Some Unforgettable Jehovah's Witnesses I Met
Apr 30, 2024 8:43:11 GMT -5
Post by Radrook Admin on Apr 30, 2024 8:43:11 GMT -5
Prelude
First, please note that as in any other religion, there are always sincere and hypocritical people who are members. So the description below is in no way intended to include all JWs, since there are indeed members who are sincerely striving to do God's will and to reflect the personality of Jesus Christ, and who try to abide by the doctrinal claims that they are making to the best of their abilities. Some were present in the group I describe below and made my burden a lot lighter.
Some Unforgettable Jehovah's Witnesses I Met
During my close association with JWs, when I was completely dedicated to doing as their so-called Governing Body was saying, which was to bury myself literally alive in the prime of life, I was assigned as a Bible study conductor immediately after baptism. Now, to my total surprise, my assignment involved a group of JWs sisters who had been decades in what they referred to as the Truth.
Of course, I felt privileged to have been given such a responsibility. However, I did initially feel unqualified and considered refusing the assignment. But after giving the matter a lot of prayerful thought, I decided to trust in the wisdom of the men who claimed to be God's channel of communication on Earth, who called themselves the Faithful and Discrete Slave class and those in the congregations that were under their wise supervision.
I also considered myself to be among God's people. So felt myself blessed. Well, unfortunately I was soon to be introduced to a very bitter stark reality for which I was totally unprepared. You see, I had assumed that those fifteen JW sisters whom I was to shepherd, also considered the organization's decisions as sacred as I did, and would humbly respect my assignment as being God's will. But in this instance, I was wrong.
You see, no sooner had I been assigned to give the weekly Bible study at this sister's apartment, than she seemed to become possessed with a murderous rage. She started complaining that they should have assigned a qualified brother and not someone recently baptized such as me. Whenever I made a biblically based comment, this sister householder would make faces and yawn loudly while tapping her yawning mouth with the palm of her hand. Then this other similarly disgruntled sister suddenly left the group and joined another as a protest.
But it got even worse! You see, another sister was not enraged merely because I was new. No siree Bob! That veteran sister was disgruntled because she just couldn't keep her mind off race. You see, instead of having her mind on preaching the Good News of the Kingdom when she was knocking on doors, she had her mind totally on proving to me what her notion of racial purity was. In her frenzied racist obsession, she seemed to have classified me under some category of Caucasian, and assumed that I was as racist as she was.
Her hatred was effusively intense! She even smiled sadistically when describing how certain dogs, who were barking furiously at our attempt to enter a hallway in order to knock on some doors, would easily tear me to pieces if I had insisted on entering that ghetto apartment-building hallway.
She was also furious when she learned that I was being considered for the position of Ministry School Servant, and began hurling personal insults. All this during the supposedly-sacred, house-to-house ministry. Then finally, when a certain ghetto lowlife began placing pornographic photos in my face as we were walking down the street, she started laughing with satisfaction at my efforts to avoid looking at them.
This frustrating incident caused me to lose my patience with a student during the subsequent Bible study, by leaving when he began his usual objections to everything was attempting to teach. Naturally, she immediately reported the incident to the overseer while cunningly omitting her nasty part as a stumbling block in the entire incident.
Of course, at that stage of my association, I refused to believe what I was seeing. I preferred attributing it all to my immature imagination. But very gradually, this constant persecution along with the rabidly angry householder JWs sister complaining about my being assigned and being unqualified, along with the Catholic fanatic who was persecuting me at work, along with my mother who was furiously complaining about my dedication, along with the pressure of not being able to have a female companion because of being restricted to JWs, along with the sudden unofficial unmerciful sledgehammering of shunning that they implemented when I didn't marry an obese sister, and simultaneously divesting me of my shepherding assignment finally caused me to start drifting away.
In short, just because these people of diverse personalities and concealed hang-ups are carrying Bibles and self-righteously pontificating at doors, doesn't mean anything. Neither does it take any great skill nor effort to temporarily don a hypocritical mask to deliver a memorized Bible message, while hiding the devilish imp that is lurking just beneath.