crawl up on the beast anymore because of her arthritis.
she just rides her hoveround now.. she's probably annoying her roommates with repetitive stories of the good old days when she used to ride the wild beast and it would do her bidding.. i imagine she tells this story about every 15 minutes, forgetting what she said earlier because of dementia..
After Viagra came on the market and the meaning of the word "Generation" was changed, the old gal realized she still had a few days of wine and roses left in her. She tinted her hair Fire Engine red, dusted off her stilettos and was last seen teetering into a Botox clinic.
"build it and they will come".
i said, " in a world filled with crappy fast food restaurants that should never have made it, movies and tv shows that are terrible yet make millions, celebrities who are famous for doing nothing and butt ugly crappy cars that were built and sold by the millions; if you put "it" out there and are consistant about it, people will eventually find you.
no matter how bad mcdonalds food is for you and (tastes) there will always be a line of people out the door.
People like to cheer for their Home Team.
Yep..."They may be false prophets, but by God they're my false propehts !"
At their highest point, there were 8.5 million Nazis on this planet.
Yeah....and the Nazis were also a neatly dressed bunch who were super organized and kept records of everything.
That is a ridiculous argument. How many people thought the world was flat when one man had the gall to say otherwise?
Good point but I'm sure they'd argue that those who thought the world was flat, were relying upon mans limited knowledge and weren't being guided by the Governing Body.
Are more than 1 billion muslims wrong?
I asked that and they said..." Yes, apparently so". They completly missed the point.
That's because Jehovah's Witnesses are nuts. You can't compare apples to nuts!
LOL ! That's true but you might be able to put a few cracks in that outer shell they've developed.
Especially when the Octo-Pope tells them that they're not wrong!
Hey....even Catholics are entitled to a "New Light" now and then.
