The organization of Jehovah's Witnesses boasts of having true brotherly love for one another. I always believed they did, although I never felt it growing up in it. I reckoned that there was something wrong with me since I never felt that "joy" and "spirit of love" that supposedly permeated the congregations. I just could never get the hang of "loving" another person they way they all seemed to. But is was all I ever knew, therefore, I accepted it.
IN reality, true expressions of love, i.e., actions, that should accompany the love one professes were infrequent, and a bit contrived and superficial as I recall. My recent journey has lead me to cast back as it were to my own JW upbringing and adulthood to recall so many of the things I had long since pushed deep down. "Love" is not contained in the foremost memories I hold, but hatred instead. I recall so much hate and predjudice. I witnessed so much hypocrisy and intolerance. And now, more deliberate evil and wickedness than I ever could have imagined. The outright lies and cover-ups astound me. The rush to silence me by my exwife, her husband and others in their congregation has been striking. They cannot silence me, but they are trying damn hard. Let them. They are wasting their time trying to shut my mouth. They would do better to cover their asses in some other way instead because I intend to light'em up.
My God! It's like seeing the face of an angel turn swiftly into that of an contemptuous demon. It as if the veil has been lifted from the faces of these "loving" people to reveal what or who really controls them.
This is my own experience, however. What have you experienced? Anything similar? Or is your objection only based on their false teachings?