So, Monday we had dinner again. First time in a few weeks simply because I was recovering from a surgery. UGH! What an ordeal.
We didn’t talk much. Since I’m still a little worn out, we watched a “movie” after dinner. It was all about the “organization” behind the Jehovah’s Witnesses. They call them Bethelites. These folks work for the Watchtower in all capacities from printing and translating to cooking and cleaning the “residences” where these folks live. Most of the film was of the printing process of all the Watchtower’s publications. I think I was supposed to be impressed. I tried my best not to say anything negative, so basically I kept my mouth shut.
I really felt as if these poor folks were enslaved to the devil, living and working for nothing other than a lie, as it was pointed out to me that these folks do all this for “free” as volunteers for the “glory” of Jehovah! Oi.
The film was a little dated, and the ladies watching it seemed enthralled by all this stuff! I wanted to say, Jesus didn’t say “Thou art Peter and upon this rock I will build my organization!” but I guess that revelation will have to wait for another day. I guess all this proves is that if you don’t believe in something, you’ll fall for anything. The most prevelant thought that went through my mind in watching all this tadoo over the printing process of the Watchtower, was how could these folks actually believe that this is what God had in mind when He sent His Apostles out to preach to the world the Good News - do they actually believe it would take the computer age before this would be possible?
The film of course concluded with the mantra of total despair that these folks seem to adore - “Just imagine how wonderful the world will be when the ‘system’ of things is concluded and we all live in a paradise on earth?” Lord, please help me to be patient.
Thursday evening I’m visiting one of their “book studies” in which a little book of JW meditations on the Gospel is gone over. I can hardly wait. This is where heavy indoctrination takes places. You read a paragraph and then the moderator asks pre-set questions about the text, and the only affirmed answers are those that basically re-state what is written in the paragraph. Actual personal thoughts on the meaing of the Gospel is taboo. Please pray for me and these gals. I’m hangin’ in there for a while more, at least for now anyway.
Peace and all good,
P.S. For those who are interested, we had chicken and angel hair for dinner and some nice cool cucumber salad. It was too hot to cook much.