I always hated fs. ALWAYS! I was embarrassed when I met up with classmates at the door and had to explain what I was doing! I always hoped that no one would answer the door. The irony of it all was that I was very good at the door. I knew the bible and could easily explain wt doctrine. And I was damn proud of myself for being so articulate, smart, and righteous!
However, I remember one Saturday morning when I met a man at the door and we had a 2 hour discussion/debate about the 144,000, literal number or symbolic. He was right and I couldn't logically dispute what he showed me from my own bible. It did put a seed of doubt in my head. Too friggin bad that it took another 35 years or so to sprout!