I was talking to an old ex-dub friend yesterday. We hadn't seen one another for 40+ years, so we had a whole wealth of experiences (upbuilding experiences, ha ha!) to swap.
One of the similar things we'd encountered was parental blackmail to return to the truth, desist from turning our backs on Jehovah, get right with Jehovah, put our lives in order, etc etc.
Each time this involved a much loved dead relative.
Mine went along the lines of:
"What are we going to say to your grandmother after the resurrection? The first thing she's going to ask when she's raised from the dead is where is Snugglebunny? And I'm going to have to explain to her that Snugglebunny didn't make it, that Snugglebunny was amongst the slain of Jehovah. Can you imagine how that will devastate her?"
For me it was probably one of the most infuriating loaded witnessy questions that I'd ever come across. My comeback to my parents was that I was a good father, a good husband and a good provider. Why would Jehovah want to kill me?
More coming up.