Here is where mine began.
I was raised as a Jehovah's Witness. My father was the presiding overseer. My older brother was an elder, my sister a volunteer. My mother provided the perfect christian home.
Problem. My father and mother were both alcoholics. They beat their children like in the "movie of the week". My mother never got out of her mumu for ten years after she killed my little brother in an alcoholic rage. My father liked to travel, and he had a penchant for young ,black women. My brother married his therapist, and my sister, well, bless her, even though she was raped by my father, has fallen off the face of the earth.
Yet, they like to talk about the "truth". I talked to my sister about five years ago, and she tried to get me come back to JWs. Now, not all JWs are horrible. Some are people trying to find meaning in the midst of madness.
God, in His Kindness excused me from this life of insanity. I look back, sometimes with sorrow, but mostly with glee.
Now, report this
2007-08-22
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