This thread reminds me of this older sister from my last hall. She was the 80 or so year old mother of one of the head honchos -- you know the type -- the ones everyone says Oh Broher Bell is so intelligent, so spiritual, etc. etc.
Well she used to sit at the front of the hall. The front row whenever her son was giving the talk. She would sit there and stare at this picture of Jesus. Yeah, just like my old Catholic grandmother used to do.
Except it was the picture of Jesus that she had cut out from the Greatest Man book. My husband and I watched her meeting after meeting staring at her picture of Jesus.
We used to laugh about it. It was so weird to us as JWs that someone would love Jesus that much.
Now I see that it was because WE DID NOT love Jesus. That's why it was bizarre.
One last note about this sister. During one of our last meetings one night at the theocratic school she raised her hand and when she was called on by no other than her son she said, "Today is my 80th birthday. Happy birthday to ....." They grabbed that mike so fast.
It was so funny.