"When someone shows you who they are, believe them." - Maya Angelou
JW's claim to be identified by their love. So Alchemist, tell me, where is it? Anyone? They talk the talk but fail to walk the walk. Their love is expressed in numbers like hours, placements, time spent wandering from one side of the territory to the other to kill time, knocking on doors where they know people aren't home while avoiding places where people are. But when it really comes down to connecting with someone, to searching for lost sheep, where are they? This was a big part of my awakening. Decades devoted to an organization and I had zero friends. I know everybody, and lots of people know me, but there's absolutely no connection and never has been. Sure, everyone loved me when I did everything in the congregation and I was looked up to back then, but step down and watch all of the "love" and adoration disappear. People start talking about you and the rumor mill fires up.
In the immortal words of the Black Eyed Peas (rap/pop group for those unfamiliar), "where is the love"? I heard about it from the platform. I talked about it like it existed because I was told is was all around. But when I needed it, it was nowhere to be found. I've disappeared for a year and a half without so much as a peep before. When I reached out to fix some problems in my life nobody walked with me, in fact I was told that it couldn't be done. I've literally asked for shepherding calls in the past and was told no. No explanation. People would rather talk about me than to me. It has always been that way. What a petty and narcissistic bunch of people.
So, right now you're being shown who these people are. Will you believe them? Or will you hope for something different like I did over and over again and be fooled not once, not twice, but several times? I wish I would have believed them when they told me a long time ago. Lots of wasted time and hurt feelings. You know how many of the "Return To Jehovah" brochures I've received? Zero. None from family. None from the congregation I attended. Z-e-r-o. They don't care and never have except to the extent that it counted on a time sheet and was easy. When the chips are down, you find out who your real friends are, and I've never had even one.