So after all this, how can you know what is sure, and what is false? Go back to the basics. Sit in a park for a day. Watch the sky, the birds, the trees, the dogs frolicing in the park. Watch old people stroll down the lane, hand in hand. What truths are revealed there? What is of real value?
I think dogs teach us that play is never irrelevant. If we take the time to listen.
I am getting an inordinate amount of pleasure watching my flax plant bloom fresh flowers daily, dropping it's petals every at noon.
Finally, how do I know that the WTBTS is not God's organization? Because of it's fruit. If there were only one organization representing God in these days, I would expect it to be outstanding in love, grace, and good works. It is not. In fact, it is markedly deficient.
These words cut to the heart of the matter. If you can't understand this logic, I pray that someday you may.