Well, I went to the get-together I mentioned in another post. There was a small surprise, though... not only was the "younger generation" there, the whole freaking cong. was there as well! argh... And man, did I ever feel out of place! Most of the JW's barely glanced at me, maybe spared me a nod. I think they were surprised I was there as well...
I did have fun... I'm not saying I didn't. I did get a polite "hello" or two, and the "brother" I was playing badminton with was a real nice guy. But the other hardcore brothers, boy did I feel ignored. Even my friend who invited me didn't talk that much to me. Did he even expect I'd come? Did he? ...
Oh well. I hope my point was made. --> I can have fun, even with people who don't share my beliefs. But coming to the hall is just hypocritical. Although if someone had asked me or even made an indirect comment on my spirituality, I'd have responded. Oh yeah. Maybe something like "Are you comfortable being a JW? Cause I wouldn't want to put unnecessary doubts in your mind." Or something like that... ohwell... in my dreams.
Well, to sum it all up, I tried to have fun, despite all the cold feelings I felt. Glances here, nods there... I'm sure some of them talked about me behind my back "Why is he here" or even better "I hope the Christian love he feels will bring him back to the ways of the truth"... yeah right! Christian love, my @$$. There was no love in that gym. Nothing but distrust. At least, I thank those who were "courageous" enough to talk and play with me.
Sayonara!